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Greg was getting a bit tired of bouncing between beginners jobs, but most career based jobs require a pretty high level of experience he most certainly does not possess. His eyes are a deep blue that almost look purple in certain lighting and his hair mid-length and bound in a small, tight ponytail at all times. Greg is very buff since his pass times are working out and listening to audio books... and listening to audiobooks while he works out tends to extend his workout sessions unintentionally. He had several girlfriends when he was in school, but since setting out to bounce between jobs he hasn't really had the time to chase and skirts. Women flirt with him from time to time, but nothing ends up coming from it.

His current job was helping on a nearby dairy ranch- the owners of the ranch were getting on in age so could not tend to the cows like they used to, and this is a mom-and-pops sort of operation; so these bovine were used to a caring human touch rather than being tossed around like a sack of beef, like an automated dairy would do. He is strong so moving equipment around and shoveling manure into composting heaps isn't hard for him. The women working there are the ones tending to the teats of all the bovine ladies.

And that is why Greg isn't as disgruntled by the lowly position of his current job. There are four other workers on the dairy that the old man hired and the smallest still has C cup breasts with nipples so aggressive it always looks like they are trying to spear their way out of her shirt. Another with perfect C cups and sandy brown hair to her friggen kneecaps! Her hair is so long she ties her hair up with her hair- she doesn't need an actual hair tie. Then another with a wobbly set of DDs- real quiet woman but Greg has caught her glancing at him often with her ice-blue eyes. Then the one he had his eyes glued to himself is Bethany- her hair dyed a navy blue with a streak of neon pink to one side bordering her face. Her breasts were contained better than the other women so her nipples never visible through the fabric, or a slight hint of flesh tone peeking through her top when she gets sweaty working on the dairy- however her tits must be in the range of H cups because even in her very large sportsbra under her shirt- her tits are so soft and huge that they billow out the top slightly, creating a muffin-top shape when she leans forward.

Bethany did not glance his way or flirt back, but she smiled often and seemed to roll with it- not directly shutting him down ever. When he asked to add her on social- she agreed. Trying to be suave; Greg even seen she was running late one day with milking and offered to help... which actually turned into a lesson for him on how to milk, and caused her to run just as late if not take even longer than if she just did it herself.

Greg bent down and immediately grabbed the teat- the cow let out a grunt and turned to him a moment before looking back forward and then snorting softly.

Bethany sighed, gently swatting his hand away from the cow. "Boy if you handle women like you handle cows..."

"What?"

Bethany put her warm palm on the back cleft of the udder and gently pet the smooth, rubbery skin. After a few moments the cow spread her back legs slightly.

"You grab her tender bits immediately before she even realized you were going for her and startled her. If she tenses up the milk isn't going to flow. There are muscles in the udders that hold the milk in- otherwise they would just drip constantly. If the cow is tense, her muscles are tense, and the milk can't get out. The only way the milk gets out is if those muscles loosen up and let it go."

Greg embarrassingly tented his pants a bit watching Bethany gently caress the cow's udders. Bethany sighed and just tried to ignore it. Greg gently took the teat and squeezed it, but only a single drop fell from it. Bethany went to reach down and show him how to do it, but seeing he was clearly doing something wrong, Greg tried to correct himself first. He gripped the teat and tugged down on it- but his grip was too firm which blocked the path.

Bethany put a hand on her hip. "Her calf no longer needs her milk, but think of how he was getting it when he did. He isn't biting her teat, he only squeezes with his lips firmly enough to form a seal and hold it in place- all the actual force on the teat is downward from his sucking. You just hold the teat with your hand- you pull down."

Since it took her longer to finish up with Greg; the two of them were left to make sure all the stalls are properly closed so the cows don't wander, and clean everything up for the day. Everyone else had already left and the old couple was already cooking their dinner in the house. Greg had no complaints- every time Bethany picked something up it squished her boobs against her torso, causing the tops to stretch the opening of her sports bra further open and billow up more in the gap. They probably don't even make sports bras in her actual cup size. He thought he was being coy, sneaking glances are her wobbling assets- Bethany knew he was looking, she just chose to ignore it rather than cause conflict. He might be helping her for all the wrong reasons, but at least he is still helping.

Greg thought this was the perfect chance- when the two of them were closing up the barn to leave he stopped her. "Hey... so, I was wondering, do you... have a boyfriend?"

She smirked. "Why, do you want to ask him out?" She sighed when he definitely did not laugh at her joke. "I don't. You know when you added me to your social page- I can see posts you made BEFORE you added me, right?"

He started to get nervous, scanning his memory for a post that may have upset her, but he generally forgets about his posts minutes after making them. "Uhm, y-yea?"

She took out her cell phone and started scrolling through his past posts. "What was that one the day you got hired here? You were very eager to fuck all your co-workers, or something like that?"

"OH, woah, n-no, it- uh..."

"Oh here it is- 'Been bouncing between jobs for years now and have never had'- you typed 'had' backwards somehow by the way- 'a job where every staff member is as bonerific as this place. Can't wait to take home one of these lovelies and I don't even care which one!' Hmm."

"We-"

"Sounds like you really value our personalities."

"I-"

"Also bonerific is definitely not a word."

"Okay, but li-"

"And you've been eyeing us up rather frequently. I will have you know Sammie is nervous around you because of it." Oh, so she wasn't glancing at him so frequently because she likes him- she was keeping an eye on him because he makes her uncomfortable. "And you've been ogling me all evening today too. Look. Thanks for the help, but, I have no interest in an overly horny guy who objectifies women."

"Wooaaah- woah. I don't-"

"The answers no, Greg. It is fine, I am not mad or anything, it is whatever, but my answer is definitely still no."

She walked away to leave and Greg let her get a head start just because he was too stunned to know how to react, but when he did; he scrambled to catch up to her and stop her again before she got away.

"That is just social media! I don't take it seriously, I just type whatever, y'know? Just because I am bad with words doesn't mean I am a bad person."

Bethany grunt in frustration, stopping to turn around suddenly and putting her hand out to hold him back. "Fine, if you think you aren't at all like that- I can test you easily enough. I have access to some magic- I can put a curse on you that will prove whether you are in control- or your boner is."

He cocked an eyebrow. "Oookay..."

"Are you sure? I have limited access to spells, so if you fail the test completely I am not wasting even more on you to turn you back."

"Right... yea, sure." Now he was second guessing his choice in women- this nut job actually thinks magic is real?

"Okay then- I curse your lust to turn into a beast. If you are in control this shouldn't matter because the curse does not affect you- only your lust." Both of them jumped slightly at the loud splintering sound as one of the gemstones in the many rings she wore burst apart into a vibrantly colored dust. "Well, that one is spent." She pulled the hollow ring off and pocketed it- the band part is still gold, so she can pawn it off.

She got in her car and left just ahead of Greg, leaving him yet again a little stunned. Magic? Yea right. But why did the ring explode? Are all of those rings supposed to be magical? Eh, whatever. She apparently thinks he is some horny puppy- running around humping the legs of whoever walks near. Well... he is extremely horny, and his standards probably have lowered considerably... but that is because it has been so long since he got some real action!

That night after dinner, Greg settled down and decided to work off another boner to wind down for the day. Accidentally popping a boner at work- especially now- would be rather inconvenient so best not leave it alone. He remembered the sight of Bethany's massive tits so close to him as he worked with her earlier that evening. As he masturbated he started to feel unusually pent up, his balls almost felt like there was an outward pressure in them, like he could somehow feel his load building! He was too busy enjoying the feeling to notice his balls actually grew a bit each time they rocked up and down in his scrotum, though the growth was uneven and also caused their shape to deform slightly. When they drew up; he erupted an unusual amount of cum! Usually it just pools on his stomach and navel but his urethra stretched wide to let out thick blasts and he completely overflowed off either side of his midriff! The cleft of his abs completely filled with his hot goo. Each blast was stronger and there was more of them- so his orgasm was both stronger and longer, increasing the volume by at least four times what he could normally do!

He had to change the sheet and get cleaned up before returning to bed, but it was worth it for the sudden increase in pleasure. Is that what Bethany's spell is supposed to do? If that is what it does- he wouldn't mind a few more curses, haha. Only after getting cleaned up did he notice his balls felt heavier, and the scrotum seems larger- his nuts hang lower than normal. He grabbed up the loose flesh and squeezed between his fingers, drawing his balls up higher before hefting them a bit, smiling at the weight. Damn, he felt real good tonight. Greg did not notice his testicles' shape is not quite right. Normally they are longer than they are wide; his are currently wider than they are long.

It would seem his body was not nearly as satisfied as he was, for when he fell to sleep his dreams were wildly erotic- a blur of sexual feelings and scenes changing too frequently to have any discernible cohesion. Not only is he surrounded with beautiful women at work- those cows have their massive udders swinging around under them which is oddly appealing too; especially when compared against the bouncing breasts around them. On top of that; masturbating that night had felt unusually good, and was basically the last thing he did before going to sleep. It was no wonder his dreams were erotic.

He unconsciously started to thrust his new erection into his sheets under him, smearing them with pre while he slept. His pubic hair started to fall out around his cock and all across his balls. The scrotal flesh started to thicken, causing the skin tone to also darken a shade, and his balls enlarged again slowly as they were doing laps in his ballsack back and forth. Their shape however also deformed even further.

Greg woke up the next day and was oblivious to the damp, sticky spot on the bed where he had been rubbing pre all night. He unsurprisingly woke up with a raging boner too. When he slid his legs off the side of the bed to get up, he certainly noticed his balls' weight slap against his thigh- halfway to his knees! That was unusual, though not at all unpleasant. He would however have to be real careful- if he sits down too quickly without pants on to control where they swing, he could end up accidentally sitting on his own balls. He felt incredibly pent up- unknowingly due to him thrusting into his bed all night working himself up but never enough to actually release. His actual prostate was now almost twice the size it's supposed to be, and fully engorged with fluid. Greg was groggy and it did not seem that far off from normal, so he was fully prepared to ignore it, but unlike usual his erection was not going away. In order to use the toilet he had to stand a half foot back and basically bow forward, putting his hips back in order the aim the stream because his cock was too stiff to aim!

He decided to work off his boner again before work, trying to tame the beast. It felt as if he had not cum in ages, and he hit climax unusually fast! His urethra again stretched to accommodate the volume of the powerful jets of cum and his orgasm lasted just as long as the night before, except as it was tapering off- his balls rolled slightly and then lifted back up to once again grind on his pelvis- and his orgasm returned to full strength! He was caught completely off guard and almost stumbled backwards onto the floor! He came as strong and as long as before- but twice in a row!

Greg's thoughts were a jumble for a few moments after, he was just breathing heavily and braced partially on the wall behind himself, half wondering if he would suddenly orgasm a third time out of the blue the moment he attempted to stand up straight again. It was now he grabbed his elongated scrotum and reeled up his balls to examine them, and immediately had a mini-panic attack because they felt nothing like they normally do! The shape was completely wrong! It took him several minutes of feeling them through the loose scrotum to determine that they had essentially doubled. He has four balls- but they are fused in the middle; the new balls grew out, off of the old ones. Was this part of her curse?! She said nothing about giving his nuts the power of mitosis! His scrotal flesh was also oddly smooth, for how loose it also is- the creases and crinkles in the flesh that would normally be there are mostly smoothed out, plus the pubic hair is entirely absent.

Okay, so, something is definitely happening to him. He needed to act casual though- if Bethany found out she would probably be taunting him with it. It is supposed to only affect his lust, right? But he already got off, so now the changes should fade away. So Greg decides to do his best to ignore the changes. He would just pretend like nothing has happened to him so Bethany doesn't get the satisfaction and if he doesn't pay attention to his junk it should just go back on its own.

The work day went pretty normal, though Greg did feel a bit absent minded, and snapped out of a daze a few times as he felt himself slowly approaching an erection after spacing out looking at one of the women! He also noticed Bethany glancing at him occasionally- likely trying to read his face to determine if her curse is doing anything yet. Slowly as the day went on his scrotum seemed to tighten, lifting his balls close to his body again- so the changes are reversing, just... really, really slowly. His repeated almost-erections probably did not help.

It was mid-afternoon when Piper needed his help. She is the woman with large, aggressive nipples capping her C cups. She definitely does not wear a bra, because those nipples are perfectly imprinted into the front of her shirt almost constantly. The trouble now is that she is rather petite, but the ladder up into the loft of the barn broke, so she cannot get to the equipment stored up there. So rather than stand around doing nothing, she got Greg to help. He crouched down and Piper climbed up onto his back, placing her legs over his shoulders. As soon as he started to stand up with her on his back, she scoot forward and unintentionally pressed her pussy into the back of his neck! She is wearing a knee-length skirt, which pushed up by his head, so the only thing between his neck and her plump little mound is the thin stretchy fabric of her panties. She then told him to brace himself and she very carefully started to stand up with a foot on either of his shoulders, finally getting high enough to grab some of the equipment out of the loft. Greg however could not help but look straight up while Piper was distracted- giving him a perfect view of her pussy lips imprinted in her panties.

Greg gasped and wobbled a bit, causing Piper to brace herself and remind him not to move! He felt pent up again, but also as he was getting a boner from looking at her panties he started to get a bizarre pleasure, far back, close to his butt but not quite. The pleasure caused his erection to complete itself rather quickly. He had no idea what this new feeling even is- he never felt pleasure from there before, and also he isn't even touching himself!

Piper noticed the odd expression on his face when he let her back down and asked if he was okay. He just told her his shoulders were a bit stiff and that he would need to go do some stretches. So Piper took the tools and pranced off to resume her work, and Greg slipped away quickly to the very back of the barn where the bricks of straw were stored to use as bedding for the cow's stalls. He wedged himself between the stacks to the very back where no one would look, and immediately opened up his pants, already panting. His cock was dripping pre consistently and bouncing up and down as if agreeing to something. He kept feeling the electric pleasure jolts, and every time he felt one it seemed to be in a slightly different location, moving through him. He took his shaft in his hand and very gently started to stroke it. It spurt even more pre and Greg moaned softly, leaning forward so his forehead rest against the back wall and his butt on the straw wall behind him.

His balls were doing jumping jacks in his scrotum and the flesh there darkened another tone, now looking a bit off compared to the rest of him. His eyes went wide as the pleasure surged again and he actually felt an object moving inside of him! It shoved up into him behind his taint!! Then another surge and it was inside of his taint! He quickly dropped his pants lower and reached up under himself to felt along his perineum and felt a tapered bulge at the very back, before the muscle sloped into his anus! However touching the bulge felt good and another surge went off! His dick spit a gob of pre hard enough it almost looked like he was ejaculating and the bulge inside of him penetrated even further! Now it was sliding out slowly rather than in sudden bursts, which meant the pleasure did not spike as high but now also did not stop. He felt it stretching him further and further open as well as shoving itself further up, plugging his insides! It bent up behind his balls and his dick started to wobble with the frequency of a vibrator turned to 11. It was IN his cock! He could feel it at the very base! Wait, how was the pre getting out if there was an object blocking the path? His hips bucked unintentionally and he gasped softly every time now as it shoved forward a bit further, then slid back a tiny bit, then shoved further again. The urethra bulged obscenely huge and pre flowed out like a broken faucet. With a quiet *smeck* sound, the slit in his glans opened up on its own, causing his urethra to fully yawn open the entire length of his shaft and then the object within caused him to shiver in pleasure as it shoved even further- emerging from the tip of his dick! It penetrated him all the way through!

Greg gawked at it drooling pre for almost a minute before he realized what it must be. The pre is not coming out of his dick- it's coming out of the invading object... which means... it's also a dick. There is a dick inside of his dick, but this one comes to a tapered point and a very slight hook at the very tip. Thanks to being on a dairy ranch literally right now- he recognizes this as the phallus of a bull. He took his penis into his hand again this time gingerly, like tending to a wound. He felt so pent up and needed to get off- there is no way he could walk around with this thing sticking out of him, dumping pre constantly. If he even attempts to pull his pants back on they will be soaked within seconds.

Greg gently stroked himself, afraid to grip it with any sort of strength in its current state. He immediately convulsed from the intensity of the pleasure. The pleasure exploded through his hips and made his entire body shiver in a wave out from that point. The bull penis is also technically his- so he currently has two dicks. Since one is inside of the other, stroking one also strokes the other at the same time! His human penis is being rubbed on the inside by the bull penis, and the bull penis is being rubbed on the outside by his human one! It is like he is masturbating, frotting, and sounding all at the same time! Pulling back on his outer cock causes the inner one to emerge further, and then suck back deeper in when he lets go; because the there is less friction between his hand and the inner phallus.

Greg is practically cross-eyed moaning in pleasure as he masturbated hidden in the back of the barn. He edged himself back several times when he felt himself approaching climax too quickly from the intense pleasure. He wanted to feel this longer! It was such a unique feeling and so, so pleasurable. It was not till he noticed his balls starting to turn in his scrotum that he needed to get off faster! His old balls rotated forward and up slightly as the weight of the new balls growing off their backs increased! His old balls remained the same, while the new ones started to swell bigger and heavier- becoming more bovine! The longer he remains in an aroused state the more love-drunk his mind gets and the more severe the changes are! As much as he wanted to savor the strange moment, he did not want these invading parts to overwhelm his normal bits. Luckily thanks to the mind-numbingly powerful pleasure it was not at all hard to get off once he actually put his mind to it. The amount he came this time was as much as his double-orgasm the other night, except now there was no definition between one wave and the next, it was just one continuous orgasm. After he orgasmed the bull phallus immediately sucked into his dick and vanished deep inside of himself- softening faster than his human cock did. His balls however remained very lopsided, and the scrotum's slight regression from earlier has been undone.

Now he was very distracted the rest of the day. On one hand he was a bit panicked that Bethany's magic actually worked, and he somehow had a bull living inside of him now. On the other hand... it was the most amazingly pleasurable thing he ever felt, and he wanted to do it again.

That night he found his erections were a lot harder to ignore now. Every time he started to get an erection from looking at or even thinking anything sexy; his bull phallus also woke up. The problem there is that in order to erect itself, the bull penis needs to travel the entire length of his current cock from the inside- rubbing the two of them together. So it creates its own pleasure every time it moves, which then makes it even harder to not get a full erection. The only way he found to effectively stop it was to fold one of his legs under himself and sit on it so his ankle is pressed into his taint- blocking the path of the bull penis. Once it hits the obstruction it gets jammed, which feels very uncomfortable, and that uncomfortable feeling causes it to regress again. That unfortunately only works if he is able to sit down in the first place... which makes him wonder how he is going to fair at work tomorrow. He did not notice that all those close call erections that night also had a minor effect on him. His muscles getting a bit more bulbous, and a thin line of fur now grew in the cleft of his balls- looking to replace his pubes with red-brown fur, the color of red clay.

His dreams were a blurry mess of erotic scenes again, and once again he soaked his bedding with pre, waking up to see a pink pillar wobbling over him, holding the sheet almost a foot off his actual body! Greg sat up immediately in fear. In the barn the other day the bull phallus stuck out of his dick about two and a half inches, while completely filling it internally. Now there was almost two feet of candy pink cock jutting out of his human penis- the human urethra stretched obscenely wide to allow it all to pass through! The bull phallus is too stiff to allow his human penis to buck when it throbs, so when it throbs his human penis just pulls tighter around the bull phallus, as if trying to suck it off from the bottom! There are a few pale violet veins visible under the pink flesh, but the veins of a bull phallus are not bulbous- they do not project from the surface.

As much as Greg wanted to ignore it- it is so enormous that he does not know how to even get out of bed without smacking it against literally everything. So much of it is outside of his dick that even if it started to go soft, the feeling of it sliding against his other cock is going to make it return to fully erect immediately. The longer it remains out, the more dominant his lust is going to become as well- he has to beat off to get his lust to go to sleep again.

The actual bovine phallus was too sensitive and the flesh too taut on the surface to grab and jack like you would a human penis- so he grabbed his human dick and masturbated both penis at the same time till he got enough pre smeared onto his other hand to slide along the bull cock further up- since it was definitely a two-handed weapon at this point. Again the tension inside built the pleasure quickly toward orgasm without much effort, but there was a feeling of increasing pressure elsewhere as well. He could feel his tail bone slowly growing, and the size of his balls increasing- gently pushing on his inner thighs for room! Because of how long the dick is; when Greg climaxed and thrust his hips up into the air- the cum actually missed both him and the entire bed, hitting the wall over the head of the bed and running down the wall instead. The bull dick shrank much faster than his human one again, but this time seemed to recall to his human penis and then slow down- making his human penis look obscenely thick for a few minutes because there was an entire additional flaccid dick inside of it. He groaned at the damage to the rest of his body though. His tail bone was now unusually long, though still short enough that most people would not call it an actual tail. His testicles were absolutely massive now! Or, most of them was anyway. The half that were his human balls remained unchanged, however they were now cradled by bull testicles at least three times their size. Without clothes to hold it up, his scrotum hangs the massive nuts at level with his knees! The layer of fur has now consumed them and the base around his balls and cock, but the fur is only a few centimeters long in the cleft of his balls, it's extremely short everywhere else- though dense.

Well... that sort of seems unfair. He cannot control what he dreams about, and his body's reaction to that. Until he passes her little test he is going to transform at least a little bit basically every time he goes to sleep. Granted that should wear off over the day... as long as nothing else compounds it. Being surrounded by beautiful women at work makes that easier said than done.

Greg was hyper-aware of his balls shuffling around slowly in all the loose scrotal flesh, stuffed in his uncomfortably tight underpants. He had to dash away from the other workers several times, feeling what might be the start of an erection coming on and having to flee to prevent it. He had less to dodge today at least- Sammie the tall dark and beautiful one is off work today... although that also meant they were short a woman, so today Greg had to milk some cows too. He was fine with that- without the women around he could just concentrate on the cows and not worry about getting unintentionally aroused. Bethany already taught him how to milk them properly the other evening.

Greg plopped down onto a stool and placed the bucket, looking down the row of cows he was assigned to do. Those are real big udders- it doesn't seem like that much but they hold a lot of milk, they won't drain easily. The moment he went to touch an udder he paused and remembered Bethany gently petting it to calm the cow, but as soon as he did that he kept thinking about how much like a pair of boobs it feels like. Well... it technically IS boobs- just a four pack of animal tits. Each segment like a watermelon. They get really veiny toward the base, trailing fat pink veins up the underside- the milk veins which connect the udder directly to the heart with their own personal supply of blood. Greg started to space out, patting the silky soft, rubbery skin.

He snapped out of it and groaned as he felt a pleasure building in his crotch again. *Oh no, not again!? It is a COW! It isn't even a woman, c'mon!*

His entire body stiffened in confused worry as he felt a warm tingle up his body. A moment later his muscles started to gently clench, then harder, then harder and swell a tiny bit! Because they all increase at once he can actually hear the stretching tissue quietly! His muscle mass is increasing! The veins trapped between muscle and the surface skin tightened and bulged. He went to fold his leg under himself to cut off the phallus but it raced up past his taint, preventing that from working. He grabbed his dick and pushed into the urethra at the base with his index, cutting off passage there. The bull phallus only paused for a moment and then forcefully rammed against his fingers! He was so startled he fell off the front of the stool, but because he is so close to the cow he knocked the stool back as he collapsed onto all fours! The cow just looked at him curiously.

He tried to stand up again but all his muscles pulsed tight, locking his body in its current position for a moment as they swelled! The bull penis emerged from his own dick and wedged between him and his pants, using its turgidity to pull the waist of his pants off of him by an inch! Greg started panting, gawking at the udder only inches from his face, though also shook his head.

*N-no. I am not into... this. I am a man not a beast! I won't give in.*

Greg remained on all fours stubbornly- not lifting his hands to tend to the mutant dick. He groaned loudly as it emerged more and more, inch after inch, but then suddenly slid backwards back into him! It did not even go soft, it just full-reversed.

*Did... did I do it? Did I win?*

A moment later it slowly but forcefully slid back forward, emerging again nearly a foot! It slowed to a stop a little over a foot exposed before burbling up some pre and then reversed again! But it still did not go soft. It started to emerge AGAIN! His balls started to lift slowly and drop down heavily over and over from the pleasure and Greg's eyes went wide as he realized what was going on! The bull inside of him- his lust made manifest- it is quite literally fucking him. He isn't touching it, so it's using the friction of cock-on-cock to get itself off, it's fucking him from the inside out! Bethany cursed his lust to turn into a beast- a side effect of that is that a beast has a mind of its own, so the more power it gains, the more it is able to think for itself and potentially defy him! His dicks made sloppy, quiet wet squelching sounds as they rubbed together in a precum coated mess. Every time the bull shaft emerged fully it stuck a little further out, approaching the over two feet of shaft he had wobbling out of him when he woke up that morning before finally it erupted cum all over the floor with enough force to make audible splashing sounds as each jet pounded the floor!

The bull phallus shrank away again as his lust lost consciousness again. Greg remained stunned for over a minute before scrambling to get something to clean up the mess he made before someone else spots him. His clothes were tight now from all the muscle growth; he really looked beefy now. His muscles were not entirely settled either, they felt like they needed a good stretch but he did not at risk of encouraging them to grow still larger. Now he really had to avoid Bethany- if she seen him now she would immediately know something was up. He didn't want her to think he was losing, even if he so far IS.

Greg groaned, looking down the row of cows again and hustling to start milking them- already starting later than he should have. He had to hurry- he has no interest in cows but his lust is turning into a bull; which is very much attracted to cows. After orgasm, his lust becomes completely comatose, so it's entirely unaware of anything in the outside world for at least a short while. The only way he is going to be able to milk these bovine is if he does it before his lust wakes back up. Even if he does not masturbate himself- his lust can use him as a cocksleeve and just get itself off on him, which means he cannot stop it. What is he going to do? Grab the dick to hold it still? It will just slide in and out of his hands and get off even easier.

Even deliberately trying not to think sexy thoughts while milking was making it difficult! He was trying not to draw any parallels to human breasts, but in doing that he was technically thinking of human breasts. Greg managed to milk half of them before struggling. He felt the unintentional pleasure as the bovine phallus started to wake up and tried to slowly slide out. He sat so the edge of the stool was wedged against his perineum, preventing the second dick from passing through.

Bethany peeked in on him on her way past the barn. "Dang, still here? Not taking so long because you sprouted a tail or nothing?" She grinned at him.

He looked at her trying to cloak his nervousness. "N-no. I am fine. Just... this isn't usually my job, so."

"Oh, yea. Well we are already done, so we wrapped up on our end... you good to lock up the barn yourself?"

"Oh... yea, sure."

He did not even notice till now that the sun was at the far end of the sky already- it was the end of the day and he still had half a row of cows to empty out! Looks like he will be working overtime- but at least he won't have to worry about the women distracting him; they are going home. Sitting on the edge of the stool was making his entire crotch numb from cutting off the blood flow, but he could only let up off it long enough to get the feeling back before both his dicks started to swell and he had to cut it off again. He also had to get up to move over to the next cow. One cow after the other, his penis became a little bit more erect, then remained at that state because the blood also did not flow back out, so he was still getting an erection, just incredibly slowly and in stuttered bursts. He groaned at how overstuffed he felt- the bull phallus halfway up his taint but unable to pass any further forward, causing his taint to billow out, crammed full of more mass than it was ever meant to hold.

*Maybe... maybe if I let it out and then jack off again? It can't do anything if I ejaculate. Hrrngh, but jacking off in the first place is doing what it wants... giving it more control, more power... more shape.*

The problem is, is that he already gave it too much shape. If he had never let it fully wake up in the first place it would be regular lust, instead of lust manifested as an actual physical thing in which to actively fight him. At this point it is remaining stiff- so even though it cannot get out of him, it isn't shrinking back. That means unless he decides to sleep sitting upright on a stool the entire night- he can't keep it contained. The moment he gets up it is going to spring out.

At first Greg thought the muscles in his ass were starting to go numb from sitting so firmly on the very edge of the stool, but continued to milk as quickly as he could- ignoring his body the best he could. When he was done the next cow and needed to get up to move to the next, he looked at it and noticed that it was not just the sensation but its entire shape that was off! The muscles on the sides of his hips and outer, upper thighs were freakishly bulbous! What the heck was that? Cows have really bony looking asses- because their pelvis is shaped like a V; the two corners you see outwardly are the tips of the top of the V. He grabbed at it on either side- completely unsure of what it could even be. It felt like solid muscle, and mirrored the movement of the muscle under it, so he could tense or relax it, but there was no reason for muscle to be there, bulging out on the sides like handles. Unfortunately in examining himself there, he let up the pressure on his seat and the bull phallus started to slowly slide past. By the time he realized it was already too far forward- he could slow it but not stop it.

As his weird thigh-bulges can attest- ignoring the problem isn't fixing the problem. Even if it can't get out his lust is still there and still growing as a result. Greg tilted his hips forward and moaned unintentionally loudly as the inner phallus launched up through him very quickly, collecting all the pre from inside his human cock and flicking it in several different directions as it emerged and wobbled violently from its momentum. It immediately slid in an out a short distance, making micro-thrusts to rub the two cocks together. Greg grabbed his human penis to squeeze both of them as the inner phallus thrust itself, and then grabbed the bull cock closer to the top, having to bend it toward himself a bit in order to properly reach that high on the shaft! As he worked himself up, several of the cows looked at him in curiosity. His balls started to tense but their position in his scrotum did not change- as if they had become too heavy to raise on their own now. His human balls did not tense at all though, not responding to the stimulus. The bull testicles swelled a tiny big larger with every flex, smothering the human balls that were already too weak to even respond. The point where the two sets fused started to spread wider- stretching the human balls to conform better to the bull testicles' shape! Closer he got to orgasm, and the bigger his nuts deformed! Soon his human balls were just bumps on the front of the giant bull testicles, then wide slopes, and finally the balls actually lifted in the scrotum to squeeze against his pelvis, and that final long-held clench that delivered the sperm finally bloated the bull testicles so large they stretched his human balls out of existence entirely!! Each nut was the size of a cantaloupe- squished oblong, slung in a scrotum low enough to knock into his knees when he stands.

Demonstrating they were not just for show- his orgasm lasted almost two minutes, and the jets of cum lasted for two and a half seconds each, with only a half second gap between. During orgasm, Greg completely forgot his fight against the lust and grabbed around his human cock and squeezed down and inward, thrusting his entire hip along with the pleasure bursts, fully enjoying the ride. It was such a strong pleasure, and even the amount of cum he was creating was hot to him. He was also faintly aware of his tail bone extending again though. As if the force of his ejaculation went both forward and backward- the equal but opposite flow was the muscle in his already unusually large tail bone stretching the tissue out in preparation for actual caudal vertebrae to spawn. Once an orgasm starts it is essentially impossible to stop though- resistance will only hold back the physical pleasure, not the orgasm itself. The longer he launched heavy streamers of cum across the barn, the longer his tail grew! By the time he finished he had a full bull tail; tassel and all. His muscles even pulsed a bit bigger too- making his outfit fit him even worse. His midriff was now exposed because his bulbous upper body muscles were taking all the fabric of his shirt now, exposing his hard abs. The cleft between his abdominal muscles is so deep and defined you could stand a pencil up between them.

As the orgasm tapered off, it became a less sexy thought when he remembered that the orgasm was technically from a secondary being that is spawning off of him. He also looked back to the tail immediately and groaned nervously, knowing that would be considerably harder to hide from the women. The tail had the same red-brown fur as his nuts and crotch, but the tassel on the end was more of a base brown- a darker and more diffused brown. The bull phallus lost strength immediately after the show, but worryingly it did not pack itself away entirely! His human penis was stretched obscenely wide because the flaccid bull cock recalled as far as his existing dick but no further- so it still filled his entire taint... which means he cannot cut off its path. The weight of the entirely floppy bull dick inside of him, resting between his legs was bizarre feeling. The very tip of the bull cock remained still poking out of his human urethra. When his dick flopped around from movement it swung with four times its normal weight in spite of being the same size itself.

Several of the cows got out of line to better look at him, wondering what this odd human was doing, but also immediately recognizing the scent in the air as something that was not human. Greg's last ejaculation removed the remnants of his human sperm- it was only about 10% human sperm, 90% bovine. So the cows were wondering why they smelled a bull, when they only see a human.

Greg let out a long groan, deciding to leave the mess for now. He needed to milk all the cows before his lust woke back up, so the stripes of cum he painted across the barn would have to wait till he was done. He was the only human out here anyway, so it is not like anyone else will find it before then. He also noted his clothes were unable to contain him properly. His increased muscle mass made his clothes a very tight fit on its own- but also his balls were now larger and completely filled his underpants entirely on their own... which meant there was no room for cock. Even fully pulled up, his pants did not cover his dick. Thanks to the tail lashing around behind him, he also could not pull his pants completely up in the back, either. He also had zero control of the tail- it just did whatever it wanted on its own.

Even more distressingly though; when Greg stood up to switch to the next cow he almost fell over backwards! His entire body felt... weird. It was easier to move certain ways than normal but much harder to move in others. It almost felt like the muscles on his back were somehow larger than the rest? He looked at his hips and wondered if it was similar to what was happening there. He still did not know what that change was about. The muscle bulges there had grown too, and now better matched his actual thighs, but also they grew down, forming a long bubble-like formation of more narrow muscle, dangling off the bottom of the larger growth. Occasionally it would twitch on its own, but for the most part seemed to just mirror the muscle in his legs. His pants technically covered these growths for now but, it was a bit painfully tight there and you could still easily see the bulge through the fabric- it was not subtle.

Greg tried his best milking the next cow, but found himself spacing out. He was unconsciously moving his face closer and closer to the udder, leaning further forward.

*She smells nice. I can... feel the warmth radiating off her udders. So smooth... the skin on the surface is so soft and malleable. I wonder how much they weigh? Heh... I can help her carry them, if she wants.*

Greg did not notice, thinking what he felt was perhaps some leftover cum dribbling out or pre, but what he actually felt was the bovine phallus flopping out of his human penis again a bit longer but not harder. Because it already travels the entire length of his existing cock, they do not rub together in order for it to get out- so he was waiting for the unwarranted pleasure to alert him, and it wasn't going to happen that way, this time.

Greg let out a huff as his entire body tensed a bit on its own, his muscles felt... cramped. He could not help but arch himself forward and flex. The cramped feeling went away but the tightness of his skin only increased! When he flexed they did not just harden, but actually grew in size again, causing the seams of his outfit to let out distressed sounds. It was not just the meat of his body that grew this time however- once the prison of muscle expanded the bones took their tern to swell larger and bulkier in mass! His entire body increased in size! The bull cock slid a bit longer- though still completely soft, enough of its mass was hanging out now that the feeling of the two dicks wobbling back and forth was exaggerated through their length; and that feeling alone was able to promote an incoming erection.

Because he had grown larger, in order to properly reach down and look at what he was doing with the bloated teats of the cow- he needed to lean further forward. He was already rather tall for the stools, so he ended up leaning so far forward that the stood simply slid backwards out from under him and he fell onto all fours! Of course... he can milk a cow without actually looking directly at the teat- but that did not occur to him at the time. His horny thoughts of how close he wanted to be to those tits and his worried thoughts of having to milk them as quickly as possible became crossed- and instead of trying to get back up and onto the stool... Greg leaned forward, bowed his head, and took a teat into his mouth! He started drinking from the cow!

The cow lifted one of her back legs and glanced back but when it seen him suckling it lowered its leg again. The cows do not understand the methods of which humans take and consume their milk, they just know they are feeding another creature with their endowments, and that gives them a sense of fulfillment and happiness. It scratches the itch of those motherly urges after their own young is old enough to start trimming the grass instead. Greg lifted his head, so the weight of the soft udder rested against his forehead, enjoying the feeling of her smooth, rubbery skin against his own. His lazy cock started to roll out longer, straightening out the soft folds of candy pink skin. Greg started working on her third teat and his dick started to bob lazily in the air- the feeling of its own movement slowly working it to another erection. Then it started to drip pre slowly and it was straightening itself, bobbing with the throbs now. The veins darkened and it started to flick aggressively as it became turgid enough to stand out straight now as Greg finished this cow off entirely- having emptied three of the four teats with his mouth alone! The fur on his crotch was starting to grow up as well, following the cleft between muscles at first but slowly spreading over them as well, in a triangular formation up his underside.

Greg stood up and almost whimpered at the sight of his erection. It is so long compared to his body that he cannot look forward without seeing it, never mind looking down- it parts his vision in half! He would have to look almost straight up to avoid looking at it. His muscles had an odd, gentle, but prominent feeling in them that pulsed at random intervals. It was a mildly pleasant feeling, but he also noticed after a bit that his muscles were trying to flex on their own in reaction to the feeling. If he does that; they may grow again, making that feeling dangerous. For now he remained oblivious to the fact that the growths on the side of his hips were even longer and even less attached to his normal legs. Now with soft, noodly bones in their core- you could see the loose development of two joints down their length... they are separate proto-legs, and now long enough to dangle just lower than his knees.

He stomped awkwardly over to the next cow, still determined to do his job normally. His muscles kept flexing softly on their own and swelling a tiny bit bigger, causing his movement to be stuttered at best. He went to sit down and groaned as he remembered he did not even bring the stool to sit on, because he drank the last batch of milk. It did not even occur to him right now that he is milking the cows to sell the milk... they can't do that if he eats it. Greg got onto all fours to reach under the cow but his muscles kept flinching and swelling tighter and more bulbous, forcing him to pull his arm back quickly to brace himself. Only the muscle on the outside of his arms grew- the muscle on his back but not his front, and the proto legs instead of his old legs. This caused his entire muscle structure to deform, taking on a shape that is neither human nor bovine. You'd think a lot of muscle would make it easier for him to move around in, but its structure was all wrong, making his body very difficult to operate. His dick was also painting a path of pre across the floor and throbbing so tight that it almost itched with blood pressure, making it impossible to ignore completely.

*I can... barely move! My body doesn't respond to anything like it is supposed to! This fucking cock is like having a javelin glued to my crotch; it reaches things before I do! There is no way... I gotta get out of here. Just lock up, call in sick. I can't... keep... the cows are...* His body throbbed a bit bigger. *...it wants them. I had to avoid the women, but this thing isn't attracted to women, it's attracted to the cows... so I can't be around either until this regresses fully!* He looked himself over quickly as he squirmed on the floor, trying to get up. *I would have to call in sick tomorrow anyway- chances are this won't have regressed enough for me to be presentable, never mind keeping this hidden from Bethany.*

He shuffled back several feet quickly- almost falling over again but managing to use his momentum to keep himself upright till his butt hit the wall and he used that to brace himself enough to stand up straight. The cows were now out of line- half from becoming impatient to be milked, and half because the person milking them no longer smelled like a person. One curious cow walked up to him to get a better smell, and very much liked what she smelled from his crotch. His balls were entirely bovine, and so is their musk. She doesn't recognize the base of his shaft, but the body of it is all bovine, and she knows that shape well enough.

She uses her massive tongue to lick at the head of his human penis at the base of the bull penis, and Greg immediately shivers and bows forward from the feeling.

"N-no, no. Uh, I don't... well, it does, but I don't want... ahh-hhhhaaa-s-stop that!"

He put a hand on her forehead and went to push her away but his arm immediately locked in place! He could touch her but not push back against her- the deformed outer muscles immediately tensed, and since they are larger than his default muscles, they stopped him from moving entirely! And just gently touching her head like that makes it seem more like he is encouraging her than trying to shoo her away. Obviously the cow doesn't understand any of his words. She opened her mouth more, rubbing her soft pink lips on his shaft while coiling her tongue around it entirely!

Greg groaned and then unintentionally let out a snort as the muscles through his entire body started to spasm, trying to force him to do something. He kept trying to shove the cow away from his dicks, but wobbled because of his muscles fighting against him and bowed forward... which also aimed his dick forward, allowing the cow access to its end. The cow sucked on the tip, enjoying the mildly salty taste of the lube. As a herbivore its diet is usually very light on sodium.

Greg started to groan and moan rather desperately- the bull phallus bucking inside of his comparatively tiny human one- it was not moving much but it was thrusting with quite a bit of force as the cow sucked him. It held the forward thrust for a moment each time, forcing even more cock through the opening! His human dick could not take any more- but apparently there was even MORE bull dick in there! His human penis stretched obscenely around the base, and it was actually forced to stretch longer itself by more and more bull trying to force its way through. The feeling danced along the border of being painful but never quite tipped over. Greg was too blinded by the sensations to actually look down and see his genitals mutating! The fur was starting to grow up his cock! The throbs in his human cock caused it to unintentionally suck on the inner dick, but now those became less intense as the muscles devolved and the fur consumed the outside! When the fur overtook the now unrecognizably stretched glans, it grew longer than on the rest, forming a wispy tuft of fur on the tip... completing his dicks de-evolution into a sheath. He now only has one cock, and it is bull. His human penis has been regressed into its sheath, and the only bald strip of flesh still on it fused to his underside, completing its transition.

The feeling of the cow's soft lips and large rippling tongue on his cock caused him to shiver from the pleasure. He reflexively curled his toes from the pleasure, not realizing that using his leg muscles at all was promoting growth in the proto legs on his side! They grew massively now, their shape becoming quickly more recognizable as the bone properly formed inside of them! Greg noticed out of the corner of his eye and tried his best to pull away in panic but the cow bowed forward to follow the dick, and the mutated muscles forced him to buck forward again- putting his cock even deeper down her muzzle if anything!

The muscles on the outside of his arms and over his back were getting so big it almost felt like someone standing on his back! Without even meaning to, his arms moved on their own and loosely placed themselves on either of the cow's stumpy horns, loosely using them like handlebars. Greg's eyes went wide as he finally realized what was happening, when he looked at his poor deforming arms and seen his hands. His pinky and ring finger had next to no mobility in them, and were at the very least twice as big as all his other digits and still growing. The nails on them were now shaped like rounded triangles and almost solid black! They were growing in size all the way back to his wrist, deforming the shape of his entire hand along with them! His entire body started to grow in overall size again as the cow eagerly sucked his long smooth cock, and as the ends of the sleeves finally became too tight around his deformed arms and ripped- Greg seen the red pelt growing on him under his clothes... but only on the muscle deforming away from the rest of him. The two growing digits are the developing front segments of a bull hoof. He is growing bull arms out of his own arms! It is the same fate that his balls succumbed to- the bull grows out of him but then as it becomes more dominant, it begins to consume him.

The bull grows inside until it is too big, then he essentially turns inside-out, and then the human is trapped inside of the bull. The bull was originally just his lust- a mental state inside his head. If he doesn't get this under control REAL fast- his entire existence is going to be regressed to nothing but a brief mental state inside of the bull's mind!

"M-mmno! No y-yoouu got toOO... s-s-stohh-oop!" Greg tried talking the cow down, even though it cannot understand him, and was shocked with how thunderously deep his voice suddenly was!

In response to him trying to use his voice to defy it- his throat convulsed and the veins immediately pulled rock hard and bloated tremendously- easily visible on the surface! The muscle in his neck grew at an alarming rate in all directions! Greg was forced to remain bent over- presenting his cock at a convenient angle for the cow to keep sucking on because of the increasing weight of the muscle growing off his back! His sleeves tore upward from the less-flexible cuffs breaking first, but before the rip even made it all the way up; his grotesquely malformed back muscles completely blew out the entire back of his shirt! The garment remained clinging on by the shoulder till the rips on the sleeves made it all the way up, and then it fell off entirely!

His giant low-slung balls lifted themselves in the long scrotum a bit more every pulse, and finally when they hit the top and he erupted in orgasm- the very same moment his hips let out a loud, hollow pop! With a pop, several crunches and two quieter pops- his hips both grew and reformed, as if the pleasure surge is what changed them! They became much larger, but because he was growing bovine legs on the outsides of his own legs; his legs were caught on the inside of the bull legs and could not follow the sockets they attach to as the pelvis now put them further apart... which caused the bovine legs to instead link into those sockets instead. With an aggressive stomp the newly formed bull legs slammed into the floor and lifted him up on them, causing his human legs to dangle an inch off the ground. Even if his human legs were still able to reach- they no longer socket into anything, so they are sort of just free-floating off the rest of his skeleton, so they cannot support any weight! Of course this was the end of his already extremely ill-fit pants. The moment his hips changed the seams on the side exploded apart, and then very quickly ripped down the entire length of the legs, falling away like scrapped rags. His underpants looked like a thong for his balls alone, so without the support of the pants under them, they had to carry the full weight of his giant testicles and immediately snapped off- launching themselves two feet, spinning through the air thanks to the elastic in them.

Greg is essentially being lifted up by and wedged inside of a red bull! He has absolutely no control over the legs and hips now, so the bull eagerly thrusts into the cow, which lets out a muffled low as it eagerly sucks down the sticky hot love. He feels his neck deforming and the growth oddly wobbling back and forth, brushing the top of his head. He did not realize what was happening till he heard him snort, letting out powerful jets of hot air from its new nostrils... he has grown a complete bull head from the top of his neck! His grotesquely malformed neck branches at the top into two heads, stacked on top of one another! The top back of Greg's neck was still fused to the bull's throat just under its jaw, so the two heads could not divide from one another very far.

The cow went to pull away as the penis started to go soft, and the bull leaned its weight back onto the wall so it could thrust forward as far as possible to stay in its mouth longer. The cow finally popped off, licking its lips and then let out a short, pleased moo before wandering away- practically shoved aside by the other cows now gathering, having seen what this strange creature is packing. Greg tried to make a mad dash toward the barn doors, panting and delirious with hormones as he is, but his legs did nothing more than swing back and forth gently below them. Without directly connecting to his skeletal structure they are entirely useless, and the bull legs are so much larger that they hold his human ones off the ground anyway. His arms are still attached, but the bull arms are inside and sort-of beside them, so when one set of arms moves; so does the other. And a bull is a hell of a lot stronger than a man.

Greg tried to walk forward but stumbled and flopped forward. The moment the proto-hooves on the front limbs hit the ground the muscle flexed to catch him and expanded massively! The bull muscles expanded inward, partially consuming the human arms they were originally born from! Now the bull arms covered the top, bottom, and outer facing sides, leaving only a strip of human bulging out on the inner arms! His two fingers and thumb had no strength in them at all, and could only uselessly wiggle around. What had been his two last fingers were now giant, and taking the shape of a bull hoof- two much smaller digits forming from where the human wrist was to become dew claws, but at the moment their hoof segments were nothing more than shallow bumps.

The giant phallus wobbled and wagged under them, getting softer but not shrinking back at all. At the sight of the approaching cows, its own wobbling caused it to return to full erection- slapping Greg in the face when it tensed up, splatting precum across his forehead. Their skin turned to goosebumps at the bizarre sensation of the spine re-locating inside of them! It arched further out and the vertebrae bulked up tremendously as it pulled out of Greg's back and floated upward into the forming back of the bull instead! This caused his growing muscles to wrap partially around to Greg's side, threatening to suck him inside! The bull stood proudly on his forming arms and bellowed loudly to the cows as his arms started to enlarge, further deforming Greg's human arms against their sides!

Greg's rib cage started to become brittle as the mass was stolen, and branched upward for a moment looking like a figure 8 as the bull's ribs spawned off the back of his own! The forming ribs caused the back muscles to yank up off his torso making it three times as wide as normal, before another set of gigantically bulbous muscle formed and both the bull and Greg moaned deeply at the sudden feeling of the muscle becoming too large for where it was, and getting shoved suddenly around their shoulders! They grew almost perfectly overlapped so it wasn't even outwardly visible that he had two sets of shoulder blades till now- the new bovine pectoral muscles yanked themselves between the two sets of shoulders and separated them. This yanked up on their arms, but because the bull arms were growing rapidly it compensated for the added distance easily enough.

There is now a cannon bone where half his hand used to be, extending out into a fully developed set of cloven hooves- which means what is left of his two shrinking fingers and thumb are dangling over a foot away from the ground at maximum length.

The horniness was so much it was like every time his cock tensed up his thoughts whited out, preventing him from completing any thoughts!

*F-fuuuck... s-s-so h-horny. So hOOuurny, don't want to be. I don't... I don't... cows. Not a bull. CoOOUuws so big... udders so b-big, juicy... need toOO milk, fuck... need to fuck- no m-m-milk... slap balls on their udder... fuck... need them around...cock-no, need to get around them toOOOo the... door.*

Precum was spewing out of his dick so heavily it almost looked like he was peeing. His dick is so turgid it can't even flick any more- it just vibrates. As soon as the bull tried to move, walking on all fours; its body let out a rapid-fire cacophony of pops and cracks as its entire torso lengthened! It looked like its front moved forward while the rear remained in place! Greg's body however did not change length. The bull's chest shoved forward, which caused his human head to slide under- now fused to what is the bull's chest! The bull now had its own completed, massive, muscular neck and could look around without having to turn its entire body. It scanned the cows- its nostrils flaring as it tasted their scent and jet out hot air in grunts of approval. The nose of the bull is a dark red-pink, while the fur is closer to a true red.

"N...nuh. Yooou can't make... mmme, s-so hard... needs... hole! No, n-need to get away... get OFF. So... soOOuu many cows, m-M-MOOo easy to f-f-fuuuck. Just... more. Little... moOOure"

Gregs thoughts were spinning without pause, and because he was getting progressively less neurons to work with and the bull was gaining more- half their thoughts ended up crossing over between the two of them, so neither could tell which one was thinking which thought. One of the cows closer to them turned her boxy rump and lifted her tail, glancing back at the bull over her shoulders and he did not hesitate to take the invitation. Of course; since Greg is fused to his underside, that meant he gets sandwiched between two bovine!

Greg tried to protest or use his grip on the cow's back to somehow squirm away against all logic, but of course failed utterly. He could not make any sounds other than gasps and grunts because he had the entire weight of a full grown bull mashing him into the cow's backside, forcing the air in and out of his lungs in time with the beast's thrusts! Because his ears are partially fused into its chest, Greg could hear the stretching tissue within, the bones groaning and clicking as they expand and re-set in their new positions. The bull is growing still. Only able to get his dick in and barely grasp around her hips at first, mashing Greg's face into her back just beside her tail, barely over her butt. Slowly he slid up her back further and further as he grew still bigger, but Greg remained the same size. Greg's mind blanking too badly to even close his mouth, leaving a thin line of drool onto the cow's back. The bull was grinding him off between the two bovine bodies, like a sheet of sandpaper removing a lump.

The pleasure blanked all of his thoughts regardless, the feeling of a creature as large as a cow being wrapped firmly around the enormously long shaft. Their low-slung balls colliding with the back cleft of her fat, heavy udder, clapping against it. And they fit tighter and tighter as their overall size grew, surpassing the size of the cow under them. The bull let out rumbling, quiet lows and loud snorts and grunts as he thrust into her. Greg getting rubbed back and forth by a cow above and bull below, trapped between as he felt the bulbous muscles flex and swell larger, swallowing more of his human body into him. His chest felt tight with nervousness but he was so consumed with lust that he did not think of why he was nervous- what he should be doing about it, or what it even means for him. He just moved automatically with the muscles around him, willingly getting jerked around like a puppet so he can experience more of this wondrous pleasure. His cock felt so tight and uncomfortable on its own- it was so good and comfortable inside this cow, he didn't want it to ever leave. This cow's pussy was its home now; he wanted to stay here forever.

Greg's arms were swallowed into the bull's arms, leaving only three nubs that were formerly his digits, just past his wrist joints, but those soon stretched flat. The already completely useless human legs were mashed between the thighs of two bovine, and squished into and were absorbed by the giant triangular shaped thighs of the bull; their biomass feeding his expanding body! Their midriff was one and the same, and had already barreled out to bovine proportions. The bull came explosively into the cow, letting out a thunderously deep lowing before dismounting.

The bull did not slow down however- he is lust incarnate so even with his dick still connected to the cow with a thin line of stretched cum, he was already looking for the next volunteer; not even close to going soft. Greg was able to catch his breath, but made no attempt to protest. His brain was still utterly blank from pleasure and lust- most of his braincells stolen away to place into the bull's head. He let his crotch do the talking a bit too much- now it does the moving, the thinking, and existing for him too.

The bull seen a cow eyeing him up but too shy to actually approach. He intimidatingly walked up to her and booped his wet, textured nose against hers and after a moment they opened their mouths and entwined their long tongues in a strange sort-of bovine kiss. She went to turn around and the bull nudged her with his forehead, as if to hurry her along. He reared up and got up onto her hips on the first try, then used her hips to heave himself up onto her back- bovine are extremely awkward on two legs. He slammed his cock into her, feeling her stretch around his mighty phallus. The other had two calves- this one had only had one so far; her pussy is tighter. Her milk supply was running out even though she was being constantly milked, it had been too long since she had her calf. Well... the bull can take care of that real quick. There aren't any red bovine in the ranch yet, let's mix up the colors a bit. When he hilted his dick in her, he rest his weight onto her back and because Greg's ribs were so brittle already from feeding the expansion of the bull's ribs, his entire rib cage basically turned to dust instantly on impact. What was left exposed of his torso was immediately stretched out. The bull took a deep breath as his chest expanded, and the red fur grew inward, consuming the human portion entirely. Greg's head was partially fused into the chest, so when it expanded it also caused his skull to lose its shape and his head to stretch out with the chest. His hair quickly fell out as the two bovine bodies rocked back and forth against him. His mouth hung open drooling with a blissfully stupid look on his face- his head completely empty, just processing the pleasure he felt and nothing else.

*Let it... more... so much... good. Is... cum...bull in...*

The muscle under the face bulged and the eyes were forced shut and started to sink in, the mouth closed and started to fused shut and the nose stretched completely flat against the skin- the bull climaxed rather quickly and suddenly as the last traces of Greg were devoured in his own lust, immediately removing anything that had been holding the bull back.

Bethany got to work the next day to see the other two women rather distressed and confused. All of the cows were already out in the field, the barn was an absolute catastrophe and Greg was nowhere to be found- but they did find the scraps of his absolutely shredded clothing.

Bethany let out a frustrated sigh, watching a red bull chase a cow through the field. "You stupid idiot. I gave you that curse to teach you a lesson! You can't learn your lesson if you are a bull! How the hell did you turn completely in one single evening?!" She was unaware that he had been hiding his changes- and had already many alterations by their last meeting.

Overnight the bull had managed to fuck every one of the cows that had not already been penned and may very well have impregnated all of them if he was smart enough to open the pens to get at the rest of them. That meant the entire third of the lactating cows Greg had been assigned were now pregnant again.

Bethany shrugged and sighed. "Well, the old man had been wanting a new bull but was complaining about the costs... now he has one for free. Because I am still not wasting another spell charge on you- I warned you."

And so the red bull went on to be one of the best breeder bulls the country had ever known. Not only was he always raring to go at the drop of a hat- he was real good at seducing the cows and convincing them that they wanted it too. His constant flirting also kept them on their toes and made for a very lively, energetic herd... I guess you could say the red bull gave them wings.