Kayla knew that any resistance she tried would e a futile gesture, and whatever she did, to anger her father further, or her mother, Kayla knew she might well expect to her chewing a cud for ten to twenty some years.
"Goats are vile creatures with lurid sexual habits, the bucks being the worst; they pissing on their heads, beards, forelegs, and chest, when wanting to attract a doe goat. Worse is the doe, as if you changed me, my mental desires would be wholly for feeling my virtue as stretched wide and my virtue as drilled deep.
Make of me a Satyress then, so that I might retain some sense of being human.
I do not want for being alive, living, walking on all fours, bearing my rump for any buck to sniff, lick, and mount.
James acted horny toward me, he deserved what he got, and from becoming a male goat, his desires turned toward doe goats. Let me then speak with mother, as surely she would not wish to dooming, damn her daughter; forcing me to delight my passions with letting of buck goats to hump-thrust, and mate with her daughter." Kayla said, she pleading for mercy, something she never considered to ask Jame if he would like to be a buck goat.
"Mother, MOTHER PLEASE..., what is it you want me to do, I will obey...-baa," Kayla said and then bleated.
The shrill as well horny sort of bleat drew James toward Kayla, he walking with his buck's shaft sticking out past the furry sheath, it wagging as he walked.
"You keep your distance, stay away..., ah what is happening, my clothes, everything is turning into dust, as behold I am naked!" Kayla said, as she tried backing away from James approaching, she bumped into her father. "No Daddy, please, I do not want to be his sexual fodder!"
As with everything said and all was out in the open, James eyes and those of Kayla met, causing her to stand as eager for her friend to mount, humping, mate with her aroused self.