It was late that very night when from the pasture came the sound Ray had heard before. Sitting on the side of his bed he listened to the goinings on, his window open and Daddy in full array.
The wish his Dad now Mule would become a verile real male with balls the size of oranges he was had at work on mare after Jenny, after mare.
A turn to look at the Medallion laying out flat on his chest of drawers he thought how neat it might just be! Jumping up he picked up his trusty Medallion and went feet first out the window.
A quick jog to the barn and he entered the blackness looking for a friend.
If willing dear ole girlfriend Betty Rowe was still a cow in their barn. She'd no doubt remember him and for a one nighter hope he'd consider changing her back to his girl.
Oh but Damn'it Ray was well named as he never changed anyone back unlees it was going to be a problem for him. Soon standing near Betty he held up the Medallion and wished for one night to be one damn fine bull.
Who would tell if they watched or got too close as the sucking noise of a Bull humping a cow kept all the other animals awake. It was as morning's sunshine came above the hills Ray humped his last. The sudden noise of Melvin the farm hand entering the barn bade Ray to drop on all fours.
Mel went right to work and placed feed for all. The sight of this huge bull had him nervous and wondering. A quick grab of his trusty cattle prod had the bull on the run toward pasture and safety.