"Good morning Sheri, did you sleep well?" Her Uncle Dave asked as he stood by the kitchen stove preparing their breakfast.
"I slept but not well, I woke up due to weird dreams. I dreamed most about the Billy Goat Teddy. He seems so kind and loving, is different than are your two big donkeys, or Boris, and not that I tried any of my horny female ways to coax Boris as..." Niece Sheri replied, she leaving the subject matter hanging, not willing to talk openly about her fantasies with herd sire animal cocks.
Breakfast got served and enjoyed, but as Uncle Dave finished eating, he did a big sigh and said, "Sheri dearest niece, I have encouraged you to do your toying with my animals, when I should have talked to you to reconsider your lusty aims in life. Worse, I have allowed you to come to me and we make love, of this I appreciate, me not having ever married.
Well, what I think this is the time to tell you something you have need to know about my farm and most of my sire animals.
No, no please stay seated by the table, ah this is very difficult for me to explain.
Now where was I, oh ah, I became the owner of this farm by winning it in a card game with its original owner. He informed me some about the farm, the land, and of a curse that abides here and across the pastures. The curse is real, no do not shake your head in disbelief, as it is real and I plan to show you an example of how the curse works.
The curse is governed by a devil spirits, of at times a Legion of devils that hate people for being people and of those foolish enough to jump any pen or pasture fence, the first animal they come to pet, as touch, that animal form becomes as kin to their body, as their physical self changes, and becomes either a male or female animal of the same breed.
No, no don't leave the table, you need to hear me. Now again, you made mention of Teddy, as when he arrived here his name was then Theodore, as when he got out of his BMW. He was a friend I met at my high school twentieth anniversary graduate party, and came to reinstate our past friendship.
Well he came on a bad day, and after some conversing, I coaxed, dared my athletic friend to do a standing broad jump, leap over the goat pen fence, as told him after the leap to chase Carol the nanny goat into the barn for to milk her. He was fast on his feet, after a fair chase he caught hold of her name collar, knelt and petted her before walking to staggering along with her to the barn.
I will leave out what happened to him as the curse took full control, but he became as you see he is now, a big buck goat with a meaty big cock.
Now sit still and hear what I need for you to know!
Ted learned how to cope with his becoming as cursed, his becoming a buck goat, as Carol, she being born a human went through her own changes here and became as you saw her in the pasture. She learned quickly to like being as living the lifestyle of a doe goat. She helped to indoctrinate Teddy, they are lovers of a sort, though still he would if he could coax any young female to mate with him, all they need do is jump a fence and the curse takes affect, and he would molest the girl or guy to becoming like him, a goat.
Boris too arrived here by car and stayed after he climbed the pasture fence, and walked around petting my then nineteen black Angus steers I was helping to fatten for sale come that fall. Boris, I met during college years, he a foreign exchange student who worked to gain his green card and remained in the country. He had no family, all dead, and was never married, so he lost nothing but his link to humanity by becoming my leased herd-sire bull.
Chance, he is that stinky Hog Boar you don't like to get near, as good or better for you if you don't become his next Sow.
However, and hear me well, Billy Goat Ted has learned how to talk, speak English fluently using his tongue and throat in the way a ventriloquist does an act with a dummy. If he wants to, or is looked at directly face to face asked a question, he will as can give an answer. Once you try what I said, he will be on your case to cause your damnation and become as another doe goat for him to mate, as mate daily!"
"Really, Uncle Dave such fairy tales, you would expect me to believe such a fool story!" Sheri said, as she got up and walked to her bedroom.
"WHAT I TOLD YOU ARE FACTS, THE CURSE IS REAL, SO YOU BEWARE NOT TO TEST IT...!" Dave yelled at Sheri.