Jake stood looking about as Lindy had scraped up his torn clothes. She looked about for a good place to put them and then sat looking out the barn window as Jake introduced himself around.
Lindy did not wish to touch the rope due to it's strange magical changing of Jake to a steer. As she sat there he Father walked into the barn, and scared Lindy out of ten years growth.
A short conversation was quickly interupted as Lindy's Father noted the new steer. Quickly he went out to check on this new but strange animal. Jake seeing the man coming moved away several times till at last he gave up trying to catch the wary beast.
As Lindy and her Father went from Jake's sight he again approached the others in the corral. All but one was male and the cow was most assuredly in heat. Jake thought it neat to try and mount as a bull might, even if he was only a steer.
One try led to a second and then another, till at last he sunk his pink bovine penis in a juicy cow's cunt. In, out, he went with such sensual delight he actually wished to remain there if he were a bull.
Sundown brought Lindy back to check on Jake. She watched Jake show off as he again cornered and mounted the cow. Laughing at the pagent of bovine love she soon had to leave as her Father called her in for the night.
Jake calmed down as night became very dark. Somewhere in his thoughts he knew he'd need to get the Medallion into his possession if he expected to change back.
Pushing with all his new might the corral fence finally broke when his bovine friend chipped in to help. Trotting into the barn he could smell out his own clothes and there in the pants pocket was the Medallion.
Jake stood for a long time trying to make sounds which would command the Medallion to revert his humanity back to true form. Finally about 3:35am. the Medallion glowed bright and Jake found his humanity returning.
Pains much as before when he changed to the steer now worked him back to his teen self. As dawn broke over the Eastern hills Jake was himself. A pretty cow stood with head low and tail high in hope that Jake would thrill her again.
Jake looked at his last evening's fun and then to the corner of the barn. There hung high up was the brass bell and collar of Mason the sire bull which Lindy's Father owner the past seventeen years. A few steps that way and Jake looked back to the cow and puzzled himself if he should become a Angus bull for life?
Jake stood cold and naked as his clothes were shredded by his first change hours ago. Looking around he took off his rope collar and with Medallion in hand began a search for something to wear.
Nothing, nothing and more of nothing till Jake wandered into Lindy's Father's barn office. Looking around there were red and blue ribbons decorating the walls. Prize winning animals, cows, steers, bulls, all his years of show and the prize each animal won.
A closet offered a black rainslicker, boots, and a woolen blanket.