Joan was the first to rise and walked into the bathroom. She took off her gown and turned on the shower. She hung up a towel over the glass door and stepped in. Soaping up she thought of the wild sex the night before.
As she bent over to wet her hair she poured a litle Head and neck shampoo. As she rubbed in the shampoo she had a pain in the top of her forehead. The palm of her hand felt a sharp points and then two.
Quickly she washed down the soap and stepped from her shower. Fingers pulled back her hair to see two small black points sprouting from her skull. "Oh my God, she sai aloud!"
"Dear what's the trouble, said Frank as he walked in?"
Joan turned to see her husband walk in as her fingers still felt the black points.
"Oh God, Frank, said Joan in surprise and then in wide eyed horror."
Frank stood in the doorway. He had not noticed his posture or form. Only a few weeks ago he roamed the pasture on all fours.
Holding onto the doorcase he looked at Joan. The goat hair had returned and totally cover Frank head to hooves. His mouth and nose noe looked more like a goat muzzel. Ears were again long, furry and pointed. Black ribbed four inch long goat horns poked out of his forehead.
Joan looked down his form as belly was round and sheath bigger yet. Thigs had narrowed to look as if owned by a goat. Crouched he stood on hind feet and large black cloven hooves.
Frank smiled and in a moment of mutual terror bleated!
"Oh Frank what has happened to you, your a billy goat again!"
Frank looked down his body length. Turning to one side he wiggle a goat tail that had gown over night as well. Raising his head he smiled again showing goat incissor teeth and black lips.
Stepping forward he tried to balance on cloven hooves and hind legs. Suddenly he reached out and fell toward Joan. Frank's forelegs fell over her shulders as his hooves scrathed back.
At that moment Frank joined the animal kindom of a second and final time.
Just then Becky let out a scream!