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The High Cost of Pleasure

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Even as I now stand here in a field watching a pretty blonde girl change to a shaggy donkette I keep remembering my time in her hell.
When the Doc at the research lab gave me a trial run with the Reform Flux formula it gave me a new insight. Those people like the girl I now watch with cruel disconcerning thoughts, we stand back and wait till the thrashing is done.

Thrashing, I remember the same as the Doc locked me into a concrete cell. No chair, no bed, just a light from above and a drain in the center of the floor. I was stripped naked and put in the cell feeling sick to my stomac. Whether it was fear, or the formula I stood calling for someone to free me.

The more I shook at the steel bars in front of the thick wooden door the odd feeling strated to pulse into arms and legs. The black hair and skin on my wrists was the first of much more to happen. It seemed the the fear coupled with a feeling of captivity brought on the rush of terror and change.

In less than an hour my total body skin color changed from pink to jet black. The color and then the texture changed as skin became a dense hide. My skin felt like a heavy blanket covering me and this too made the fear more accute. I walked about the cell shaking my head as it felt dull and as if full of cotton. Hearing became an intense sense and every move I made caused a sound, till soon the number and rush of sounds were making me angry.

Now fear, terror of what was happening and an anger made me thrash about the cell. I must have carried on for two hours before as my fists were pounding at the door I suddenly stopped and looked. Fists, they were nolonger fists but large black cloven hooves. My arms looked more like forelegs and a glance down saw a bulging heavy muscled chest.

I remember standing there calm but in absolute fear of what I saw. My body was now covered in a thick coat of black oily hairs. Arms and hands were obviously changed to bovine as chest, but what else? Indeed as my calm made me think again and reason I took inventory of my body.

Again the rustling sound of hairy arms moving about as I check the flux from human to animal made me reach up. The touch was of long leathery ears, but the view of my arms was split. Odd I thought as one tried to focus on things about but found a blockage. My nose was in the way somehow? Now those hooves touched my face, a face not flat and human. A face and soon to learn the total head of a bull.

I know not why but as I learned of the change in head the thrashing began again. Now snorting and whiping about the saliva poured from the corners of my mouth in long strings. Indeed, had a man saw me he might have thought of an angry buul hving just been ridden in a rodeo.

From then on memories were little or none till the Doc entered the cell with two guards. I looked up from where I was on my knees. Tears, saliva, and a trembling man looked at the Doc as I watched him smile and approach close. My eyes tried to focus on what he had but the it bit into my nostrils with a sharp pain.

"A bull should have a nose ring and now you have joined the bovine world!" stated the Doc. A quick move and I watched as he injected my neck with one large needle filled with a blue liquid.

"You will find the change to be much more complete. I have a new idea for a test which I'm sure you will find interesting. At first to have you as a Minotaur seemed proper, but I was just offered several thousand dollars for a mean demon of a bull for the rodeo circuit. You will do fine and after say a year or so they will return you here for breeding. Once that experiance is done I will reinstate the humanity for the most part." he explained.

So it happened I was led from the cell covered in my urine and manure as a evil black bull with a hatered for mankind. A long year of screaming crowds and fear mixed with anger made me a fine specimen. A black bull was delivered to the P.I.A.R. breeding farm. There with more shoots I was calmed down and allowed to breed with numbers of cows.

As weeks went by the cows had little appeal and I found myself becoming more a man again.


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