John was in the front but your agile legs sped you past him as both ran for the fence.
"Come on John Run!" lifting your head backwards you called.
Huffing and puffing the friendly human was trying to keep up as the distant yell of Cedius to catch us only made the fence even more urgent a need.
You slow as John catches up and leaps the fence. Cedius and a throng of male satyrs are fast closing.
"Come on buddy, jump the fence and lets leave those jerks behind!" begs John.
You can't decide whether this life of goatdom' was better than being human? Yet even if you jump the fence your still a billy goat! Whay will happen in a worldly life in this goat form? You prance about in circles thinking as Cedius is so close now you can here him curse your old name.
Boink, you jolt the hind legs and with some birdlike move just float over the fence as if it was never a problem at all.
RING, RING, RING, goes some bells hung atop power poles which line the path that runs just outside the satyr pasture fence.
ALERT, ALERT, ALERT, screams a warning system. Alert, security alert, a wild animal has escaped the fence boundry, Alert! comes a voice over the speakers hung below the ringing bells.
Cedius stands just several feet away a smile of seeming pride at your bold escape of his domain. You look back and see some sparkles fill the air as if maybe a force field now has raised holding no further escapees.
"What you waiting for, security to toss you back, come on lets get going!" urged John as you slowly walk his way.
Now standing at the fence is Sophia as she waves a goodbye her other hand is probing her foaming pussy. You stop and transfix you eyes on that bubbling foam of satyress passion welling up to a high degree of wonderous lust. You stop and take a half step back thinking if you could just go back again for a romp with Sophia, how much could it hurt?
"Don't look back or they will lure you to that beastly fate!" yells John from way down the pathway.
Turning again toward John you trot and jump along like a happy billy goat now more free than you've felt for a long time. In a few moment you join John at his side and the two of you proceed down the forest path toward the Parks carnival atmosphere.
Suddenly your body feels an almost electric prickling feeling. John stops and looks back at you seemingly surprised. You just crossed over the starting line to that dooming forest path and can see the ferris wheels and carnival boardwalk just ahead.
Many wandering people are nearby and most are looking in obvious wonder what a large male billy goat like you is walking out the forest path. John motions for you to continue but for some reason your body doesn't respond.
Turning around John comes to you and with helping hands he tries to urge you into moving again.
"Ouch, hey, ouch!" yells John as we both feel those electirc jolts.
You are now scared again and look up at John for some faithful encouragement. John is not finding the situation one of delight or fun as he begins to shake uncontrolably.
"Help us!' John calls to the bystanders.
The crowd watches till from off the carnival boardwalk comes a van and two security men.
"Ok folks its going to be just fine for these two now just continue on your holiday, we will handle this!" says the larger of the two men.
A halter made for a goat is brought out the rear of their truck and placed over you head. meanwhile John is shaking all over and the one guard asks him a question. "You and he escaped the satyr glade, didn't you? Didn't you see the warning signs about not entering except by the gate?"
John tried his best to answer but ended up just noding or shaking his head. Your now tied and standing in the rear of the truck as the other security guard works about filling a seringe.
"Man, you are foolish to have crossed over that fence! Infected, your blood is now infested and we must have you quarantined! Carl will inject you with some Anti-dyfection serum and then please get in the truck!" ordered the guard.
John can do little but accept and soon is carried rather rigidly to set by you in the reat of the truck. The rear doors slam shut and you try to console your friend.
Slowly John's shaking relaxes and he can again talk. "At least we're out and they can't drag us back to their hell hole of a life!" says John with a comforting smile.
The slow going ride soon picks up speed as the carnival boardwalk is cleared and your security truck rolls along a dirt road. The scenery is but a blur to John and feeling some bit dissy he plops down on his knees looking rather bewildered.
Cocking your head around you ask in a muffled manner due to the confines of your tight halter, "John you look a little peaked!"
"I feel just lousey, sick to my stomach, head feels light, and eyes are getting a little blurry!" says John in response.
You think back to when Cedius made you drink the wine of transformation, you felt about the same way? A big bump of the truck hitting a barrier in the road makes John stand up and peer out our one small window.
"Oh my God!" John exclaims.