With the others already there but they still clothed, AdobeFats began to disrobe, he acting as if wanting to be the first to sacrifice to the invocation. A few gross moans from they there as watching an old man getting naked, he had a beer belly gut, lightly covered with body hair from his crotch up to his chest and across his back. His penis looked to be drawn up into a sheath of different style than that of an uncut male human.
Even with the night's chilly air, elderly AdobeFats did not gain any manner of an arousal. A young woman there stepped forward and then knelt before AdobeFats. She acted as if mesmerized by his penis and its sheath. She reached her petite as soft hands to grasp the sheath, as if wanting to coax the aged male member out into the moonlight.
"Try as you wish my dear, but that aged cock down there has felt many a soft touching, and delved deep into very sensual depths, as is now tired, like I am weary from life. Weary, so weary from my lifestyle that the invocation here tonight might stimulate me; or damn me to live on until death being an animal for some Epona witch woman!" AdobeFats said, but his words did not cease the young woman from her then leaning more forward and with her lips, she gave the domed head of the wilted old penis a soft kiss of her affection.
"ENOUGH, the Celtic design and candle lit circle is readied, so the first to get naked may step inside, and there take his place of reverence for the invocation!" She said, the tall as gaunt looking woman standing there wearing a hooded robe. As those there could see but the slightest view of the woman's face, her wrinkled, aged hands protruded the baggy sleeves of her robe.
As AdobeFats stepped inside the lighted circle he could feel a presence, knowing he was not then alone. He knelt down one one knee, lowering then to a seated position, before he laid back to his lying face up, acting as not embarrassed in the least.
The hooded woman raised high her arms and hands toward the night sky as in her Celtic tongue she spoke, "Tiodhlac do Bast, ag adhbhrachadh atharrachadh air an duine seo, a 'toirt dha òigridh, gintinn ùraichte, agus buidheann a tha airidh air a bhith na sheirbheiseach agad! (A gift to Bast, cause this man to change, granting him renewed youth, virility, and a body worthy of his becoming your bestial servant!)
As all of the others there crowded around the outside of the candle lit circle, AdobeFats laid there butt-naked on the cold ground. The invoking of Bast, a Goddess dealing with lust, virility, and evil passions, had sent to the meeting an able servant. As then a form of a naked almost human woman began to materialize, she kneeling across the lap of AdobeFats. As the became a denser figured form, AdobeFats smiled up at her.
"She is a mare-woman," said one of the onlookers, as another said, "No-way, she is a Mule-human female!"
AdobeFats did not care as to what her species was, as the feelings of where she knelt, her hands taking hold of his maleness, her loving touch as she caused his erectile dysfunctional penis to gain renewed youth, a feel of enhanced libido, causing it to rise up and give a nestled touch to the nether lips beckoning for to feel as mated.
"Oh my, by all that is unholy, will you look there, the man's penis, why it is growing larger, the skin color darkening, his scrotum is getting huger, and he seems oblivious, as if he is liking this all!" One woman said, as then she who sat knelt over AdobeFats, she reached her left hand outside the circle, as grabbed the wrist of that still dressed woman, and with mighty strength she did drag the woman inside the Celtic circle.
As AdobeFats laid there naked and feeling his aroused penis growing stouter, stiffer, it enhanced by added length and girth, as it rose up, pressing inside the magical woman. He watched as the dressed woman dragged inside the circle suddenly began to scream and looking skyward, stood there mouthing words, though silently, as if she were pleading for mercy.
"No, no for the sake of God..., Baa...!" Screamed the woman clothed and defiling then Bast. As did the hands of the woman change to cloven hooves, her face was seen to soften and melt, while molded by great powers. Her head became that of a auburn colored Goat, she had no horns, but long limp ears hanging off the side of her changed head. Her clothes began top dissolve, as quickly turned to a gray dust what did not fall to the ground, but clung to her scared sweaty skin.
As the the invocation priestess cried out skyward, " Bast, great Bast, tiodhlac a-nis don fheadhainn fhireann do bheannachdan nas beairtiche, agus don bhoireannach a tha a 'dìon an ionnsaigh seo, leig leam a bhith air a losgadh gu corporra! (Translated: Bast, great Bast, gift now to the male your richer blessings, and to the woman defiling this invocation, let her be as physically damned!)
All faces looked at AdobeFats to note his skin as having become changed to not dark brown, but a charcoal black hue. His nose and mouth were fast merging, becoming as a muzzle. His ears were inching up the sides of his changing, elongated head, as his blue eyes were bugged wide open, they looking as having become rounded.
The servant of Bast was by then raising and lowering her pelvis to cause the enhanced penis inside her to look as if it belonged on an equine. The Legs of AdobeFats were almost completely those of a small breed horse, as he seemed to be toying with how it felt to having hoofs replacing human toes.
Suddenly AdobeFats, his torso stiffened, his back arched off the ground making some there outside the circle to moan, thinking he was feeling pains.
"You feel that sir, wonderful sensation was it not, your testicles have voided the essence of your human semen, giving now the ability to creating equine semen. Mother Bast has blessed you as few she does, you wanting what she can offer, and willing to lose what all you were and owned to become as a useful animal in her realm." She said, her that aroused an elderly man to acting like he was a young stud stallion.