The oral pleasure seeking of and by it and you was not your real goal, but to get only a refreshing drink done in an erotic fashion.
However, what happened, as you drank, the very bull like marble gray cock began to change, it turning pink, as soft, but warm.
Next, you then noted was the massive scrotum, as its gray marble did turn pink and began to sway in rhythm to when you swallowed. "Duh," you groaned, feeling the cool, refreshment change of temperature, and then losing its very appealing wine-like flavor.
A new flavor issued forth, it being less delightful, as acrid, with a taint essence of green vegetation, with a creamy texture seething between teeth, and on your tongue. Indeed, the acrid volume only increased, until wholly replacing the water spent from then a marble rock bullish shaped cock. A normal response if drinking any vile tasting brew was to stop ingesting of it; but I could not stop my hold on the then soft as flesh bullish cock.
"Oh no," was my response when seeing my arms and hands blooming, as to watch of fingers thicken, merging into paired cloven hoofs, the keratin turning black, as did forearms become more muscular. A reddish brown hair sprouted and it quickly spread, covering all, the whole of my physical self. A mighty groin based pain announced the change and growth of a very proper bull style sheath and my new penis; not until then to taking note of how much larger were my balls, they'd grown into what a bull would of like having. I would have screamed, but my mouth held a large, as long cock, it by then tickling my uvula.
Although, my ideas about the cock in my mouth, and of mine being a close double, the oner in my mouth began changing my attitude as to liking the sensual feel, it flavor, as well sparking in me a want as to suckling my new, as long,, bull size cock.
Struggling, I brought my cloven fore-hoofs to aid the pulling a bloated bull's cock from out my mouth. It did not want to leave, but with my fast enhancing strength, the long cock soon hung limp, and turning gray.
Down deep in me was a dwindling feeling of being scared from all what had begun and then still happening. A sharp spine pain told of my sprouting my bullish a tail. My body fur and thicker hide under felt nice. The more my body began looking akin to me becoming a bull animal, the better it seemed; even the thinking of cows as mates began to beguile me!
Just then began my bull's cock to stiffen, as it extended, the thing tapered near the anterior end, coming to a dull tip point. I gawked at it, my big bull eyes straining to see, and did estimate my new cock length as 20 plus inches long.
His screaming increases as a black tale shoots of the base of his spine.
You turn away but you can still hear his transformation into a minotaur. Bone