As had the goat woman, Ken too was raised above the floor as he looked down from his lofty positioning. He looked at the almost fully changed goat hung there as well, taking note that her cloven hoofs were but a few inches from able to touching the floor. Ken noted that he was trussed up to where his feet were hung about four feet off the floor.
Partially prepped, Ken hung to where as he would change, any struggling to gain his freedom would be a useless gesture. Motions from the coming pain to a body forced chemically to transform, was for Ken the expected worse of gaining a life long fantasy. He felt quite excited, his heart pounding in his chest; just as his erect penis remained stiff but would oddly wriggle, it gaining the early stages of coming equine libido.
Almost unnoticed by Ken as he watched his penis rise and fall; a man manager variety entered the room and joined those there taking care of both victims of the amusement park's scientific artistry. Ken raised his head to look at a well-dressed man in a white Lab coat and dress black slacks walk to standing within ten feet from the almost Doe goat babbling with short bleats about how she felt.
The man was joined by one of the two caretakers, as both began looking at the clipboard and making visual notes of the goat as close to her end-time. The men tended to ignore Ken and his penis minor physiological obvious changes.
"Excuse me, but might I be allowed to ask a few questions," as stuttered Ken through the waves of surging changes happening to his internal self?
The manager looked then at Ken as if to okay the asking of a question, while the caretaker stood looking annoyed, he put his hands to hips.
"When finally as a Mule, will I know my friends as friends," asked Ken his words slurring from lips and tongue already begun to grow.
The manager, scientist type flipped a page on the clipboard and begin to say, "Special Case number 4,964,507-M being a non-deferred male Mule. You were chosen to remain as male, and not castrated, therefore the usual mental degrading will not happen to your brain; leaving you as capable to think, remember, know, read, and understand language spoken by people. As such, and being physically a Mule animal, you shall lack any ability to mouthing of words. As to your question, then yes, you shall know friends from foes; as specified here, someone will allow your intelligence continued intact.
You, unlike most as even this Doe goat here, you are only the fifth one of our equine allotment to be left with any human recollection of what you were when human. I would say its foolish and you will discover the retained knowledge to be an extra hardship; yet a manager here about wanted you to know who and what you are and were. I for one know that this will in time be a source to causing insanity, a brute big animal wrought with hate and gone mad, which will cause a fine animal its own destruction," grumbled the scientist, as he hands the clipboard to another man and proceeds to walk then from out the room.
"I for the one here does thank you," said Ken, slowly.
The caretaker then walked up close to Ken, he standing below, as had to look up to making sure nobody else can hear him. "If you think what I've ordered as done will be a blessing, then you have got a lot to learn about being as an animal!
I plan to check on your progress mister tough guy, and once placed in your daily rituals, I expect your human thoughts to go simply nuts," he told Ken of his coming plight.
"Why, as might I ask, do I feel so aroused, my penis stiff and it bobbing," Ken asked as with each new wave of his arousal he closed his eyes and squinted.
"Huh, get used to that feeling of passion. What your enhanced senses are noting comes from the almost a Doe goat
changed subject, as she is feeling her time of Heat. Indeed, goats are noisier than most other breeds, and the females may literally scream while feeling their loins in heat. If no buck goat is present when a doe comes into heat, she may make the same moaning and blubbering sounds as a buck in rut.
The reason for your soon cock to be bobbing is from your ability to discern a female animal or woman when enduring their bodily passion to feel lust. She is in heat and you when all a male Mule shall smell it and gain an erection. Although, for you as not being a castrated Mule, retaining your equine mule size scrotum and balls, your semen cannot make a equine mare pregnant, but you are semen infectious to humans."
As Ken hung there thinking, his wildest thoughts of being an animal and Mule only see sensual pleasures and a life, of living on a very basic and simple manner. What this man has done seems to Ken as a blessing, meanwhile wondering what is to come that he doesn't know about as yet?
Tainted as black his skin, and from considering the reality to come, Ken felt his bobbing penis begin to swell of added girth and extending as it continued to bobble. A sudden painfully erectness take hold of his penis, and wide eyed, as looking down, Ken did smile as he hung hapless and watched his human size male organ beginning to growing longer, longer, and thicker.