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We who were friends during that year and summer met different fated futures. My fate and me was just beginning when a freshman in college. My whole body and the real I became as notorious physically and aroused sexual by her, my friend sucking on me, as she received the infectious transfer, dear Tabitha Brassier had spewed inside her by another, a furrier him.
Tabitha and me, we became exceptionally friendly, and from her, my physical self began to show signs of radical changes. I dated Tabitha and watched her body changing, she conforming, became the essence of a female satyr, before she matured to be then as a doe goat.
I loved Tabitha even after she had fully changed of species and could not return the feelings of love; but offered her almost a Buck friend the sensual, sexual fun we had enjoyed, what got us closer to being doomed.
At first, what it was came as a fuzzy sheath grown out one inch below my belly button. It held there for me a slender but long, about sixteen inches of a long penis, very much like that on a buck goat. As of that what was done upon me at birth too was gone, the circumcised mark of our family religion. My changed penis had become hot pink, as oily slick, a highly sensual rod the touch of it by me, or even my underwear stimulate; bring on a stout erection tenting the toughest of pants.
The thought of enjoying a one-night stand with some pretty girl I did try but once. She felt the sensations from my goat cock sunk deep brought her to scream, as screamed, and screamed. The depth to what my cock reached was but part her fear and screams, as from the thrusting my lemon size testicles slapped at her, as produced such volume of cum and semen, that, that one dear girl looked 3 months pregnant.
She demanded I drive her home, she feeling at her tummy bloated, she looking as if pregnant, and upset from it. She told others about me and her experience, to where I had no female companions, and pretty-soon, there were rumors of my possibly being gay. As what was worse happened when I felt more humiliation during an early springtime camp-out, and come the night when the air-cooled and the dampness settled, the scent of nearby goats filled my nostrils.
I awoke as got up and walking, then snuck out of camp with great stealth, or thought not a fellow friend did I awake. I felt
deep desires, they of the kind I knew would come, of what friend Bob being a satyr, his infection coming from Tabitha, as she began the same doom upon me.
Leaping a fence, and beginning to walk on tiptoes as if having hoofs, I mingled with the goats and sheep in a pasture. As we mingled, they came, sniffing and wanting to give me a lick. Soon I lay there stripped naked, lying on the ground, that pink goat cock stuck up in the air, as five nanny goats all licking it, making it more rigid.
Sweating, the scent called over even the ram sheep, he looked closely at my goat cock. A large nanny goat sauntered closer, she stepping over my legs turned her rump toward my cock, and began backing up. I knew what she wanted. So, by using a hand to aiming it my elongated shaft then touched, as slid into her sensual hole, as brought out the beast in me.
Soon, on knees, I laid humped over the nanny goat, that full length of red cock sunk into her. I was humping, she pushing back, the sensation so great I began to bleat.
Stupid and loud did I bleated, bleating until seeing Don coming across the pasture. Don a pre-med student, was as horny as they come. He stood a few yards away, watching, and licking his lips as if nervous, from seeing me; and him wanting to as well jump, hump, and mate a nanny.
“Join me there are more than I can do!” I said, as Don stood there not sure, but continued watching.
One nanny is never enough, as two, three more, and returning to them all several times, my actions were as if a buck goat feeling the call of rut. Strange the way it began, and as the wild night of sex progressed, so did the growth of my goat fur, and ears pointed, furry, as mobile at their roots.
Morning failed to stop me, I continued rut humping, having done a dozen nannies. Don did a few, but when he came near to me, in the fit of humping a nanny, I reached a furry hand to fondle his balls, feeling the new size and added weight, the shivers coming from four orgasmic blasts.
Horny is as horny makes, we two became so indulgent, with goats, sheep, as then did we begin mounting, infecting our own changing bodies. When it came to having Don with then a growing goat cock sunk in my butt, my cock in a nanny vulva, the orgy began. We as Bucks were humping, as I stood at the bottom laid over the rump of a nanny.
Obviously, they missed us at camp, when breakfast stood on a plate and two were off somewhere, as nobody knowing where.
Don was first to call it quits, going to where he sat naked against a tree trunk and watched, as made cat calls to remind his partner that something needed tending.
I was finishing my humping of a nanny goat, and heard Don; I stepped away and strode walking to join my friend. I was feeling stiff in more places than where I did not mind feeling stiff. Don said, he verbally made notated as from that the night of fun came with a cost. His comment made me stop and as I stood there, knew I was naked, but oddly did not care about the fact. I recalling of what I did see, and looked then, seeing how what little fur was just fuzz covering my groin and sheath, had spread drastically.
Standing then on tiptoes or cloven hoofs, the heels of my feet stuck up high, the knees walked me as if hunched, feeling the posture of a goat creeping up, as it might soon take demand and force me to walk on all fours.
Shaggy fur covered the belly, around the waist, groin, and buttocks, to down and along my partially conforming legs. I did some turning to check, as found a sprouted tail that added a further note, of fur grown thick and running a sprig of it along the spine, blooming into a full furry cap to cover my head.
Grumbling to Don that the previous night was too much, he agreed, tugging down his jeans, and showing off how from a good sucking of him, he had the beginnings of gaining a goat sheath soon too!
I then plopped down on a furry butt next to Don, whether it was his sweat or my musk, but we looked one at the other and could not stop wanting to touch that what the other had which was different, we being goat like.
Me being more by then like a goat found the inclination as irresistible to not think about Don as if a play toy.
Maybe he thought about the same of me, but which of us smelled the strongest, it drew the goats closer, they milling around us. As then, Don laid back and I was about to jump straddling his middle, planning he could grab my cock and begin sucking it. Lying flat out, Don had an erection, and ready, Don looked up just as a nanny goat decided to back up and sit down. She did the shoving not his cock but pressed his nose up and into her furry slit.
His face buried in nanny goat butt and fur, his arms waving about as if he were enjoying the situation, I took it as time to mouth him and give him double pleasure. Don had big balls before he had the pleasure of his cock sucked by a friend and satyr, as I assured the doom of my friend. Mouthing him got me a stomach full, to my feeling satisfied, it bade me to lie down, and see then if any a nanny wanted me like that furry whore liked Don.
Horny begets making others the same way, and seeing Don given something as yet not offered or tried, me lying nearby, waited, waited, but not a nanny came near. Even the big bucks kept a distance between them and me.
A far off group yelling of our names made Don jerk and sitting up, I had to laugh, seeing his face as plastered with her juices.
“We are being paged, I think you best go and make up some excuse, as from last night, of what came here to join me was a good bit more human, than what I am now.” I remember saying it, and Don sitting up, got to his feet, hoisting up his jeans to cover his furred goat sheath. He looked physically to where I was when first coming from the camp.
The wild night and half a day of rutting nanny goat pussies had taken quite a toll on Don and especially me. As Don used his handkerchief to wipe dry his slime covered face, his dense beard told much about how his body hair had grown, thickening to make dense fur in clothed covered places.
Tucking in his shirt to his jeans, he turned and looking at me lying then by the tree trunk, Don walked close, and reaching both hands, he took hold to the two goat horns then protruded out from the peak of my forehead. Don said he would do his best to make an excuse, he said there was no excuse possible for a fellow being furry, with goat feet, hooves, and ears, horns, and what else of me had agreeably transformed to be as a goat, as I was more a goat than being human.
I felt a little sad about not being as human as what I would like, the goat I was becoming offering its alluring feelings as well. It was getting hard, not stiff, but difficult to choose that I wanted more, to be as a man/ satyr, or become more and more like a buck goat. The latter came with knowing that continued sex would tweak the mind, making instinctive actions prevalent, and rational thoughts fading into brutish desires.
I watched as Don walked off to rejoin the group, as I remained with the herd, almost as one of them by then.
Strange a life and weird a body, it got really, really wild when the herd moved closer to the barn at night, and there a house, as from where I sat, looking in an upstairs bedroom window offered a view of some pretty brunet undressing. I set as aroused by watching her undress, as she changed to wearing clean clothes. I got hot, aroused with an erection, I did await, waiting until she came to gather in her animals, as I gathered her as part of my flock, but that is another story for later.
Don never returned to be with me, maybe he found his sheath enough, or he joined another herd. My goatish self was as sensual like anything ever told of in myths or a story dealing with magic. To become a big buck goat is something hard to describe, and harder still not to want to give somebody interested, his or her first mouthful.
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