A city girl Ramona had little knowledge of bovine behavior. As her car sped away she bent her neck to get a look at the body she was now. Remembering that when she was talking to her bullish self it was reddish and white. However she found herself color blind and viewed life in shades of light to dark gray.
Strange urges and feeling ran into her human thoughts. Her memory seemed intact yet movement was more controlled by bovine thoughts. Speech was only as mooing, while she could reason the bovine instincts came and wiped the thought way. Ramona felt uncoordinated and lumbered along. The boney but powerful tail swatted across her naked hairy rump, and swung back and forth as she walked.
Fingers and toes were hooves, cloven and mobile. Yet stiff and numb, she wiggled them just for play. A full feeling as her bladder reached it's peak load. Lifting her tail and then dropping it she felt humiliated as to pee in the view of others. Looking around not a cow or person it sight she began to push her diaphram as the tail rose, a hardy stream of sour smelling urine puddled below her belly.
"What a strange sensation, she thought." Being a woman and now a bovine plus a bull she had a new experiance, that seemed to bring joy.
"I could get used to this body, she thought," and just as fast bebuked her thought, wanting to be human and not a dirty bovine.
All this time George Freemire drove along enjoying freedom from bovine existance. Human was better to him than even male or bovine. As he drove thoughts of his bank job and the funds that he found missing went over and over.
Trying to remember that his name was Ramona and not George was difficult. Checking the bank CEO Chapel was in his office. George had a plan, "Afternoon Mr. Chapel, I would like for you to acompany me to the auction sight, you might clear up some questions."
After much arguement the CEO and Ramona drove back to the Wilkinson farm. As the they arrived Ramona the bull stood still near to the place she had transfered to bovine.
Walking the CEO toward the standing bull, Ramona-George pulled a gun out of her purse. Pointing it at Mr. Chapel, "I know how you moved the money and you framed George Freemire to take the fall."
Mr Chapel's eyes glared at the foolish woman. "I think you have lost your mind, dumb female intuition, what next?"
"Catch the ring, That's it hold it nice now turn and look at that sorry bull there. Remember I have the gun, say to the bull, I wish to be as you for my evil ways and you shall be me!"
"What kind of stupidity, I won't, said the CEO!"
Klick, klick, as the gun's hammer cocks back ready to fire a shot into Mr. Chapel's head. "Say it or your dead!"
As Mr. Chapel completed his last wish a new testament in his exsistance was written.
"MOOOOOOOOOOOO, MOOO, MOO, MO, MO!"
"I'm him, I'm Mr. Chapel, and your me, oh thank you I didn't like being a bull, Ahh now what, said Ramona in the CEO's body."
Picking up the ring Ramona/George said to Mr. Chapel/ Ramona "I wish we could exchange bodies you me and I you!"