Finally alone with his thoughts, Jared moved in circles while pened at the rodeo stockyard. Now that he was not driven insane my sexual urge he could contemplate his wish.
His father's draft horse stud brought memories of huge sexed animals plunging into big holed mares. He recalled seeing a bull at the Killingsworth Farms mounting and thought it different than what he was used to seeing. "That's why, he thought I first considered a bullish self, it was different."
A rodeo worker is dropping a slit bay of hay into the pen. Jared stands to himself and watches the group of bovine males push and shove to get as much as they can. "How simular to the working world, whether human or animal they all grab for as much as they can hoard."
Jared found himself having deep socialistic thoughts, deeper than what most 17 year old's would ever think about. Yet now as a completly different creature he was seeing life from the basic level.
The rodeo worker noticed the Angus bull standing to itself and not pouncing into the feeding. He pointed to Jared and another man came with a cattle prod and zapped Jared's behind.
"Ouch, that hurts as the boyish mind felt the sting the bullish self ran away toward a seperate pen."
Jared now wondered what was next? He turned slowly to keep an eye for the prod not desiring another shock. A rodeo Vet came toward him and Jared felt a rope around his neck. Then someone pulled his tail in another direction, so he could not move. The Vet approached, as he took a blood sample and then shot him with a huge seringe of blue juice.
Jared really had to concentrate on the words he heard the Vet say.
"That ought to make him better for the ring, I just gave him 1500cc of sexual stimulant. He should be so sex crazed and mad that he won't want anything but a cow's pussy, let alone a man on his back."
"Then he will be ready for this afternoon's show? asked the other man. The boss was not sure an Angus bull would perform as a Brama."
"You keep him it here till the 2 p.m. show, he'll be about nuts by then. Hey see what I mean, look at him, his dick is hanging out and skids hard alone the ground, he could screw a thousand cows right now, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha."
Jared's weak human mind had just begun to fight out of a bovine grave, but now he was feeling the lust of a hunderd bulls all at once.
As saliva slopped from his mouth and a liquid cow shit poured out of his butt, a boney tail smeered the acrid crap over his flat butt. He charged the fence with head low, he had to get to his cows! Snorting. pawing the ground the tame boy was now a sex craving 800 pound bull.
Jared was loaded into a gated pen. Screaming crowds, loud speaker ecko and many men grabbing at things around him. This all got him madder yet, he wanted a cow's rear. He needed to satisfy the bovine urge.
"get off my back, You Son Of a Bitch, Raaa Raaa hump kick turn twist, and I'm getting out of here. Snort, where's my cows?