Phil shook his head and stared at the little girl. He wanted to kill her for what he was feeling. Standing in the barn he looked down to see cloven hooves sticking out of the white shirt sleeves.
Black horny cloven hooves, he twisted his fetlocks and stared at the bovine feet. Anna stood watching and smiled as the bull's eyes crossed.
Phil tried to look down the bridge of his muzzel and had a surprised look when a big thick tongue came into view. His lips felt dry from fear and as he licked them the tongue came up over his leathery nose.
Shaking his head Phil noticed the flopping of long bull ears bobbing and touching the furry head. Anger filled his head as he again planned to kill Anna the first chance he dared.
Anna walked around the changing man. Phil still in his black business suit and white shirt looked every bit the bullish saleman he was!
Reaching out his forehooves in supplication and wanting to be free of this curse Phil pleaded for Anna to work a mircle.
"He's begging for it, Anna give him what this and every man deserves, stabbed Circe at Anna's mind."
"Mister Smeed are you willing to show me that you are sorry for being so brash? Anna asked as she rubbed the ring while her thought's where being pricked by Circe.
"That's a nice suit, it would be a shame to ruin it out here in the barn, please take it off said Anna!"
The big brown eyes got wider yet as Phil tried to unbutton his shirt with cloven hooves. Finally Phil pulled and jerked the suit coat, pants, shirt, and shoes off.
Now standing in all his jocky underwear glory he felt the finallity of her curse was coming his way.
"Yea, do it Anna make the wish and send him to a doom of grazing and filling all the cow's sexual needs, do it, do it, pushed Circe!"
"Mister Phillip Smeed, I believe in giving everyone a second chance. You angered me, and as you now see I have a power which can change a person's outlook, HaHaHeHe! I will return you to your sales route for a price, will you pay me that price Mister Smeed?"
Phil looked down at his forelegs and cloven hooves. Then looking at the little girl standing a few feet away rubbing her gold ring. What could he do, damned if he said no to be a bull or damned to do her dance for whatever price she had in mind.
A shake of the great bullish head to answer her with a, YES!
"Close those big brown eyes and stand very still! Now, think of the best personal relationship you ever had with a woman! Keep than thought going in your mind! Mister Phillip Smeed as I clap my hands twice a black Long Horned Bull you shall become!"
"CLAP, CLAP, Now, Right Now you are a bull! As a bull I shall release you in the pasture. There you shall find your most personal relationship's with thirty fine cows. Your job is to mate with each one and when done with your last you shall be almost yourself. Then come to the barn gather your clothes and be gone!"
Opening the pasture gate a hardy young Texas Long Horn bull trotts out to me and relate to his herd. Phil remembered the curse of Anna and suddenly his every thought was on those pretty pink leather pussies waiting, and wanting.
"Oh Anna I would have made him stay there for ever, said Circe!"
"Why Circe, if he does his best for all thirty cows it should take him the better part of a week. Think of a male human now loose as a bull with no morals and no laws. Why in a week if his mind be human at all he should be rightous in getting to be mostly human. But Circe, I think he will fail to keep his human reason and after he mates with his tenth cow the instincts of the bovine bull will wipe all human away!"
"Anna you please me, I'm proud to be inside such a spiteful girl as you, said Circe!"
"Oh better than that dear Circe, If he does keep his reason for living the life of a bull and last the week out then...."
"Then? questioned Circe."
"Then as the man he will walk back to his car. The man he will be but his maleness will remain that of his bullish self. A tail shall remain and a yearly need to be with some longing cow, that is where I would leave such as Mister Smeed, said Anna with her anger showing."