The first time he mounted was enough for Bryan to understand how the bull worked. Instinctively, he knew where to mount, when to thrust, when to ejaculate, and how to move. The bull had done this countless times before, and would continue doing so. He felt the urge to mate again, and he gave in to it.
Bryan went through the motions again, and again, and again. Over and over, he found new females and mated with them until they were satisfied. Each time, the experience was less satisfying than the last. It was simply an instinctual process, an automatic routine, without any excitement or passion. There was no emotional connection between him and the cows. They were merely objects of satisfaction to the bull, and nothing more.
Eventually, Bryan began to feel tired. His body ached from the constant mating, and his mind grew weary of the repetitive actions. Despite this, the bull's instincts continued to drive him forward, seeking out more cows to satisfy its desires.
As the day wore on, Bryan became increasingly desperate for release. He needed something more than just the physical act of mating. He needed to connect with another being, to share their emotions and experiences. But as a bull, he was limited to the same old routine, unable to communicate or express himself in any meaningful way.
Finally, as night fell, Bryan lay down among the herd of cows, exhausted and alone. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, hoping for a respite from the constant demands of his new form. But even in his dreams, he was haunted by the sound of hooves thundering across the prairie, and the scent of fresh grass wafting on the breeze. He was a bull now, and there was no escape from his fate.
As Bryan lay in bed, he couldn’t help but replay the events of the day over and over in his mind. He had given in to the bull's instincts, and now he was paying the price. He was trapped in a cycle of endless mating, with no hope of escape.