Just like that, it had begun, and then an indeterminate amount of time later, it was over. Time seemed to lose its meaning while she was being mated. Like a common, ordinary cow. But now it was over, and Mary couldn't keep her mind off of what had happened.
A good portion of her was horrified. Ashamed, disgusted with herself. How could she have allowed that to happen? What was wrong with her? Why didn't she run away, or fight him off or something? Anything? This wasn't what she wanted, was it?
Another part of her was angry at Nancy for putting her in this predicament. For shacking her up with a bull. Had this been what Nancy planned? Did Nancy want Mary to be mated to her bull? And was Mary just too stupid and cowlike to have seen it until now?
And yet, another part of her... was pleased. Contented, even. It felt good, she had to admit. Hell, it felt fantastic. It may have been the best sex of her life, if she could allow herself to admit that.
"Mmmmrrrooooo..." she lowed, testing her jaw out. Pursing her big cow lips. "Mmrrrrooooaa..."
She changed the sound. She managed to change the sound. Just a little more practice... the bull wasn't interested in her anymore, he'd gotten what he wanted for tonight...
***
Nighttime gave way to day, and Mary did not get much sleep. It wasn't like she really needed sleep. She didn't have to be awake at a particular time, she didn't have any more appointments to keep - she was a cow.
"Gooooood morning, Mary, how are we OH MY GOD!" Nancy's greeting was interrupted as she surveyed the damage the bull had caused in his breakout.
"Oh, God, oh no, Mary, oh, God, I'm such an idiot... did he... oh God, he did, didn't he?"
"Nnnoooaaaaaanccyyy," Mary managed to low out, causing Nancy another jolt of surprise.
"Mary? You can... you can still talk? Mary, did he...?"
"Nooooooeeew boooooooyfriend's name?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Boyfr- oh my... oh. You're... you're OKAY with that?"
"Had toooiiime toooooo think," Mary struggled to say. Talking was so much more difficult like this. Frustrating, even. "Happy, goooooooooooood love."
"This is weird as hell, you know that?" Nancy sighed, scratching her head. "You know this means... calves, right?"
"Want babies. Noooooooo beef."
"No! No. God no, never. I promise."
"Gooooooooood," Mary nodded her head. "Hungry. Want graze."
"Oh, oh, well, yeah, yeah, go ahead... um... his name's Charlie, by the way."
"Gooooooooood. Love Charlie," Mary lowed as she casually strolled out of the barn and into the field.
"Jesus, Mary," Nancy whispered as she watched her former friend now cow head out into the field. "How the hell can you stand it?"