"Hello," then spoke the cow to me, as for some strange reason my looking at her I was sure she was a cow, but lying down, rolling over with legs into the air, it is easy to see she is a he, and he can speak perfect King's English.
"Hello to you too, I am surprised to hear you speaking," I said, and was rather taken to hear a cow or bull be able to talk clearly.
"Do you like us cows, or me being a bull, do you like gawking at my yam-size big balls or the belly mounted sheath? Being a cow is not all fun, but it has its moments of brutal glory." He said, as what I was still so sure was a cow, was in reality a bull.
"Please, excuse me for leaving now I must perform my work here of the farm owner will dismiss me without paying me, as I need the money." I said, as feeling foolish talking with as to a bull.
"What if I could be of help to you, make your need for money to go away and offer you a life of relative ease?" The bull said asking, offering an interesting idea, but one that taunted of me somehow becoming a member of the cow herd.
"No, as no thanks, I would not like being a cow or bull, or even a steer, as the length of life, my life expectancy would become quite short, cattle generally live three to four years before the farmer sells them for slaughter and... oh I am sorry, I did not wish of talk of anything so offensive!" So I had blurted out and told of what i knew about cattle and farms selling their herd periodically.
"No offense taken it is just the usual pattern of bovine lifestyle, there is nothing we can do about it, so we live as best anf with such fun as we can until sold, trucked away, and some steel post rammed through our thick, bony skulls." Said the bull, it rolling uprightly again, mooing as moaning due to the stressful manner needed to move its bulky body.
Feeling still very foolish for having carried on a short conversation with a bull, I stopped when he said, or asked, "Try not being so hard on yourself for having conversed with the likes of me. If you feel a sense of humility from having conversed, let me give you something what will make you feel young again as if reborn." So said the bull, as he made a mooing sound and two yearling heifers strolled closer to him.
"I wish to introduce to you these two very affectionate and lovely sisters, as they came here canvasing the sale of magazines and after meeting me, they were given their choice of being human, or becoming herd cows, as you can see what they chose as righteous for their futures. They cannot talk, but their bodies can cause an infecting of another human with a sense of bestial lust, equal to what I feel when sniffing of cow rumps and feeling the call to rut.
You came after me when you thought I looked like a sleek formed cow, then walk with them to where they shall lead you, as frolic with them as they with you, enjoy doing a sixty-nine or ninety-six oral vaginal move and see if how it feels, feels then as something unholy but very righteous." The bull offering me said, and motioned fore the two heifer to walk with me, and let me fondle them until their infection should gift me a great gift of a life of ease.
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