Mike's camp was all laid out for the night. He had extra fire wood in case any large animals might become interested and visit.
As night came Mike could see lightning in the western sky. 'Darn it,' he said as the storms got closer. The wind blew hard and lightning hit so close that Mike packed up his belongings and headed toward home.
The storm lasted most of the night as he drove the two hundred miles back home. Mike thought I won't bother to stop, I have water and food enough.
It had been 16 hours now since Mike filled his canteen with the fresh lake water. After unpacking he showered and laid down for an afternoon nap.
Aruge, as Mike woke and looked out from his garden deck. He felt stiff and his head was foggy. Mike sat on the edge of the porch lounge and stretched. 'As mother would stay stretch a mile and now walk all the way back,' Oh Shit!
Looking down toward the deck Mike saw what was yesterday human legs and feet. Now he saw large cloven hooves attached to heavy black furred legs. As he reached to touch them his hands came into view. Hands were more like palms with cloven hooflike stubs. His arms too were covered in deep black fur. As he stood up and turned toward the sliding glass door of house, he saw a heavy musseled bull like form with a bull head and Texas Long Horn horn's.
Mike reached to pull his shorts down and see if his maleness had changed. It had, he saw a bullish sheath hanging up and out forward. The sheath was better suited to a four legged bull that a manbull.