The backstage-door opened and in stepped three figures, two of them massive muscular whom Jeff-cow recognized as his minotaur mounters. The third person carried by the two strong bullmen was poor young David.
“Finally didn’t come through” thought Jeff-cow on stage waiting for the fate to come over his friend David.
“Mooooaw, Murrrraaah” came out of Jeff, who desperately tried to warn his buddy; so far he was unable to communicate to his friend nor to reveal his former identity. In his nervousness his tail lifted involuntarily and he dropped a great amount of fluid greenish cow-manure in a puddle on the stage-floor, some splashes spreading over the announcer’s shoes and the minotaur’s hooves.
“So, we have here a pretty young volunteer to join Jeff on stage” continued the announcer unimpressed by the stinking dirty mess on stage, while four strong minotaur-arms positioned David just below Jeff’s enormous rump of a cow.
"Let me go! Please! Let me..." David tried to withdraw from the bullish monsters but was held tight by four massive arms.
“Must be thirsty after his long trip” a grinning announcer exclaimed.
David was too weak, he couldn’t oppose enough forces to the two heavy bullmen, who forced his mouth in position exactly under Jeff’s udder and with some violence they brought unwilling David to swallow one of Jeff’s four teats.
„MMROOO!“ protested Jeff, knowing what to come, but he didn’t dare to move in order not to hurt his buddy with those massive legs of a beast. He let out a bovine moan as he felt the wonderful sensation of milk being sucked out of his swaying udder. It felt so good to have the pressure released. Since his rape he had not yet been milked and his udder must have been bursting with fresh milk.
“Mmm…that feels good, isn’t it?” grinned the announcer as Jeff mooed in pleasure.
David’s mind was a bit clouded by the heavy stench coming from the ugly manure not too far from his head. His body was fixed by four beastly arms and there was no way of getting away. Very slowly he began to suck on the teat in his mouth, which produced a shot of warm milk nearly choking him. Soon there was a stream of delicious milk squirting down his throat. In ecstasy he began to massage his buddy’s udder making more squirts of milk to come out.
Most disturbingly this treatment of his sensitive regions was arousing the cow called Jeff, and he felt his sex go wet. He did not care for he knew he was going into heat.
“What the hell …” the nose of one of the bullmen lifts into the air, he curls outward his upper lip inhaling this inviting scent that causes his cock to emerge from its sheath, a massive fleshy tube dripping precum from the tip. A delightful scent wafted through the air as his partner’s bullcock responded the same way, his throbbing shaft stuck out, swaying in front of him by every movement.
Seduced by the scent of a cow in heat, the two minotaurs immediately let go of David pushing each other to approach Jeff from behind.
This was David’s chance to escape, he crawled from his position and quickly ran away from the stage, hiding in one of the dressing-rooms and waiting for some persecutors. But nothing happened. From the hall, the audience’s loud cheering could be heard, the two sex-minded minotaurs obviously mounting this cow. So he left the building out into the cold night. “What will happen to me” he thought, “will I change too?” as he took off his shirt to examine his body for any changes.