The Doctor stood wondering as when he opened the door to Mister Shepperly's study he was met by a slender naked womanly form. Cassandra being of simple mind and silly ways thought of herself as a black sheep among the white youthful sheep. She always played as the heavy and nasty person taking from the student treasures of joy or things made to rob other of their joy, she had a poor opinion of her place there at school.
The dark form stood there before the Doc her body stripped of its clothing she had somehow awakened the coin and with it seeking her inner thoughts and feelings made the proper changes. Naked would she have been accept grown and sprouted out of her pretty pink skin was now tens of millions curlly black wool hairs. She stood there before the Doc her mind racked with the sensual feelings of her changed form. She remained female and with her sleek human form she graced the animal part of her making a wild and sexy silhouette.
Whether it was Cassandra's large tits, her black longer nipples, a slender shape enough to draw any man to his doom, or the way her face had merged the human and sheeplike features, the Doc stood there mouth open, eyes wide. She too was suddenly acknowledging her form as turning she modeled it for the sight of her viewing friend. She put a hand on her hip and turned a circle giving the Doc quite the view.
Silly and weak of mind when human Cassandra was now having her mind mixed with the instincts and mental pattern of being a ewe-human. As she turned her short tail wiggled as the other hand now like its partner was partial changed to a cloven hoove. As fingers remained she had special feeling ability far better than that of any common ewe. Her thoughts were of female pleasure and Doc a man in his late thirties looked quite good.
As Doc was about to put a hand on her she reached out and wrapping her half hooflike hand about his neck, pulled him into the room. The door slammed shut and unless I'm crazy too she did rape the Doc silly. A full class change and not a soul went to Mister Shepperly's private study. Lucky for them as they might have met the fate of Cassandra or worse the final justice which was rendered out to the Doc.
I saw Kyle standing at Mister Shepperly's study, he was looking in and saw the riggers of an orgy made in another time and another place faraway. The Doc then naked was humped over the rear of a black ewe sheep. The animal baaed for all it was worth finding the Doc's prick some real and profound joy. I watched and then saw the silver Medallion coin laying nearby its silver all aglow.
When Mister Shepperly came the Police followed shortly after arresting the Doc and leading a crying black sheep out to an animal control truck. Kyle stood with the teacher friend as he tossed the coin up and caught it rolling it over and over in his hand. Cassandra's clothing strewn all about Mister Shepperly's room they were torn as if ripped from her sweet body. Yet not a trace of her did they find then or even later, in fact she was never seen or heard from again.
Unlike all those who knew Kyle I was singled out to know more about him than any! He and I did have a great desire for flesh and sexual delights. We had in times past wandered out late at night, or on such a lark excursions to be extra friendly to cows, mares, and goats, in that order. We roamed together as our delights were simular. I though had a certain feeling that something allured me to do this and my fate was somehow sealed.
Zoophilia they call our fetish, he enjoy the rank and raw of sensual forms. I though had found this to be my real calling in life and would soon learn to know myself even better. Kyle still upset about the Doc getting his and he not having found the ewe himself was then having a fit of desire. We got together veturing out that Friday night. As we walked the side roads looking for our first victim there was time to talk.
Kyle showed me the silver coin as he had shown it to the teacher in school. He tossed it to me for an good look while I suddenly froze in place. I watched my thumb begin to rub across the face of the coin as mind wandered thinking of making a wish to be a real part of the pastured scene. As I stood there Kyle turned and seeing me froze as if scared to death tried to get the Medallion out of my tight grasp.
He tried and tried to get it out of my hand as if for some reason I had gone into shock. I would have he never got so rhiled as it was then he said, "Let loose of it your oversexed satyr!"
Indeed he had called me that often as I too him when we had our wild sexy jaunts. It enetered my mind, rolled around with picture we both had jerked off to many a time. It seemed to make the silver coin hotter and it then made me get hot. The feeling was like ever cell in my body was on fire but no real pains just a strange sensation of sensual desire.
Kyle stood vert still he had a wide eye looking at me as from his view what I was did begin to change to what I am now. An ache to my head made me bend forward hands pressed against my forehead. A moan of sensaul thrill passed out of my mouth as from inside my pants jutted out past the belt a boney tail of a satyr goat.
Kyle whined as he saw me change like I knew down deep he would have enjoyed it as much as I right then and there. Indeed I had strange feelings none to say any more odd than the feeling of one's penis bore itself up and sprout out the lower belly as with a sheath too. a moan of wild delight came again as from legs and thighs sprouted thick curls of shaggy goat wool. My belt poped loose at that moment dropping the jeans to puddle at my feet.
Never does a real Zoo wear his underwear at night when.... well it gets in the way! I had like Kyle a fine view in the moon light of human thighs becoming hoary taunt muscle bound and covered in shaggy long hairs. My groin had changed as the penis now part of my lower abdomin left more room giving a wide expanse as testicles grew large.
Kyle moaned seeing my balls increase to be the size of Kiwi fruits hung in a hairy sack. I took a half step forward feeling a sudden urge to get my balance. It was as then the feet grew longer and heels became hocks. Toes wiggled their last as black horny ozze covered and hardened in seconds.
I looked down now at goat legs, goat's feet, and cloven hooves worthy of a sex minded satyr. Ah but my thoughts of being like this were not yet finished and so also was the medallion yet finished either.
I stood up the first time on cloven hooves and hind like legs of a male goat. My balls swung and bounced about the hairy groin making me moan with wild satisfied delight. a stretch of arms in the air had me looking down the length of my well muscled chest. watching as was Kyle the thick woolen hairs continued to sprout upward tracing my sheath, navel, and then wrapping around my back. The growing hairs sprouted out my spine working their way up to my head filling it out full and shaggy.
I think my eyes were what Kyle said changed then as bright blue pupils turned first a hazel color and then to a bright and squared yellow pupil. My nose looked maybe more Roman in style as the lightest touch of goaty hair sprouted about my face. A ten inch long thick goat's beard sprouted from a now narrowed chin as I smiled with new and blockish goat teeth.
The Medallion was by then so bright of glow it lighted us both in a lusted of silvery light. As more goatish hair sprouted my shoulders and upper arms it remaind fainter and not at all like the lower realms .
Dancing a jig and running in circles the feeling of bestial form mixed with zoophilia delights.
"Mark!" yelled Kyle as his calling my name made me stop and think.
I stopped, arms held out to each side I modelled my body before Kyle.
"I'm a Satyr!" said I as Kyle stood with open mouth.
I stopped suddenly as a sound far away touched my new ears. I held up my hand, index finger pointing up as ears sought out the sound I heard so faint.
"Goats!" said I as Kyle stood there not knowing what to do next.
In an instant I was off like the satyr goat creature I was! Over the nearby fence I bounded and took off across the wide pasture toward my quary. Kyle grabbing my clothes did lite out after me but I was not well prepared to run quickly over open fields. The Medallion still in my grasp it's light showing me the grounds as I ran.
At last Kyle came over the hill winded and looking half dead. He walked slowly toward me his mouthing of words as well I having since been mouted on my third nanny by then. I greeted him as a friend not a foe. He tossed at me my clothing like I'd ever need them again!
"Its great, join in!" I beckoned Kyle.
"I wish you could see you right now buddy!" said Kyle as my cock tip popped out the juicy hole before me.
"Its me this is really me!" said I.
Kyle walked up to just inches of my still erect red goatish cock dripping of the last round's semen. I still had the medallion in one hand as I'd been fucking goats while holding the wonder which led me there. It was then maybe what I was then and knew I'd remain took hold in my weakened and sex driven mind.
One hand gripping the rigid pole erect out of my hairy sheath as the other hand began to groop about my groin and balls.
"See, look at you your thinking sex and being like an animal!" said Kyle his words baffled me as we were originally planning together this night of zoo sex.
I took a deep breath ready to respond but in that split second my mind changed again and like some wild and insensed beast standing in dominace over a mate came a call of the wild. A screaming goatish bleat like nothing the world has heard in decades. Kyle backed away while my call slowly died off and echoed the hillsides.
"There, now you maybe know what I'm seeing and you are!" chidded Kyle as he took the Medallion from my grasp.
A nanny goat bumped my leg her head low, tail quivering, she wanted to be next. I looked to Kyle my thoughts to attend his worries but I was being called and it, she took presedent. I wasn't sure why Kyle left the goats were in need and there were more than I thought one satyr could satisfy.
Humping a nanny I watched Kyle walk slowly over the far hill and vanish from my sight. The thoughts and cares of Mom and Dad, my sisters too seemed foreign. I was a free spirit, free of form, one of the wild animals to roam and mate. Thoughts of my prize possessions faded and the only reason to live now was the enjoyment of my very sexual body.
Kyle walked home, he no doubt was questioned later as I never returned home and the Police began a search. I found that ditching the searchers was easy and laid in wait for a pretty girl to come my way.