My time of facination over and the need to return to present time and my small world had me removing the specticles. It was as I did and put them in a pocket that I could feel the hot breath of one filled with desire.
A quick turn I was face to face almost with Connie her now goat like legs making her taller even than me. Breathing fast and heavy like some animal intent of passion she stood motionless her eyes glaring at me in the faint light from a open door.
"Connie!" I exclaimed in surprise and some embarressment for being where I had no business to be.
She said nothing, just kept on breathing heavily and keeping her eyes focus on my face. It was like having some Tiger or Wolf in a zoo wanting eye contact as if so doing they could see into one's mind and fears.
Try as I could not to make eye contact with her she had this presence about her which made me uncomfortable and erect all at the same time.
A step to right and then to the left, I wanted to side step her intentions and make it into the open for any possible escape. Yet she blocked my way and said nothing. She stood there eyeing me and my face as if with gaining eye contact I'd be spellbound like looking at some giant Python.
"Please Connie, I'd like to return home!" I said as if to plea for not to do what even I down deep was wishing to have happen.
Standing there waiting for her response and step aside, made her response known. In a flash quick move she raised her fuzzy arms and jammed them down the front of my trousers. Although I jumped at her touch she knew instantly I was erect as hell and maybe more than willing to give her what she desired.
Now in that instant of time my mind wandered back to things I'd read about people wishing to be animalistic. Some seem to think of it as mere curiosity to see themselves in another life form. A passionate desire to seek another world, a fervent feeling to abandon human morals, and the stress of human civilization, a simpler lifestyle, more basic to the daily needs of maintaining life, to become an animal.
Those who would wish this upon themselves might never consider what is like to live outside those civilized rules we as humans have lived by for thousands of years. It is ecential to ultimately adopt the behaviour and customs of the animal form, imagine a rational reasoning mind inside an animal body. If one were as Ellen who became a race horse how would she be ridden to win a race if as being rational she felt like not running at all? Connie there before me was finding her desires of a young and pretty girl seeking for male companionships to be easily transitioned to a Nanny goat's lust for fulfilling the instinctive passions for mating.
As she had dressed like so many girls do thinking they need to look like some slinky lady of the street to draw a man's attention. Their passion is to be seen as something to be desired by the man. Yet the original plan was for most to find a man willing and respectable enough to marry and live life to the fullest.
It was like Connie was standing there before me and her hands beckoning me to be as degraded socially to accept a bestial relationship and give her the sexual pleasuring her animal side so much desired.
Part of me felt the lust and animal desire making me even more stiffly erect and mouth to water for the wild romp being suggested. It was the moral and learned part of me that fought this lust for sensual sensation and knew that if I did partake, well I might become so infected too!
Those nimble fingers, fuzzy palms, the shaggy hairs about her wrists, all this and those searching seeking eyes were making almost willing to agree. In my male set mind I was actually longing to accept her and feel the wildness of sexual play between me and some animal form.
"Do it, come lets play and do it!" Connie beckoned me.
One might consider going along with her suggestion and take the consequences of having sex with such a sensual beauty as was Connie right then. I was being really tempted but my thoughts raced for reasons to accept and morals to decline.
A wonder of preserving what is one's self after becoming say a brute billy buck goat, the possible degraded intelligence and those bestial behavioural patterns, they too had to make some effects. I think of how it might happen this degrading of the mind. Would such come quickly and one minute think yourself still human while the next second forget all human knowledge and be an ignorant beast. Then too as one thinks of themself to be still human in mind, one is unaware of the cervine patterns of goat lifestyle slowly take over. This would without realising it, I might become fully a billy buck goat mentally and physically!
"Please no, Connie I would not wish to become a billy goat for you! My long desire was to be as a pony stallion but I may never be allowed to know this in my life." as I pleaded for her to seek another.
The attitude of her eyes changed and she ripped down my trousers as crouching down her dark lips enwrapped my very erect cock.
Suddenly my constitution slumped and will to her desires melted. My own sensual passion to be as an animal someday took hold of my thoughts and unwillingness was gone, I let her delight upon me!
Moments passed and memories of a president and his aide doing what I was feeling, it made me feel as though I was elected for great sensations such as Connie.
A long goaty like tongue wrapped about my erect penis and tugged me into the wildest feelings of male pleasuring. She sucked on me like my penis was a popcicle in the summer heat. Her hads and shaggy arms danced about my legs and groin to bring me into her spellbinding ways.
"Connie, oh Connie!" called her mother from the back deck of their spacious home.
"Damn, fuck, I can't ever have all my fun!" grumbled Connie as she let loose my aching penis and stood up grabbing for her clothes.
I stood there still half naked and erect. I watched Connie struggle with her jeans and sweatshirt. She quick combed her long hair giving an occasional lusty look back at me.
"You can leave once I and Mom go into the house. I would have liked it that you join me in my coming new life! I find young boys so impossible and older men are so experienced in the ways of making me feel good! Please consider me and think about it, your my desire!" she said as if pleading with me to be her buck.
She left and with her mother enetered the house but not without a lusty look my way again.
I hoisted up my trousers tucking my seriously erect penis back into the underwear and seeing the thing poke out the leg opening a good three inches. Zipped up and straightened a little I snuck out the still half open door of the pool house.
My evening was to say a little bit discontenting, the wife was in a rare mood and thought we should go to bed early. My mind was still enwrapped in the lusty passion I'd felt ealier in the day. The wife was in bed and the lights turned down way low as I walked from the bathroom to claim into the sack.
A sensation of almost intense bestial lust for making love came over me. I was almost savage in the manner to which I thurst myself into the wife as she maoned with delight. Her hands roved me making the passionate moments all the more thrilling and it would have ended that way had not I felt something as being wrong.
The wife still moaning for me to come back as I went for the bathroom and flicked on the lights.
"Oh shit!" I exclaimed as what I saw there in my groin was not as it looked when I got up that morning.
My penis was now incased in a narrow rubbery sheath that was grown around the base of my penis and attached itself to my stomach. A brown furry sheath, thick skinned and shaggy of hairs was now part of me. My human penis was changed, mutated as it were, dark red, slickly coated in my cum and the wife's juices. The thing looked more beastly than I had ever imagined an animal's cock could look like. I could but watch
its tip move for a moment, then I got a jerk as it became horridly erect standing out a good sixteen inches past the end of my sheath.
The sound of me seeing it and the maoning of sensual feelings I could only but imagine before had my wife knocking at the bathroom door.
I might have just covered it up and in the dim lighted bedroom would again pleasure the wife. Yet it was furry and now with sheath, longer than a man's penis, it was in very fact become a billy goat's hot red cock! as I gripped it thinking what to say to the wife outside the locked door my eyes peered down to see even more of my strange situation.
Nervous as anyone might be at such a scared moment I saw below the base of my furry sheath a pair of pendulous balls slapping my inner thighs. They were furry too, and much larger than my human testicles were just hours before. Maybe what was worse came from them a gut wrenching urge to release the built up flood of semen balls like them could produce.
The wife was knocking at the door and sounding as if angered beyond words.
A feeling, yes I could, and with lifting one leg up high I ripped off the most fiendish bubbling fart of my entire life.
"Oh my word, dear!" exclaimed the wife from outside the door.
"Constoopated!" I intentionally slurring the word to suggest what she would then think I was doing, and how I felt too, leaving her for what was needed to be done.
"Good night dear and do open the window before leaving the room!" said the wife as she went back to bed passified.
I was then alone, naked and seeing the infection my afternoon's oral foreplay had made of me.