There I was, sucked somehow, changed into the bodily form of a large breed male goat. My new friend had used magic, transforming me, I became a brown and white furred buck goat. He left me being the biggest and strongest male goat in the herd. I ruled, as I stood humping the females.
I will remember forever the sight of him as he left me here, stuck on an island somewhere near Greece.
I stood there stuck sheath deep and fucking a doe goat while staring at him, my mind and eyes were pleading, as if saying, "Don't leave me here!"
He just laughed as then shut the door, his passage way thought time, what looked first as the broom closet for a janitor, worked well to maroon me to live my life grazing, chewing a cud and fucking goats, both female and occasionally a needy buck. That was six seasonal turns since, but as the herd wandered we came to see a white palace, it made of marble and had a vile as evil woman residing in it, as she I took note of, she hated all men!