"Oh yes. We will make you a big bull, just a few punds short of slaughter weight. Well, er, not really bull, steer of course. So don't think you get your balls back, haha!" With a few clicks, Jeff found himself morph entirely. His body grew to immense dimensions, he put on hundreds of pounds and felt his body move into a muscular bovine form. His surroundings changed as well. He was no longer in the pigsty but in a large barn, in a row with many other steers and found himself munching on some dry proteine feed. "Yummy, that looks good." The voice mocked him. "I just wonder what one could do to you, my beefy steer. You know, there is so much valuable on you. There is your wonderful leather. Soon you could be a designer shoe, or a car seat, or a handbag. And all that meat on your bulky form. To me, you're no longer an animal. I just see steaks, stews and Sunday roasts. Well, but not yet. I think you got a bit of time left to put on some more weight. And I will be there with you. I will explain to you in detail what cuts you will render. And of course how exactly you will be slaughtered. I want you to know what will happen to you at the butcher's. But for now I'll let you enjoy dinner, my little Steak-Steer!"