Jeff stood as a mule's colt a male human wrapped inside a mule body and driven mad by animal instincts. His first whole day seemed as if a month had passed. As the second day evolved his thoughts began to cloud.
Ryan in the meantime had been home. The parents were disturbed by Jeff not coming home all night. A news report of a pervert having sex with a mare and being caught at it made their worry worse yet.
Ryan called Angela and the two went looking for Jeff. The single thought of his special power led them both to the museum and a cornered demon named Zepar.
"Ahh, Elsie 1 and 2 how kind of you two to visit me here all alone! I bet the desire for bovine delights has touched your thoughts and you've come back in hope of joining my herd. Well I for one don't feel too kind for the salting I was sifted to enjoy. So tell me then what is your pleasures?" asked the sly deceptor.
"No demon we came to find out what happened with Jeff. You remember he was granted the ability to arrange people into animals as what you did to me and her." said Ryan boldly.
The yellow eyes of the demon flashed and then blinked softly.
"Dear children of little faith, you think I Zepar would hurt the bright and seasoned Jeff? I think the only one who might hurt him could only be himself. The blessing to which I gave him power to change in this focal plain people and their forms. Those who might be changed will effect the same or simular change on him. Say he did this work upon a person he could not change back himself till the next new moon. His best hope to survive his own powers was to make what changes just before the new moon's phase. Now you look and you hope and you find if you know his thoughts!" the demon spoke and ended up laughing.
Ryan looked to Angela who was by now peering out the dirty museum windows toward her pasture and memories.
Ryan yanked on her arm and dragged her out from Zepar's presence. A look into her young face only proved the deceptions which Zepar could throw.
"You didn't want to go back to being a dumb sex ridden cow did you Angela?' asked Ryan once outside. The evil laughter of Zepar could be heard even from outside the huge barn.
"My passion for those hours of joy and fulfillment was coming over me and Zepar made me wish to be something I was not born to be. The very animal desires were again pulsing in my mind. Oh Ryan, had you not taken me from his presence I might have asked to be a cow again!" said Angela with a whimper and tear.
Ryan seemed to understand Jeff's need for friendship when he was in troubles. If me had made the man on TV news to be a stallion to mares then Jeff might be a stallion too! If he did become a stallion he'd seek out a friend, and the thought of Mr. Boot turned him to walk toward the Gibb's farm.
The gibb's farm was where Jeff took Boot to serve out his life as the draft horse stallion he had finally become. Jeff might have sought to be friendly yet with Boot and gone to see him.
Boot whinnied and pranced to the fenceside. Shaking his great head he was happy to see the two young people. After some time petting and getting to know one another the question of Jeff was raised. The great stallion walked the pair to the main barn but was unable to speak where Jeff was to be found.
A peering look inside the stable produced the sight of dozens of stalls. As luck would have it most of the animals were out to graze their fill. A walk down the center isle proved to be of profit when a mule colt whinnied at their sight. Jeff went wild and pranced about his colt cock swaying around with his moves.
Ryan looked into the dark orbes of Jeff's colt mule eyes but found nothing to suggest how much of Jeff was left after the change. As the three frolicked about in the stall it was Angla who suddenly found Jeff trying to mount her as if she was a mare.
The barn calander hung at the end of the main isle. Ryan took a look at it's information and saw the expected moon's patterns for the month. Four more days and Jeff would change back to himself if only his young mind could grip the thread of human exisistance.