Chad mooed unhappily. Then he heard a snort. He wasn't alone in the stall. Titus the bull was in Chad's stall. No, Chad was in Titus' stall. He snorted, then his wet nose nuzzled Chad's nether regions. Titus bellowed. Chad's scent confused Titus. Chad turned to face Titus.
Titus saw Chad's human face on the cow body, and took a step back in surprise. Chad mooed at Titus. The bull circled Chad a couple times inspecting the strange cow-boy. Chad noticed that a 3 foot long red shaft emerged from his hairy black sheath. Damn, Chad found himself/herself walking in a circle trying to keep Titus from getting behind him/her. Chad was so tired after being used as a sex toy. His udder was so swollen. He looked down to check out his udder, when he looked up Titus was behind him.
Titus mounted Chad. The cowboy bellowed as the bull mated with him. Brad, Bruno, Rod, Todd, Dirk, and Arlo's big penises had stretched his holes, but Titus was a helluva a lot bigger than any of them.
Sometime after Titus separated from Chad, Chad fell asleep standing on his four hooves.
In the morning, Chad woke as gloved hands began tugging on his udders. He felt relief at last as liquid squirted from his udder into a bucket. Chad turned his head to see who was milking him. He said, "Moo?"