Jeff began to mingle with the herd of doe goats as each gave him a sniff of recognition. He was a goat a buck and had from the past days at the shelter gained the knowledge of what it felt to be a male goat. He had learned with relative ease as how to graze to eat, and with every swallow his guts pushed out a turd from his tight butt. He liked the feeling of a wiggling tail, as the long hairs tended to tickle his bear anus.
As Jeff strode proudly through the herd of female goats, he felt his much bigger scrotum swaying, it bonking at his hind hocks, reminnding him of how wealthy were his balls with semen. It did not take too long before Jeff happened past a ripe scented doe goat in dire need of some buck goat pleasuring. She stopped Jeff from walking past her, as her pheromone scent turned his head to give her rump a sniff. Jeff sniffed at what when he were a human to do so would be thought of as obscene, but not so when he was a male goat feeling the urge to mate.
"Baa-naa...," Jeff softly moaned a bleated cry as the foul spicy scent affected his brain, causing goat instincts to prevail.
Jeff stood there bug-eyed in disbelief when he with his muzzle so close to the rank scent that his tongue did slip out past his lips to lick the reddish colored rubbery lips of the doe goat's female vulva. "Baa...," Jeff the human mind did scream at what he the buck goat had just done the most obscene sort of touching. "This is sodomy, bestiality at its realest of real, I shall need to pray and repent..., repent, me repent, as why or how would a buck goat repent for being a buck goat in rut?" Jeff thought, he considering the actions of a buck goat mating to what his church minister had once given a sermon about the allurement of the devil to defile the relationship of married people.
Jeff sighed, knowing of what he had become, he was not married, and being a goat for sixty days, he knew goats did not marry but mated often and bucks breeding with many does, as would a true born animal.
The more that Jeff stood there eying the tight vulva lips and sniffing the spicy scent of a doe goat vulva, the more he became aroused, and his goat buck dick began to push out of its sheath. After just a few minutes of sniffing, Jeff felt his goat cock as so hard, he thought it might explode.
"Go, go do her, mount the doe, leap, jump up and over her flat butt, clamor forward, use your forelegs to hold her snug and help to point the cock tip to enter into her lovely female goat folds." Jeff thought with human ideals as he continued to bleat until his cock tips did spear past the quivering lips of his dear doe mate. Jeff bleated as his cock slid deep inside the warm body of the doe goat. He knew his being a buck goat was not his true self, but and since he was stuck being a buck goat for sixty days, why not learn what it is to be a buck goat and mate with goats.
After six thrusts his giant buck goat balls fired their load along the length of his pencil thin goat buck cock!
Jeff bleated from the sense of excitement, he leaping off the doe goat, then felt shorted of his wish to continue feeling his cock held so snug, so warm, so very nice within the sexual confines of a doe goat pussy. In a quick leap with his cock stiff stiffly erect, Jeff re-mounted the same doe goat and began thrusting his cock in and halfway out as he built up a second orgasmic sensation.
"Yes, BAA, yes, baa..., baa, baa, baa, baa, BAA...!" Jeff thought to say yes when he could but bleat a Baa, bleating as he was thrusting until his big balls rendered their second fired load. Horrified at the fact he was loving being a buck goat breeding with a doe goat, Jeff began to accept what he had foolishly done to his body and future. "Wow, oh wow, but being a buck goat ain't all that bad!" Jeff rationalized in thought as he remained mounted and began his third time of stirring both her and him to feeling a third orgasm.
Time became a gray fog to Jeff as he went from doe to doe, doing each either four, or five times with his mighty orgasmic blasted loads of goat semen. It was dark when Jeff felt weary from mating with the doe herd. He heard his very female owner calling him to come to the barn for rest, water, and a night to sleep. As the herd obeyed, so did Jeff, as the whole herd, bock included, strode calmly toward the barn and some grain tossed into a steel trough for all to feed and eat.
Jeff ate, and Jeff drank, he felt delighted for being a buck goat.
"Hey there big boy, yes you," she the woman said, she speaking as to her new big buck goat.
Jeff perked up his head and listened to the woman as she said, "You proved your worth today, mating with nineteen does, and that is a record for any buck goat I ever owned. Now do be calm, do be a good boy and let me come close to you, I need to wash your sheath and penis, a clean penis carries no diseases, and keeps your natural penis oils working for your better lifestyle." She said, and Jeff felt willing to let her wash his sore penis.
Warm water and soft soap on a small sponge did what was needed, as the woman cleaned his cock, his sheath, and wiped the vulva juices of what coated his big balls. "There, you are cleaned and disinfected, as maybe ready to go to you private stall." She said, as clipped a rein lead to his neck collar and she led Jeff from his being with a few doe goats, to then a larger, as brightly lighted, bigger boxed stall with a sliding door.
"I have seen buck goats like you before, some remain here for years, as most stay here for sixty days and then one morning they disappear. You have the kindly style or considerate manners of a sixty day style buck goat, a Cryovac computer student transposed into an animalistic embodiment. If I am correct in my thinking, do bleat twice!"
"Baa-Baa," Jeff having understood his owner well enough, he did as asked and bleated twice.
"Fine, excellent, we are in an understanding, as I know what you were, and you shall get to know me as equal to how you treat my goat herd. Yes, you might well understand me, as I have grown to appreciate having a buck goat as a lover in my bed. I like my vagina as thrilled by a goat penis, and hope that when you return to being the real-born you, that you come back to me and form a binding relationship.
Now come here and let me shower your goat fur with warm water and soap before you get to enjoy me as I wish to feel your maleness delve deep and draw out our mutual lusty desires." She said, and Jeff was willing, though he was thrilled still from having spent the whole day mating with goats, he wondered if this horny woman could be as half the fun?