Off in the distant Jarrett and Scooby were standing over a torn heap of clothing. Jarrett was first to bend down and checking if there was any blood. He looked up to Scooby and shook his head as if to say nothing!
"Well what do you think?" asked Scooby who being some experiance in magic he'd seen more the just too much.
"Like the other's he submitted to the Medallion's verdict of lust over rational life, I guess?" replied Jarrett.
As he dropped the torn clothing out rolled a bright silver bobble, the Medallion.
"Dog gone it, Shaggy had it! Oh heck, if he took it then...then he's..!" said Scooby looking out into the grassy plain.
"God only knows where he is right now!" said Jarrett as he too stood up and looked toward the wide expanse of the grassy plain before them. "We best return to camp and give the Medallion to Professor."
"Yea right, but what about Shaggy? I mean he's out there and alone!" said Scooby worried over his friend's safety.
Jarrett put the Medallion into his jeans pocket and with one last look toward the open plains he said, "I'd think Shaggy is out there and if the Medallion did it's nasty tricks, then I'm sure whatever his form that he's in trouble! Come lets go back!"
Meanwhile just like Jarrett had said, Shaggy was in the contest of his life.
Simon's mind was still in the pattern of becoming total animal as per Shaggy's one wish had caused. Yet Shaggy wishing himself to with Simon as he mounted nannys had started his change to pure male goat.
Now two wild creatures battle for dominance of the herd. The rattling sound of great horns slapping each other in twisting pushing and shoving fits or rage for the right to be in rut.
Out of breath the two contestants stop while the urges build. Simon was ever faster degrading in his mental thoughts as the heat of excersize was draining both strength and memories to once.
Shaggy huffed and snorted feeling the wild raw strength of being an animal. Pawing the ground he was again ready to charge, butt heads and fight. Who could suggest but at that moment in his lusty heat of sexual rage his humanity slipped in one thought.
Twisting his head to look over the right shoulder Shaggy's mind had a wondering. His tail was not wiggling but stood rigid and unmoving. How or why this interupted his lusty rage no one can say but for that reason his legs folded under him and to laying out flat went the big brown curly goat, Shaggy.
Beastly Simon took this as a sign of being submissive and with a snort at Shaggy walked his small herd away.
"Oh God, I'm a goat!" realized Shaggy as he laty spralled out on the ground.
Rolling and twisting his head and neck he pursed his new form seeing what it looked like and finding most of the new feeling to be rather nice.
A scramble to stand up on four legs was another new experiance which he found to be an adventure. As most animals do when being undecided he walked in small circles sniffing and oggling this rank new body.
The heated fight brought on normal urges to release of bladder and bowels. Shaggy had never ever thought taking a healthy shit could have such an interesting feel. Let alone that his tail seemed to direct the action and it was a nice new feel as well.
Yet too, as his need to unrinate pressed hard Shaggy circled again wondering if he might lift a leg as a dog, or just do it standing? A urge to step one half step forward with front legs bade his bladder release. A twisted neck strained to offer the goaty head to see what was happening so far back and below.
The roaring stream issued from his hairy sheath at first seemed oh so thrilling. Then Shaggy felt let down because his new dic never popped out of a looksee! As the last drip tingled from the hairs on his sheath Shaggy has a shiver of delight.
"I think I'm going to like this way of life!" he thought to himself as then bleating aloud calling to his friends.
All this time Jarrett and Scooby had returned up the forest trail back to camp. There sullen and drunk sat the professor. Jarrett was feeling hard pressed to give a sad drunk this medallion of sensual lust and powers.