"Rob, I feel, oh- my pecs are swelling and drooping," Tom gasps. He drops to all fours and starts moaning.
Rob watches as Tom grows larger, horns sprout from his head, his hands and feet reshape into hooves, and a tail swishes from his backside. The swelling breasts migrate southward from Tom's chest area toward his shrinking manhood.
"Looks like I'll be having some farm fresh milk with breakfast," Rob chuckles. He adds, "But first...mooove over Tom, you're about to meet a minotaur."
"Minotaooor?" moans Tom as his nose and jaw painfully push outward. He rolls his eyes pleadingly.
"Sad cow eyes? Haha, they only make you look sexier to me now," says Rob out of his horned bull's head.