Indeed, it did not take all that long of time before the lasered light had engulfed her body, asserting drastic changing. Chris steps close, he is anxious to begin touching, feeling of Ingrid; she after everything was explained said she was willing. She took to petting her thick fur covered new animal skin. She felt of her firm and rather upturned as taped breasts. The nipples on her breasts stuck out puckered, pointed skyward, were black, and reminded her of cow teats.
As he goatish new body begins to reconfigure her pelvis, and then her legs, she swoons when feeling her feets growing longer, as heels became strong animal hind leg hocks.
"Oh, oh Chris, you ave such an imagination...!" Ingrid said, as amid her speaking to Chris something she adorned being stuffed full with what a man was thrusting, changed into that of a doe goat.
As fur spread to cover everything on Ingrid, with the exception of her face and her lovely breasts, she stood there petting, as was Chris petting, he dangerously close, as having entered the scope of the laser rays.
"Please Chris, oh please do make me as much like a doe goat as you like, this feels so nice, its making me feel really horny!" Ingrid says just what Chris wished her to say.
"It shall continue to change you, making for me a female satyr, you a Satyress, the essence of a nymphomaniac doe goat. You shall live for when I touch you, when I pet you, or when we mate, you as part animal, and for me, I shall become like a stud-buck!" Chris said, as his roving hands reached close to her most excitable place she as a nymphomaniac Satyress, thought as her special offering to any and all males wanting to mate.
Chris reached back with a free hand to switch off the gun, but an anxious jitter caused him hand to twitch, and adjusting the laser rays to broaden the scoped rays, as fully engulfing him.
"No, oh no..., cough, hack, cough naa... baa...," Chris said, as Ingrid stood there and smiling at him, she admired what happened, as well continued to occur.
"You did something so nice for me, and by happenstance, you have included yourself; I think when finished, you shall make a handsome big buck goat. Chris, can you understand me, can you recall what and who you were? Come to me and show me your long tongue, as I have a little job for it to do for me, before we can become as real lovers!" Ingrid said, as Chris stood there gawking, his muzzle open, teeth showing, with a long and narrow, pink tongue, it lolling out the right side of his mouth.
Huffing each breath, panting of lust and want, Chris has changed more than the laser rays were asked to make Ingrid look like part woman and part a doe goat.
Chris realises how much of him has become equal that of a buck goat. He is at the same time horrified at the prospect of needing to live as would a buck goat, and finding his genitals to sending new, as brash desire signals to his conforming goat size brain.
"It worked, Chris, you did this to me and then you decided to join me in our mutual fun fling. Chris, your tongue, its frothing, you are becoming very aroused... your mouth is watering, you are staring at me..., Chris, CHRIS..., oh wow, Chris, Chris, you do have a very long, and very sensual..., oh Chris!"
The gun did more to Chris than it was originally set to do as make of Ingrid to become a Satyress. Chris stood there wanting to mate, he an eight foot tall all black buck of a goat, with yellow eyes, and rectangular shaped pupils. As where he stood, Ingrid stood as well, but she looking at what stood stiffly between them, pointing at her.
"Come bucky, I am yours until you can't do it no more!" Ingrid said, as Chris staggering, took steps in her direction, looked as eager as a goat could.