Ken bleated at the rear of the barn, his mind that of a goat. The noise he made disturbed the nanny goats one of which was Gwen. Anna watched the whole thing play out till she could nolonger hold back her fears.
"I..I command that Ken brakes away and runs out into the pasture, there he should change back to himself!"
"Oh Anna you care for him, he's a male and they are beneath us. He is fine as a buck goat! I say he should be branded and sent to pleasure the females of his new kind."
"NO, I want him to be my brother again and Gwen doesn't deserve to be a goat for life neither, now make it so!"
Suddenly "HEY come back here!" Ken broke his rein and ran off into the pasture lane that opens to a wide green pasture.
The groom and helper scratched their heads as they watched the young buck hop and jump his way to the pasture. "Play hell to get him back, said the groomsman, well leave'm go!"
Ken grazed to his goatish heart's content. As the sun hit noon he went to sleep beneath a spreading oak tree in the pasture.
"Aarrrrrrah, Ken moaned as he stretched while waking up in the pasture." Suddenly the taste to grass in his mouth sent an alarm off in his male mind.
Eyes wide open he viewed himself as he lay on the ground below the great oak tree. Ken's body still covered in dark brown goat's hair gave quite a stirr. Needless to say Ken touched the hairy legs and thighs that laid out in front of him.
Legs of a goat, cloven hooves of a goat, thighs, and my God balls and a sheath of a goat. As he touched his furry sheath pangs of sexual desire rushed throught his being.
Quickly his red goat shaft rouse out of the hairy sheath and swung midair in front of his face. Even as he sat looking at it the memory of mounting a nanny goat's rump came back in his thoughts.
"GWEN!" Ken said out loud as he sat in male goaty heaven. "It was Gwen as a goat I mounted last night!" The lust of his mounting was still too much as his goat cock spewed precum and gave feeling of unloading.