With a smile on her face Joan tilted her head around. She was still on all fours, her ass raised in the air, pussy bared to the world. Her tail was aloft in a teasing fashion and her testicles swayed as she jiggled her behind. “Baby-” Joan said as she spun around, expecting to see the face of Jennifer; her son turned daughter. What stared back was much more familiar than she was expecting. Her gaze traced upwards from the ground, looking over the familiar hooves, the familiar tail, the familiar ears and the familiar horns. She barely had time to fully process exactly what was standing before her before it let her know.
“Bleaeaeaet!” The feral goat replied, sending a shiver through Joan’s spine. Her body shook, reacting unpredictably to the new presence that stood behind her. Her first instinct was to run, her muscles twitching as she issued the command, but still her legs remained locked in place; frozen. This gave her a moment to think, “Did she even want to move?” The lingering question was quickly answered by the quiver that spread through Joan’s loins and the growing dampness that followed. The animal took this as an invitation, prodding her behind once more. It’s damp nose brushed against her cheeks, forcing them apart as it used its thick broad tongue; lapping downwards, tracing the length of her sex. She did her best to stifle a moan before finally she realised; she was in the woods, no one could see her, no one could hear her. It was just her and the goat.
Joan shuddered with renewed purpose, her temperature rising as her cock stiffened, coming to life amid her unplanned encounter. “Mhmm… I shouldn’t…” She moaned, her back arching, beads of sweat forming on her brow as she fought with her common sense. “Need to… save myself… Screw over Henry and Jess…” She mumbled, her knees buckling as the Goat lapped at her once more.
“Ngh-ahhhh-”
Each lick did more than turn her on. Joan could feel her pussy throbbing, growing and shifting. Her feminine lips became less delicate, taking on a leathery texture as her latest change became apparent. A goat’s pussy. “Nghh… I can… I can live with this…” Jon reasoned, her lustful body trying it’s best to haggle with her mind. “Just my pussy… Nothing major....” She continued to mumble, pleading for herself to give in. Her body thrust backwards suddenly, pushing her new sex, and her musk closer to the goats nose. The goat licked again as the last of her defences fell; now there was nothing holding her back.
“Come on Billy Goat~ Am I sexy enough for you yet… Can you not smell me?!” She practically screamed. She felt like a gag had just been removed and finally she could cry for help. No longer bound by her rational mind the half goat woman shook in anticipation, biting her own lip hard as she shook her rear about. The goat pulled backwards, another bleat echoing out through the forest as it stamped its two front hooves, digging them into the leaves. Joan was growing impatient, her tail was up, she was presenting her new sex as best she could. She heard him exerting, and when she felt her patience about to dissolve the Billy goat lept. Finally she felt him, a weight atop her back and a hard mass thrusting eagerly against her rear. With one lucky thrust she felt the foreign shaft penetrate her. The summation of it all of it quickly became too much for Joan and the goat's weight overwhelmed her, her arms buckled and her face collapsed into the piss soaked ground. She did her best to adapt and folded her arms around her head, bracing herself for the goat’s frantic thrusts.
“Mhmm, I’m your Nanny Goat... “ She muttered into her arms, her body climbing closer and closer to climax as the goat used her. “Sexy Nanny Goat…” She continued, revelling in the fact that she was changed enough to be recognised as a potential mate. This is what she wanted for her and Henry, would this have been so hard?! Her own husband had betrayed her; and for what! Their stupid Cow daughter? The pair of breasts with legs? He was missing out, the stench, the mud, the grass. It was so good! He would have grown to like it as she had. This could have been the two of them out here, in the dirt, rutting and fucking and climaxing with a - a---
“Bleaeat!” Joan cried out as she felt her pussy convulse and her body grow limp. The Billy Goat behind her shouted in unison as she finally felt his warm seed coat her insides. Her legs shook and buckled as she fell from his shaft, collapsing on the ground entirely. The goat scampered almost immediately as Joan revelled in post organic bliss, relishing her filthy state as cum dribbled down her rear. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was how good she felt here in the woods.