Suddenly, as he stood there feeling raw desires for feeling animal sensualities, he had a passing memory flash across his mind.
"Home," he recalled, as thought then of those he felt true love for, and from following this path toward bestiality, lust, and living his life as if born an animal, what he had, knew, and had cherished, would be gone from him. His erect cock continued to leak pre, even as he felt choked up in his nervous throat from worry and wishing he could remain living at home.
Rolling his head to face skyward he inhaled deeply, capturing the wafting scents of female desires, of pheremones in the breeze.
His sense of rousal began anew, urging him to follow the animal he was becoming, of seeking what might relieve his feeling of dire sexual need.
"No, no please no...," he then screamed, his muzzle and elongated goat tongue working to muddle the words. Words turning to being bleated cries of sexual panic were driving his mind crazy. He wanted to feel his enhanced sensual cock shoved sheath deep and he thrusting it inside the body of a furry nanny goat. Thoughts, sane memories of his life when living at home again sufficed to be a slight bother, just before his big balls had a massive ejaculation, the streaming spurts of semen ejected were enough to drive him to wishing he was as born an animal!