As Jeff gets fatter and closer to the end he wonders what is going to happen to him. How could this be what he comes to.
Heading out of his pen he is led into a trailer with several other bulls.
As they pull up to the slaughter house Jeff tries to resist but is soon pulled into the processing station and it put down.
Those evil devious eyes watching as he is cut into pieces and his hide is sectioned off for various items.
But it isn't over.
Jeff can feel every bit of himself. He is still conscious even though that consciousness is disjointed. He feels the steaks that were taken from his body. He can feel the roasts. He can feel the rib meat. He feels it all and he feels his hide being made into a leather fest destined for sale at a gay bar. He can feel a few wallets and belts and even a purse.