Jon the dick

Suddenly all went dark around Jon. He suddenly felt soft, compressed, and warm. He couldn't feel his arms or his legs, and his head was pointed straight up. "What the hell?" thought Jon. He had a salty taste in his mouth and whatever was surrounding him stank like...like... he couldn't pinpoint it.
Without warning Jon felt himself stiffen and expand. He was pushed up out of the dark warm place into fresh air, yet he still couldn't move. His feet felt attached to something and his whole body pulsed like during a hard run. As he could only stare straight forward, Jon's view kept swinging back and forth until it stopped. Jon was facing the ass end of a cow.
"Oh shit," thought Jon. He was a bull's cock. He could see the engorged lips of the cow's vagina and watched as it began to drip juices onto the barn floor.
Suddenly his view lurched forward as the Bull mounted the cow, plunging Jon deep into her. It was dark, hot, stinky, and slimy, and Jon could taste and smell it all. Then he was pulled out partway, only to be thrust in again, and again, and again...
Finally, after many thrusts, Jon felt a pressure rising in the back of his throat. This was it. The pressure rose until it reached his mouth. The bull rammed hard into the cow, and Jon surged as his cock body spewed gallons of semen into the cow's vagina. Jon kept pulsing and pulsing until the bull eventually pulled out of the cow, her slit dripping with mixed fluids. Jon was also dripping fluids, and could feel himself soften and shrink even as he drooled cum still.
He could feel himself being pulled back into the bull's sheath, enclosing him in warmth, darkness, and stench.
He could not believe he had wished for a month.