One swift kick from a hind leg had Erick's lover wishing all the more for her sweet touch. As then he ran a short distance with clumbsey leaps and bounds till his udder discomforts slowed him down.
A peering look back was making Erick feel as if running was going to be useless. Plodding along with slow but constant desire was the bull. He was still thinking of self and satisfaction of lusty feelings. Erick stood looking and feeling his new female instinctive drive to spread his legs, brace up, and except the red hot shaft.
"NO, damn it no! I'll choose, me, this body is not what I wanted and I'm not buckling down to be some bulky fucked cow the rest of my life!" grumbled Erick in his thoughts.
As the day wore on Erick found himself in continued situations with the bull some lusty steers, and even a couple of big female cows like himself. The constant urges to graze, to wander, and from time to time feel the passion it is to be a true cow bade him to act as a cow.
Evening came as the lead cow headed for the milking barn as the herd followed in single file. Erick too got in line and as if being part of the herd.
Inside the corral he soon stood trying to keep his sexy butt pointed toward a fence. Snorting his discomforts Erick tried his best to keep those bovine suitor's away. At last it seemed his turn to wander into the milking barn as a farmhand poked at him with a stick.
In the doorway and down the isle, then into the stall where a yoke came crashing down to lock his neck and body in place. A feeling of rank disgust washed over Erick as gloved hands took disinfectant and soap to wash off the udder.
Mooing his dislike of the feeling Erick whipped his tail and tried his best to whop the man back there.
Wide eyed he stood as the man walked up taking Erick's left ear in hand and turned it inside out. He smiled, "I thought you might be, and it seems as if the Doctor's machine still runs and on occasion captures another! I read your name as the machine tattoed it on your ear. Erick, a young boy or maybe a man now caught as a cow, right?" asked the man as Erick oggled him.
A slow nod to reply, yes came from Erick as he was intent on listening to what this man had to say.
A chuckle and a smile on the man's face, then he asked, "Do you like being a simple cow? I expect not as your udder is barely full and that whip of your tail shows me even more. The more is that you unlike others who stepped into that machine came here as dumb animals. If they came here as such they lived on as what their bodies' demanded them to do, understand me?"
Again Erick nodded and then gave a soft moo!
"YOU, your different as if somehow the mental state of being a cow is not built into this cowish head. I suspect that if you remained unbred and kept in the barn for some time you might begin to change back, is this what you would want?" asked the man in so friendly a way.
Once again Erick nodded his delight and became uneasy as he tugged for release from the steel yoke.
"OK, I'll try to help you but first we need to get you milked!" said the man as he went back to working on udder, teats, and cleaning.