Jake's body still felt of being a steer as he donned the yellow rain slicker coat. As penis swung with still bovine length the medallion worked it's wonders once again.
Jake reached for the black muddy boots to cover his feet for the long walk home. As hands reached the fingers again crumpled down to look once again as hooves.
A moan of horror as he tried to stand erect and gain both humanity and balance. The sound of footsteps coming turned him to face the door and see Lindy walk in.
"Jake your human again, how?" aske Lindy.
A grumbled groan as Jake reached a changing hand toward his once good friend. Lindy gave a gasp of fear as she too saw a human arm changing ever so quickly to look very bovine again.
Suddenly from Jakes grasp fell the Medallion, shinning brightly and showing it's power to both.
"That has such powers?" said Lindy to Jake.
"The slicker, who wore it last?" graoned Jake as best he could speak.
Lindy stood for a minute, thinking hard as it belonged to her Daddy.
"He wore it five years back! It was that tornado stormy night when Maybell went into early labour. Daddy helped deliver Mason the bull calf who grew to be out biggest and best sire. Daddy rented him out till by chance he caught his balls in a rabbit snare. The rope sinched him up tight killing off those big blessed balls. Oh I remember now, Daddy wrapped mason up in the slicker till his mother would nurse him after the storm!" said Lindy.
That coin, it's power, and whatever someone or something wore before! That's it, you become what had worn the slicker last, Mason!"
Jake had good rememberance of being an Angus steer from that afternoon. Now he was getting first hand knowledge of becoming a black Angus bull. As the slicker riped wide the growing bull's chest and shoulders made Jake feel truly beastial again.