Bill had moved back to the back area recently. There was simply too much enjoyment in the process of deciding where people should go. Often he felt an almost sexual pleasure. Not only because he got to see so many young naked people. It was also the guilty pleasure of knowing their future was in his hands. He could turn them into simple hogs, meaning they would go to slaughter in a few months time. He could decide to make them breeders which would grant them some years before they would go to the meat packer's. Or, for some, he could opt for pets and zoo animals which was equal to a long and careless life. He liked to decide not only on the basis of the mere biological suitability but he also liked to take a look at the CV information collected about every transformee, a short questionnaire they had to fill in when arriving at the centre and a short background talk he held with every candidate. Sometimes it was really interesting to see what people he had in fornt of him. Also, he liked to vary his attitude. Sometimes he was really nice to his transformess while sometimes he let out his dark side and loved to play some little games. Recently for example, he had sent a vegetraian to become a hog, telling the little hipster he now had a chance to see first hand how cruel it was to slaughter animals for food. On the other hand, a girl had recently been really nice and she had been into horse riding all her life. So he sent her to be a mare although she would have made a really nice cow as well.
Most of the time, he did not only decide but also stayed during the transformation to make sure all went well and saw "his" new animals off when they were loaded for transport to their new owners. This was one of the greatest moments for him, seeing how they went off to their future as animals. Animals they had become through his command.