My name was when born Kenneth A. Miller. A student of life I was as a salesman. I came today out of some sexual lust to see for myself this crazy carnival. As I entered the thought of turning around to leave even now was the right choice.
Yet I am here, and here is where my life centers. I saw a sign for volunteers and thought I might work in the park. Once in the front door my idea was changed by a foolish choice.
Offered different ways to help science and the park I choose from there list item # 5. Canadian Bovine test and number seven which I was informed meant number six came too.
After much paper work and signing I boarded a window van with four other foolish people. One female and four males made up today's volunteer group. As we traveled to the far end of the park we talked about our choices of work.
I talked at length with Tina, who like myself had the same choices and future.
At last we approached the stables and barn area where we would help out.
Tina and I were walked by two very strong men to the brown painted barn. Inside she and I were put in seperate dressing rooms. A voice came over a speaker and told me to remove street clothes and put on the suit in a box on a shelf above the door.
Taking the box down it was very heavy. As I opened it the sight of reddish brown shaggy fur over a sticky thin skin like substance. In the box was a jar of pinkish cream and it said to rub this on before putting on the suit.
The cream went on cool and felt great. Then pushing my legs into the fur suit the cream made this easy. Pushing first one arm and then the next it felt like a cow hide. A seam in the front folded over itself showing no entry point when closed.
As I stood there looking like bigfoot a shot of burning pain grew over my whole body. "Damn this burns like Hell itself!" It was so painful I tried to pick open the seam, but it was gone.
The burning pain continued as from under the door two pans of brown gunk were slid in by me. I tried the door but it was locked. A voice told me to put my toes in the gunk and stand on tiptoe for five minutes while hanging on the bar above my head.
So involved, I did as told. This cooled the fire on my skin and I relaxed a bit.
Minutes past and I sat down on the stool in the room. Then I saw a glass of juice passed under the door. A note to drink a wait.
"What the hell, so I downed it as a good fool should."
As I finished it one of the big men open my door and in a quick movement jabbed a brass ring through the center of my nose. As he left I screamed and tried to remove the beatial ring.
I sat for hours as my mind asked me questions, yet as time went on thought process waned and I had mood swings. A deep strange feeling of mood coupled with a desire to own or keep what is mine raninto my thoughts.
At last the door opened and the man who jabbed this ring in my nose reached in a clipped a rein to the ring. I stepped out and stood looking up at him. He seemed taller now then before. A sound to the left of me and the other man was standing holding the rein on a fine looking brown beef cow.
The cow bellowed out a Mooo and I found the sound nice in a musical sort of way.
"congratulations to the both of you in volunteering for our Canadian Bovine test, said a pretty blonde woman. The test will be held at our farm outside Winnipeg. The two of you will be trucked there and the Inter-Genius Breeding can begin. Please note that you both signed a ten year contract. I am happy to have such interested volunteers. Once at the farm you will be able to explore the other and all sexual breeding relationships can begin."
I looked at Tina the brown cow as she in turn looked a me the brown bull.