Amy just laid there sprawled across her bed, while her goat and lover stood over her, his red buck cock hanging limp, but hung out long.
"Please, oh Joel, please stay and be for me as my lover," Amy pleaded, as she did hope that there was enough of Joel the man held captive inside his wondrously sexy goat body.
"Maa...ay...be...," Joel said, he straining hard to work both tongue and a goat muzzle to formulate his words.
"I loved it when you mated me vaginally, and was thrilled more so when you did me orally, so please stay with me, as I am but thin, yet exceptionally horny." Amy admitting so said to Joel.
Joel leaned then forward, dropping his head and baring his muzzle to sniff and then give a long tongue lick across the sex-lips on Amy.
Amy shivered from the raw sexual sensation, as goose-pimples popped all over her body, Joel stood back, as moved away from Amy, he leaped off the bed, heading for the bathroom and a drink from the toilet bowl.
"Come baa...ck to ma...," Amy cried, and hearing her slurred words she sat up on the bed, having a horrified expression.
Joel heard what and just how Amy spoke to him, as brought him to standing at the bathroom door, toilet water dripping from his goaty beard.
"A...my," Joel said, as much surprised at how what she said seemed to be similar to how he was able to speak.
Amy rolled half off her bed, with feet on the floor, she sat there on the edge of the mattress.
"Whaa...t ah..., why aaa...m I awking like you...," Amy asked, as she felt strange or oddly afraid, scared that the semen she swallowed and the semen in her vagina was working together to make her a doe goat.