A large breed of goat was this 230 pound male creature. Lucky for Alan that the larger head offered space enough for most of his brain. There were of course parts of what his human brain had for speech and learning which were lost to being degraded down to something the size of a goat's.
Yet for the present he remembered well his transformation, he knew of his human self and the fond memories of friends and family too. He knew where he was, where he was being taken, and then placed in a straw covered pen.
Lysaila being her human self wrote a name on a card and pasted it to his pen door.
"I left your name as Alan so you won't get disorientated when called to come! Do try to become a true goat and please don't try to comunicate with anyone of the students or staff. If I hear of you doing anything to make my plans run arye' you'll pay for your treachery, you can be sure of that!" said Lysaila as she turned and left him in the Lab.
Alan was now left to himself and began to thing of what he was and the sensations he felt being now a goat. Walking in circles he tried to spie his body and self. The ability of bending around as a human form was not the same with being a goat. Although he could not touch his face or head with what were once hands, he could bend his long neck and with a longer tongue found licking his sheath's end a strange new delight.
The sensorium of his degraded brain left him with the taste ability of a common goat. His licking of both sheath and later a red hot oily cock made for him one of his real and new joys of being a male goat.
With tail flicking to his sensations of naked delights, Alan found getting erect and trying to stand upright was oddly very sensual. He'd walk stiffly about his pen, cock out straight and hard, it flayed about with every step. He pawed the air with forelegs trying to keep his balance and snorted with anxious desire to ram his cock into a moist and hot hole.
It was after a couple of hours being both upright and erect that he began to realize just how much his mind was changing to accept his new self.
This made him drop to all fours and stand thinking of his place there at the college. He was then to be the mascot for the school's teams. He a goat was to show their readiness to be tough, and ready to fight for the rights to be a winner. He thought it all boiled down to being a winner at sex and making the species grow in numbers, that for him was now his only reason to live.