Flora hit Arnold knocking him on his big hairy butt!
Thud!
Mason came over by Skye and watched at time after time the urge was so great that Arnold got up on his hooves and charged again. Dust flew and the two male goats feuded for quite some time.
"I'd say those two were meant for each other!" said Mason with a laugh.
"She's going to one tired creature by tonite and I'll bet in two weeks when she's back to normal she's gon'a have big muscles!" said Skye.
"Maybe!" said Mason.
"Oh but look at her fight with Arnold for the right to mate, she's wild! A couple of weeks fighting and mated, she's got to build new muscle!" said Skye earnestly.
"Yes she will most certainly have far more muscle from fighting and humping but what I meant was, maybe she will change back and maybe not!" explained Mason.
"Well that was on the contract she signed!" said Skye.
"True enough but if that contract got lost between my desk and the General Manager's, well then I have another for the quota, don't I!" chidded Mason back to Skye.
"You dickheaded son-of a- bitch, just like the Company did to me and stuck me as a satyr for those long fucking years, damn it!" grumbled Skye.
"Dickhead huh, well I think she's on your conscience now cause my quota just got closer to full for this month. Flora's a good male goat and worthy breeder by the way she fights Arnold there. Wht should i got to the trouble of resetting the pattern only to get some trouble from a woman made buck. Hell's bells she's just fine as is and I'll bet she mounts, fucks, and breeds with gusto'!" said Mason as Flora's contract got torn in two.
Meanwhile down in that dusty corral two bucks continued to fight for the rites.