BLAT, BLAT, The sound of truck air horns pierced the air. Jared and John walked out to the roadside. Both boy looked at the other in amazement.
There standing on the roadside was a fifty foot long semi cab and cattle trailer. "This way boys this way, shouted the driver."
Jarred stepped up first, "We go in this thing to camp?"
"Sure do young fella, you think ole' Circe would send out a greyhound bus for some half animal creatures? Just what kinda cridder were you last week?"
"An Angus bull sir, I think, can't remember what all happened, said Jarred in a questioning manner."
"Bull, huh well you and the other cattle type rides on the back of the trailer. Sonny as for your memory I suggest you try not to remember anything this week as well. Hell I seen those who ask to remember all and, well some go home thinking like animals and some stay on with the camp as animals, best you get in."
"I was a Ram, sir said John with a smile."
"Rams get in here, and try not to get all wild if I pick up and ewes!"
As John climbed aboard he could see a Palamino girl at the far front of the trailer. Waving at her, he saw her give a short wave back, it was Jennifer!"
On the big truck drove down many a country mile picking up many more so to be campers. Jarred watched from his rear view seat as they picked up eight ewegirls, three horseboys, one ponygirl, and one donkeyboy who looked almost complete donkey.
No sooner than the donkeyboy climbed on board then a ruckus started up front. Screaming and kicking a real fight was on.
"Hey what the Hell is going on in there, yelled the driver?"
Opening the front side door he jumped up and stopped to stare. Our newest rider donkeyboy was engroused in mounting the ponygirl. He was fully buried in her vulva with his donkey cock as soon as he came in the trailer.
The driver pulled out a spray bottle of some blue potion and sprayed it on the donkey's balls and groin. The donkeyboy screamed and fell to his back as if in terrible pains.
As he pulled out of the ponygirl's cunt and lay on the trailer deck moaning, the driver sprayed his cock and full groin again. "There you fuckhead donkey, damn creatures know three things eat, sleep, and fuck everything in sight!"
I was told, even though I did not witness but donkeyboy change to donkeygirl. The spray melted away his maleness and soon he stood as a she donkey.
So as the truck continued on it was the plaesure of two fine horseboys to rape the new donkeygirl, this somehow seems so right!"
It was almost dark when the truck pulled into the front gate of "Circe's Summer Camp." I noted alone the driveway a smaller sign, "Circe's Home for Unwanted Animals."
It took over an hour before I was unloaded off the baack of the trailer. I rode the whole way alone as the only Angus bullboy.
We all lined up as Circe came out to greet us and give us a bottle of "Camp Elixer."
I was shown to a fairly clean stall with a cot and two big buckets of water. As I looked around the faraway memory of that same stall was were I earned one blue ribbon for best' bull at show.
I was tired and laid down on the cot. I spied the bottle of Camp Elixer setting with my satchell. I was thirsty and it was cold because it was running condensation down it's sides.
Getting up I reached over and opened the sweet smelling liquid. One swallow and then two, three, four more. "MMMMMM, this stuff tastes just grrrrrmmmmmMMOOOO!"
The room darkened, yet not because the lights went out. My eyes felt as if forced shut and then a numb feeling.
I felt something poking my thigh and a voice ordering me to get up. Finally my mins started to work alone with what was being expected of me. Rising up I climbed to all fours. Looking around and behind my broad shoulders was the body and hindquaters of a black Angus Bull.
Again I stood as a bull. As mind and body tried to work in agreement, I was prodded out of my stall and into a pasture. I bellowed at the old man pushing me along with a cattle prod.
As my head turned forward the realization of my weeks work was directly in front of me. Dozens and dozens of sleepy eyed cows stood looking at me and I at them.
"Hey, the Camp Director says if you get these pregnant by weeks end you can go home. She also warns that being lazy will keep you here all summer, so get to your public relations!"
I stood there looking a dozens of wrinkled leathery cow cunts and felt a little overworked.