When they were finished, I had to thank the medicine man and from behind I was taken by him, grabbing my new big 'horns'. As my nose plate, my new yoke and my udder swung back and forth in time, the little bells rang softly, it drove through me like lightning and again I was Birgit Janssen.
All of my memories returned abruptly and I knew I was doomed to become a cow like Ungas and Atto. There was no turning back anymore. That yoke had decided my fate. For the meaning of my forking was that I abandoned the woman Birgit Janssen and turned into heifer Ngana of the Kaoli tribe and that was forever.
So I fulfilled with disgust and aversion the duties of a young cow, a heifer, and was then washed by my cow sisters Ungas and Atto, and was decorated by them as usual with love and care just like high-priced cattle.
They took me to the village square. The chief, my bosses and asshole Mayer were sitting there and celebrating the signing. As they saw me coming, I was greeted with applause by my bosses. And they praised me for my great work, and they were really happy about me. They wished me happiness in my future life from the bottom of their hearts, blah, blah.... Then I was put to the other cows in a gate covered with straw and through the wooden bars, I watched the men at the party. The whole day in my gate I felt how I changed more and more. I grew again, my tits too, my pelvis felt like it was breaking apart. Without the big bowl of Malaka, which I had to drink in the morning, I would probably have died of pain now. I sensed that my face was also affected by the changes. The lips seemed to swell and the skin on my forehead and cheeks stretched strangely. But worst of all, the feeling of my mind slowly leaking out. However, I already suspected that I would sink to the level of a five-years-old. I would become a good cow, like Ungas and Atto. Later that night the party ended and I heard Mayer shouting:
"Ngana, Ngana, come here my pretty heifer!" He kept teasing me:
"Ngana, Ngana! Come my sweet heifer!" I wanted to tell that asshole to fuck off. But I got hotter and hotter. I couldn't resist, I was attracted to a magnet. He stuck his hand through the gate and I licked his fingers forcibly. He praised me just like I was cattle:
"Oh! What a beautiful cow you are, and your yoke suits you so well and your bells sound so sweet!" I turned into a cow in heat. Pure instinct determined me. Fully conscious, I lost all control of my own body. And he opened the gate to get me out. Something I could have done myself at any time, but never had the idea, after all, I was just a stupid cow. Then he grabbed the holes in my yoke and pulled me to his hut. There I licked his little tail, while I longed for the cocks of the tribal warriors until it stood. He then grabbed my horns and rammed his pencil into my anus. So I couldn't take it anymore and puffed out laughter. With rage, he stood up and kicked me in the ass, whereby I underlined my laughter with a loud, cheeky Moo.
Furiously he told me of how he had let me run into this trap assisted by my colleagues. When I got off the plane, I was already Kaoli property. In the meantime, they had acquired all my fortune, and I was now completely impoverished and cattle of the Kaoli Tribe.
Kneeling in the dirt, I desperately mooed at him. I sensed how I could resist less and less, too great was the loss of my intelligence. I was already cattle in heat and needed to be climbed. So I crawled up to him on all fours and licked his fingers. And when he didn't push me away, I began to lick his limb again till it was standing. I offered him my private things by stretching my ass on all fours towards him. After he was satisfied, he grabbed my yoke and dragged me to one of my bosses. All I know is that they also used my holes and that I was falling exhausted asleep outside a hut.