Jasper bolted, crashing through the pasture fence. As she sped away from the farm, she did the only thing she could think of.
"Protect me!" she said. It came out as a moo, but luckily, the amulet understood her. There was a flash of light. When it cleared, Jasper was still a cow, but this time, a bull. He could feel his new, large, bovine cock. Jasper sighed in relief and slowed down.
Knowing the amulet would work even when he could only moo was a serious weight off his shoulders. As was the fact he wouldn't be mounted by any more desperately horny bulls.
Jasper continued walking, trying to think of his next move, only to stumble across a small family farm. He froze at the sight of a farmer and his family tending to their farm. The humans, however, quickly went into action.
"That bull is something else!" gasped the farmer's son.
"Aye. Could fetch us some good money," the farmer grunted. He grabbed a piece of rope and turned it into a lasso. Before he could be caught, Jasper turned around and ran away.
More than anything, he was confused. Why did that farmer want him? What made him so special?