Your thoughts are mixing with the wild instinctive drives of being a goat. Even worse, your new female urges are overwelming those feeling on male disgust at being dallied upon.
Now the sudden sight and sounds of eager male satyrs wishing to try a new and tight pussy is making you want to run away. The young males circle you round and the thought of escape fades. A turn to the head to look at a smiling Cedius has you wondering if you had been more reseptive to Skye's offer maybe you'd be on top of this situation and not at the bottom?
One husky male grabs your rump and in seconds his massive rod is jammed down into your goaty self. Screaming the only word you can anymore, the fuck toy nanny Baa, Baa, Baa's away with every raw thrust.
Mister number one is quickly done and the forlorn hope of some time to relax is quickly gone as then another and another, another, another, another, another, another, another, another, another, soon you've lost count and with the constant sexualness what was left of your human memory and rational also fades into some deep dark corner.
Days have passed and lovely Skye comes often to pet and toy with you in a nice and friendly sort of way. You Baa a friendly greeting as one note's her coming near. Now you have some time of peace, to graze, chew your cud, and lay about having more calmer feelings about having become both goat and a nanny.