John Persons
- 1 year ago
- 13
- 0
Missing Persons free porn video
Rodger wondered for a long time about his brother, a trip to some off shore isle of fun and tom-foolery and he never returned home.
Rodger had to wait until he was of age, and when he had saved enough money, he too booked bus fare and went looking for his long-lost brother.
The sunny Gulf of Mexico and a rust bucket of a ferry boat delivered him to the island amusement park. As the boat arrived and before the vacationers could disembark, Rodger stood peering down on crated donkeys, cattle, goats, pigs, and a few more rare species of animals, all screaming their calls as if horrified.
"All ashore who is going ashore," yelled the longshoreman assisting mostly the young women aboard, seeing to them that their luggage got tagged for the hotel of their choosing.
Rodger thought it odd that when coming into port, he saw no high rise hotels, just flop joints and a host of vile rundown bars, and eateries.
If his brother Kyle came there, he had to be nuts!" Rodger muttered, and walking ashore he asked for to talk with a security guard.
"Yes sir, do you have a problem?" the man asked, doing it very polite, but he looking rather seedy and not dressed in a tidy uniform.
Rodger told about his brother coming to the vacation isle and never returning home, this happening five years previous. The guard took detailed notes, and with Rodger they went to his office and run down shamble like the rest of the sea front buildings.
"Kyle Rooste, yes here he is, I have the address where you can go and visit him." Said the guard, as Rodger stood in awe of getting the address, as well as discovering his brother was still alive.
Thanking the officer, Rodger walked the length of the boardwalk, checking addresses and not finding the one he wanted to find. He stopped a person who looked as though they worked for the island park.
"This, oh sure you take the walk to its furthest end, then a path along the seashore until you come to the P.I.A.F. entrance, ask there, if they can locale him, you will get your best information A.S.A.P." The man said, and Rodger thanking him began to run the length of the old wooden boardwalk.
When he came to the end of the decking, Rodger climbed down and began walking the sandy trail that wound through the bushes and up into the forest. When he thought this was all wrong, he stepped out of the trees and stood looking at a big sign.
PLEASURE ISLAND AMUSEMENT FARMS,
(petting zoo open to all )
5:30 a.m. to midnight,
open every day except
on any Friday the 13th.
Permanent reservations accepted:
Rodger walked to the main gate and with a fat old man seated in a ticket booth, he asked the man about finding his brother, Kyle Rooste.
The old man rattled through some drawer of note cards and grumbled about having to do it.
"Here, building five, ask for doctor Melinda, she will take you to meet him; oh here, take this form with you, just in case you see something that looks to you as worthwhile to join your brother." The old man said, he offering Rodger a couple of application pages, Rodger took them and walked a few steps away before turning to the man and was ready to ask him a question when the old fudy stepped outside his booth. He strode over to a palm tree and whipped out a foot long very dark red pecker, his penis and peed a mighty stream.
The man turned round and seeing Rodger staring at him he smiled, remarking, "You apply and the doc inside, and she can give you one like mine, or even bigger, maybe a stallion size is what you would like!"
Rodger felt embarrassed, he turned around without making a reply, looking at the papers in his hands they were applications, as if by filling them out Rodger could have a partial changing, or complete new body, and/or a transition of species. "Transformation!" Said Rodger as he continued to think about what he read and of where he was going.
At building five, Rodger asked to speak with Doctor Melinda.
Minutes later, "Yes, I am doctor Melinda!"
Rodger stood with his mouth partially open, tongue licking at dry lips as with a stunned look as this woman walking toward him was mostly womanly, while like unto a all black and furry nanny goat. The only item that suggested this animal-woman was a doctor, came from her white jacket with a medical insignia on the coat pocket, but for the rest of her, she stood there being naked and looking like an anthro female.
She stood there upright, walking on what looked just like the hind legs, hocks, feet, and hooves of a goat. He eyed her, seeing she had a thick mound of black furry surrounding what had to be a female human placed vaginal opening. He stared at he crotch, denoting it as leaking fluids, the fur caked with pearly globs of congealed semen.
She had to be standing seven feet tall, with curving horns coming out from the peak of her forehead.
Anthro, a doe goat, Doctor Melinda was slim and lovely, her body screamed to Rodger that he should want as to fill out an application given to him where he entered this weird place. Rodger was breathing so fast and felt so aroused by seeing this sexy doctor, if she where willing, he thought to ask if she could help him become a big buck, of some large male goat to rut her until hell freezes over!
“Horrified by Admiration”
Luckily for Rodger, his learned mind had within it a safety valve, said to be as a person’s scruples. It was from those set of rules dealing with personal behavior that he held back for going ahead and let his tongue to wag and want to be licking of her sex. Yet, there came a reminder to Rodger that suggested of such bold actions were not considered a proper method of showing any sort of woman of true manly affection.
The Satyress Doctor Melinda knew from past experience what Rodger thought then, as she had enjoyed the attentions and sensations done to he by other men arriving there. She motioned with her hands as to arouse thoughts in Rodger the she was willing, if he were to kneel and begin showing her some affection. She smiled down at Rodger, knowing how she liked as a cute way to introduce men to her great accomplishments in the field of select Reformation science, she dealing with genetics.
Induced pangs of heightened sexuality was obvious to all who had to work in her department, especially those employees who were men. Rodger and others who met the Doc found her as some sort nymphomaniac, as had at sometime past she changed her own genetics that in turn changed a woman into a seductive Satyress. As Rodger stood there struggling with his sexual ambitions, having forgot the real reason he was there to find, the Doctor Melinda was thinking about him, and of what more fun times she could make with him. She liked having an unsuspecting man, or a employee come to her apartment for a free diner. Those that accepted the invite never expected as what she had them to try a taste, and then feeling a great sense of lust from the flavoring, they did partake of her body it in glutinous manner.
Nary any man who she let or helped to lick at as in her pussy, as a tongue delved deep to cleaning the spent, as old semen, or her vaginal excretions, she would with some added injections help a man become more than he was born. Her method took a week to work, as kept the victim of her art as unaware. It was after that first week of sleeping and sex play that her victim felt it proper for him to walk about on all fours. As of those men she liked better than the others, they discovered their infected tongues grew longer, narrow too, as nose and mouth merged, becoming a muzzle usually that of a male goat.
Rodger gave in to his sexual desires and did for the Satyress doctor what she offered as wished he would do for her. As he lapped his tongue the first sensations began with merging of his mouth and nose. The more of her he did lick and swallowed, after a couple of injections his guts began to change equal to some preferred species. His actions led to a reminder in his thoughts of what he was doing, where he had his head, his face, and how he straining the roots of his tongue, was at work licking away every pearl node of tainting semen from a goaty pussy.
A struggle ensued as Rodger wanted to withdraw from licking out a bestial pussy clean of what made it a vile hole. The animalistic doctor used her greater strength to hold her victim as a captive. Fists of the victim struck at those cute furry thighs, he wanting to back away and out, Rodger discovered her strength as something superior to his.
Using her cell phone, the doctor called upon some of her female employees that had since done the same and accepted the sensual way of life like what the doctor enjoyed. Rodger could hear her talking to them. When and after a short while those she spoke with came into the waiting room, they started to abuse Rodger by one of them licking his aroused maleness. Sucking and licking had expanded to having the male parts of Rodger feeling the attack by furry hands.
Nimble hands worked quickly to remove every stitch of his clothing covering that manly body belonging to Rodger. His passion led him to mouth and suck; but when someone mouthed his cock; the suction sent him into a ragging erection. His cock felt so stiff, as if grown longer, he wondering how it had gained in length, as felt the girth, and his balls built such a massive flood semen, he thought it would never stop spurting.
Gooey warm slime some hands applied to his skin. As if to sooth him into a passive acceptance of what would come, it was another manner made to keep a viable male under the control of sensual seeking women.
Cock sucking went beyond the sensual side and Rodger found his male penis then taunted, jerked, and pulled on as if those women thought the organ were made of some sort of an elastic material. Pulled and hand rolled, Rodger could not see what had begun, but if he had his eyes would be wide with wonder. She using the measure of her own lust for things of personal pleasure, Doctor Melinda had Rodger prepared for an adventure leading him from the heights of human endeavors to the depths of a life in a bestial form, to where he could do nothing but to accepting his genetic variations.
A Satyress doctor and her five Satyress assistants had Rodger right where they wanted him. Orally tainted, guttural infected, skin pigment added, his time belonging to the human race then numbered in weeks and days.
He was scared from all he felt and disgusted with himself for all he had done, he heard them mocking him, they speaking about a personage named of Buck Rodger.
Buck Rodger was a television character of many years hence. What that had to do with how he had such a lurid treatment, he did not know. A fourth pin prick to his neck and he thought the pussy he had licked clean must have sucked him inside it, as if a grown man could find himself put back into a womb. His thoughts and mind remained, though feeling sleepy, he thought mostly about his new name used around him, would be an epiphany,; as is a sudden intuitive leap of understanding, especially through an ordinary but striking occurrence.
Warmth and a sense of floating engulfed Rodger. His eyes felt glued shut, his ears sealed, and unable see or hear he could nary smell because of the ventilator mask on his nasal passages.
When Rodger did awake he had one hellish hangover, his head ached, his forehead burned with pains, he listening to his gut grumble, remembering some of the orgy he attended. He moved slowly, feeling stiff in places where he would not like being stiff, and the feel of being limp where he would much rather be stiff all the daylong. He tried at stretching, his arms as both felt different, they stronger and stout of muscle.
Legs too added their sensations of stout strength, as if from the orgy he remembered the ingesting of varied colors of semen and of enjoying Doctor Melinda and her Satyress vaginal fluids, the orgies were real and not just a wild, wet sort of dream.
Yawning, and his mouth opened as tongue protruded, it rippled a wiggle, he taking a deep breath inhaled, and then expelled it, expecting to roar like a Lion of a sexually thrilled man.
“Blllleeeeaaat!” came the resounding exhaled cry, surely not that what he expected, and what made it all worse was how he could feel his teeth with a tongue then much longer than of what he had when entering the Park. The strange and sudden sensations felt oh so odd, as if more than that, Rodger knew he was terribly different!
The bleating cry summoned to his aid two lusty looking Satyress female creatures. The seeing of them brought Rodger and his penis to an immediate full erect state. They needed not to ask Rodger a thing, as he sat there his legs outstretched and from his abdominal mounted sheath protruded an oily hot and red rod, his penis then, it being that like a male goat.
Raunchy of the smell, his near to pointed pecker stood up high, it wavering in front of his own eyes.
The Satyress females took seats on either side of Rodger, the one calmly took hold of his erect goat penis and turning it slightly, she pressed it end into his mouth. “Suck on it, doing so will help you to calm your inhibitions for Satyress women!” One of the female creatures said, as Rodger felt his cock tip touched his tongue and the whole of Satyr debauchery suddenly took away his will to oppose what any Satyress wanted him to do.
One Satyress stood up, as she leaned forward, hovering her torso and those large succulent breasts at Rodger. He would of engulfed one of the puckered black big nipples, the things reminded him of cow teats they were so large. As he eyed the huge breasts all furry except for where the nipples hung puckered fat with milk; the Satyress seated yet held up a brass basin bowl to the rump of her counterpart.
The boiling rush of greenish-yellow urine spurt out the one Satyress, she filled the brass bowl with her frothed broth of stench. As she finished and the same happened as the other Satyress stood up, but she pointed her rump at the face of Rodger, and let go her wash of morning stench. The horrid and hot stench splashed into his face, spattering up his forehead, and all this, plus the then a dumped bowl of urine too, helped to drench Rodger in vile scents enough to wrinkle the nose of a goat.
Cock popping out his mouth, stunned at what had happened, and seeing the two pretty Satyress creatures sit down and smile at Rodger, as if this were his morning wakeup gift. He began spitting and sputtering, Rodger thought to stand up and give each of those sexy female a swift kick in the chin. However, he found himself a scramble of uncoordinated legs, but after some tries, he managed to stand, wavering some, but stood upright before his two female friends.
“Bleat, bleat, bleat, bleat, baa, baa…baa?” Rodger bleated, he had expected to give these two sexy whores a piece of his mental disgust for what they did to him. He had planned to say it, but what issued from his lips and mouth were the singular cry tones of a goat feeling upset.
“Athena, he does not know yet!” One of the Satyress said as if she too was questioning why Rodger just made the sounds of an animal and not the angered words of a man insulted as well soaked.
“So few ever do, it takes them an hour or so, or until they feel hunger in the gut, then they saunter out into the pasture, and somewhere along the filling of the belly, they realize they are as goats.” Replied the other lusty Satyress, her words went inside both the ears of her friend, and as well the ears of Rodger.
“A goaty sound of a “Huh,’ came from the then a changed man, he seated yet on a flat furry butt, his much enlarged testicles aching like the rest of his anatomy. His erection had wilted, retracted back inside his furry sheath, but feeling it happen, it felt so warm and nice the sensation so pleasurable, he failed to take note his changed self.
“He would feel better and accept it easier if we take him to the pasture and turn him loose.” The sassy Satyress said, she the one who blatantly just turned and did piss in his face.
The two Satyress women helped Rodger to cease his trying to stand and walk uprightly as would a man. He found them forcing him to be obedient and walk then as a humbled fool on all fours. He did as directed until he could get free and make a break for the front gate to the Park, wanting to jump onto the ferryboat, and head for home. Together they three walked Rodger along, as various passing Satyr males and Satyress females too all complimented Rodger on his flowery scented self.
Soon the pasture gate opened, and Rodger walked in, he still in a mental dazed cloud of urine stench attesting his nostrils and the smells coming from green pasture. He strode inside the pasture gate, and immediately met two of some large and exceptionally horny nanny goats. His body stench was to them as perfume, and they turned, offering him a good eye view of two lust wanting goat rumps.
His mixed up brain remembered his days and nights of wild orgy fun and feeling about the same, he leaped aboard one nanny. Instantly he had an erection, and poking it hard, he thrust twice and sunk into his desired mark. The hooting and cooing from the outside the pasture fence failed to stop Rodger from pushing on, pressing in, and thrusting with such pace he had never remembered doing it in this way before.
Thrusting continued for a minute, then he leaped off the nanny, she though, remained stationary, expecting what he would do next. As she had remembered happenings done by so many other male goats in rut, Rodger leaped aboard, this time rutting her till he climaxed, the surge of his semen spewing out his cock tip and filling the nanny goat in her aching void.
The stud buck was not done yet, he thought of doing the nanny but once, he did return in several more successive rutting mating sessions, before he tried it with the other horny nanny standing calmly and awaiting her stud. Sated, Rodger stood then surrounded by the herd of completely goat formed goats. Realizing he would never be alone, Rodger wondered about his brother, and if they might meet, would he know him or his brother be told what became of his brother. His sexual state of panic fought with his past want to find his brother and the beastly desires won easily.
Applause from the crowd of Satyrs and their female friends honored one who unknowingly to him had just sealed his future and form, making life for Rodger as one conquest after another, and all done by using his big dick!
"Baa-naa," Rodger bleated as he took to mingling with his new friends, his herd.
Maddie
- 11.09.2022
- 16
- 0
- Category:
- Fantasy
