Beckie and her father were release from the Medical Research Facility. As they were driven home Frank thought of his one daughter who he lost to the animal kingdom. Crying he held onto Becky.
"Why Becky, why did she prefer to stay a goat? How could she have more love for that big black buck than for us? How, How?"
"Daddy you were there! You was a big buck goat! How did it feel when mounting, enjoyable? A feeling of lust so great that you could give up life if not able to have sex! Really Daddy I understand her lust. We both were mounted by you and others. Dozens, Hell hundreds to times I was mounted. I had sex at college, but this was so intense and the deep thrusting so pleasured my animal lust that I became acustomed to the mountings."
"How, how could my little girls be so whore minded as liking to be breeder goats?"
"Forget it Pop, she's where her mind, human almost gone has her being a nanny goat. Now you and I are free of that dirty lifestyle. We can go home and be with Mom, said Becky softly."
As the van pulled up to their old homestead, Frank's wife Joan ran out to greet and hug them both. Walking inside the driver followed and asked the Misses' to sign the invoice for delivery.
That night Frank readied for bed. As he put off his clothes and looked at the remaining buck goat hair. He smoothed his soft hand across his still furred belly. His fingers snagged his goat sheath still full in size and form. Itching his balls in their furred sack hanging low between his thighs, thoughts of rich sex with furry butts ran in his mind.
Closing his eyes he tried to put it out of his memory. A well remembered feeling brought his eyes wide open. Looking in the mirror a long, hardy, red, goat's cock hung midair. The member all of what he had enjoyed for a year as a buck goat throbbed for release.
"Frank, dear come to bed, called his wife!"
Turning off the lights he walked into the bedroom and snuggled under the sheets. "Lucky, he thought as the cool sheets sent his goat cock back into the furry sheath."
"Frank, dear that invoice I signed had a warning about having sex for about six weeks, but I've waited a long time. I don't care, please take me if you can?"
Frank sat up on the edge of the bed. Head in hands he shivered at any thought of sex.
"Dear, you don't know what it was like! My will was stripped from me. Only a animal lust of dominance over females drove my every daily need. I grazed, chewed cud, and mounted dozens of times each day!"
"Fulfil my desire dear, come to me now and know my love, she offered."
Frank asked his wife to touch his belly. Her hands shaking as she stroked the rounded hairy belly. Then she stopped as her fingers locked unto his sheath. Running her hand down it's length was so sensual that both hugged the other.
Frank's cock sprouted hard and moist from it's hairy home. Joan ran her hands down it's length onto the hairy sheath. "Frank your so long and much bigger than I imagined!"
Rolling atop her Frank could hold back nomore. As if a buck he plunged his cock into Joan. She screamed in pain by his rough treatment. Frank began to thrust in and out. First slowly and then in harsh rapid movments. Huffing and almost snorting Frank worked his gaot sex richual. Joan began to enjoy the beastly size of member deep in her body.
The clock in the hall struck tweleve, then one, and two. Joan was in a rapture of sexual thrills. While Frank in the dark still plunged and thrust. Time after time he unloaded his balls. It seemed a never ending amount of semen as he shivered now in sensual delights.
Finally he lay on his back on the bed. An aching goat cock high in the air. Huffing and short of breath he laid quiet.
Joan got up and walked into the bathroom to wash off her sweat and some dripping semen. In the light of the bathroom she looked out in toward the bed. The view of Frank was disturbing yet offered a lusty scene.
Frank's feet were human but sported a cloven hooves. Light goat fur speckled his legs and thickened at the thighs and groin. Goat hair feathered out to smooth skin above his navel. Then speckles of gray hair covered his shoulders.
In the air like a red pole stood his long goat shaft. A red monster it had a knob on the end slinder below and quickly flared broad to four or five inches round at the base. Joan licked her lips in a lusty thought. "Frank, she thought I lost you to the animal world for a year, but it looks as if it was worth it!"
As she crawled into be they kissed and rolled to each side of the bed.
Frank lay content and tired, his red cock still hard hung off the side of the bed. "Good Night my love!"
Becky lay in her bed tossing from side to side. No sooner did she fall asleep than she had wet dreams of bucks and her animal lusts.
At about two a.m. she sat up her mind a whirl of animal lust. She begged to be fucked as the breeding goat she's been for two plus years.
Getting up she crept down to look in on her Mom and Dad. Peering in the hall light gave a view of Mom rolled over toward the wall. Dad lay facing to her, his red goat cock still hard and in mid air.
Becky knelt down her face level with the red cock end. Her nose held the rich scent of Buck goat cock and a touch of semen. She licked her lips, she needed to be fucked. Yet if not one way she would find relief in another.
Without a thought of awakening her father she opened her mouth. A long goat tongue slooped out and wrapped the cock head. Pulling it in her warm mouth she began to suck on it.
Frank's eyes opened showing square yellow pupils. He smiled and sitting up allowed Becky's oral advance. "Come my dear, we'll go to your room!"
Once in the room Becky flung her nighty off and kneeled on her bed. Frank in all goat style mounted and plunged in as before. Huffing and moaning went on till theclock in the hall gonged four a.m.
Frank tired and sweating got up and without a look walked out and back to bed. Becky lay on her bed sweaty and covered with sticky semen.