Seeing her is to know my most twisted inner desire to pleasure her and me all at once. The wife takes a firm hold on my male goaty part and squeezes it with a love lusting intent.
I know what she wants and as much part of me longs to feel ourselves locked in a wild romp of true goatish mating.
Her body always turned me on but now with the slender form accented by the sprouting hairs of a nanny goat, she makes me become terribly erect in just seconds. As like with Connie that one fate making time the wife has those same fuzzy palms and her stroking me bring on such pangs for sex and my passions.
"Make us dear, one romp and we shall be mated for life!" begged the wife.
I knew it all too well as the true mating would without a doubt make her changes go faster and even my new self would look more as a goat. As much as she toyed with me and I did want it, there was this langing thought that if I ran away we might have a chance to beat this all.
The specticles, they were the one way, if I could get them on and direct me and the wife to before that moment when I was sucked by Connie, well it might work for us!
As much as I wanted to get to my wall safe the wife wanted me to come to bed.
I suggested that the specticles would add to our appreciation of becoming goat together, she smiled and followed me to my study.
It was very hard both my erection and dialing the combination to the safe. Once the door popped open I reached in and took out those golden pair of specticles.
The wife grabbing my erection dragged me off to the bedroom as I struggled to walk and put on the specticles.
"Spirit I call for your help to let me see that moment just before Connie sucked me and my wife into her infected curse." said I.
Instantly I was seeing myself there in the pool house and Connie's yellow eyes trying to grip me in a gaze.
The wife could not see what I saw and tugged so hard I thought she rip my goat cock clean off. Instead seeing Connie approaching me I tried to fall into the scene and break the coming situation from happening.
As I actually toppled over and fell so did the wife on top of me.
In the scene she saw the faint traces of what I was seeing and there too standing over us was Connie in all her nanny goat glory.
I scrambled up first and the wife followed me as in the past time we both took to running out the pool house and jumped the fence to run home.
As we both arrived to our house I walked us into the bedroom and to as close to the very spot where the Spirit began our short viewing of past history.
The wife was naked and me too but all signs of her and my infection of becoming goats was GONE!
As I sighed relief the wife collapsed to her knees. She began to cry as if in some horrid amount of persoanl pain. I reached to comfort her but she jerked away.
Looking up at me with tear filled eyes she blubbered out, "I liked what I felt, it was something wonderous and so real that the very sensations was worth the price!"
Looking at her face I asked, "You wanted to become some hoofed and shaggy nanny goat?"
A nod of her head suggested she missed the real delights she had expected would be if she became as a goat.
"Well it wasn't my fantasy of delight!" I said right back.
Blubbering some more she wiped her tears away and said, "No I suppose you would have us both be Haflinger ponies and you then mate me and be a stallion at stud, aye!"
She would make me step back as I thought she never knew of my deep fantasy to be a pony and stud. The specticles still on my face I took a firm hold of the wife and asked for the Spirit to guide us back many decades to when our house was just an open pasture.