I froze him in place.
"You damn bully, you treat Amanda like she was part of your Harem. Like.." *Heyy, there's an idea. Another way to get back at those snooty cheerleaders.* He thought.
With an evil grin, I looked at Butch. "I know it's more than you deserve, but why do you want Amamda When I'm giving you a harem- the whole damn cheeleading squad!"
Butch blinked in shock as Amanda leaned on me. "Wh-what do you m-mean?"
Amanda giggled "Do it! I never liked the clod."
I crossed my arms "I wish you would join the cheeleading squad as their bull. Further, that you will not breed Ms. Johnson. I'm still trying to figure out how to restore her without causing trouble."
Amanda whispered something evil in my ear.
"Ah, ok. if you impregnate Ms. Johnson, you become her calf, unless I decide something else before then..."
With that we watched as Butch vanished, to reappear naked on the FFA field. He screamed "Damn you freak, yoooOOO..?!" as his body swelled rapidly, his sudden bellow shocking him to silence. A tag apeared on his stretching ear, marking him as mine, along with the cheerleading squad. Horns stretched out of his head as he fell on all fours, unable to stand. Black and white hide spread, marking him as an appropriate breeder for these milk cows of mine as his fingers and toes finished becoming hooves.
Arm in arm, we left Butch to his own devices with the horrified cheerleader hefiers and an older cow, Ms. Johnson.
Amanda asked "Ms. Johnson is ok with Butch, right?"
I nodded "I'm sure he isnt that stupid. I'll try to think of something before he runs out of cheeleaders, just in case..."