"Yeah, they're a bit small now, but after you've grown a bit, they'll make a nice fanny pack, after we cut them off, and tan 'em," the man in the plaid shirt said.
"Mrrrruuuuh!" Chad shrieked into his rope gag.
The plaid sleeve laughed, "Sorry, cow boy, but those are the facts. You're just a calf now, but someday you'll be a steer."
"Muh! Muh! Mmmuh muhn!"
"No, you are male. You were a man. Soon you will be a bull calf. Right now, you're a cow-boy. Transitioning from human to bovine," the man explained slowly, as if he was explaining things to a toddler.
Chad was furious, and frightened. He was a becoming a bovine toddler, and unless he could figure his way out of this, he would being getting castrated when he became a bovine teen or adult. He snorted, and let out muffled screams as his body continued to change.
The plaid sleeve vanished. A gloved hand patted his right butt cheek. He assumed it was plaid sleeve, but maybe there were other people here. He had thought it was a prank, but he could see and feel his nose and jaw pushing outward from his face to become a bovine muzzle. He wriggled, squirmed and struggled, but the ropes were too tight.
He heard the gate to his stall close and latch with a loud click.
"Damn, you really cowed Chad?" Bruno said in disbelief. Chad recognized Bruno's distinct voice.
"MOOOO-MMOH!" bellowed Chad into his gag.
"Yeah, cow-boy Chad is still changing, but you're welcome to watch the future steer," said the unseen plaid shirt, "Just don't touch. He's sort of contagious, not that I'd mind an extra calf ."
"Steer? You're gonna castrate him?"
"Not right away, but while he might have been a stud among football players, he's just an average bull. I'll sign you up for the roundup, when we geld the calves, if you want to cut off his balls. I think by then they should make a nice fanny pack. He's a cow-boy, after a few more treatments, he'll be all-cow. No one will be able to tell he was ever human."
"I gotta see this," Bruno said rushing over to peer over the railing to see Chad, "Whoa fuck that is you, Chad, isn't it? Wait- a fanny pack? Uh, I'll be right back, Chad." He pulled out his phone and snapped a pic of Chad. Then he jumped off the stall railing.
Chad heard Bruno running, and shouting, "Hey, wait up. I thought you were just going to prank Chad, not leave him a cow forever."
Sighing, plaid shirt answered, "Bruno, why would I go to all the trouble of turning Chad into a cow, if I was going to change him back?"
"But why Chad, I mean, he's our bud, isn't he?"
"Wasn't he. He is a cow-boy now. Soon he'll be all cow."