Sleeping lightly in the farmhouse near to the barn and pastures each having a herd of cattle, goats, and sheep; a neat looking 18-year-old Tina jerked awake.
Her Parents were not to be at home that night and until the next afternoon.
The mournful sounds of restless goats suggested of something radically wrong. Protective of the family farm and what it meant to her, Tina decided to take a look-see.
Slinking into her skin tight Jeans, struggling as usual with a T-shirt to get it over her head and smoothed over her more than ample sized breast, barefoot she ran out the house and toward the three wall lean-to building that offered shaggy goats some protection from the winter winds.
The goats were all grazing as if all were well.
Tina gave questioning look about and spotted standing hidden away in the shadows of that lean-to building, stood the dark silhouette of a man seemingly sporting quite an erection.
"Damn you, queer teeny booper' boys, how dare you come and scare my goats!" Tina spoke so boldly, she not knowing of who it was standing there, but seemed ready to the task to defend her home, property, and the animals from any harm.
"You thar, get the hell out'a thar or I will call the cops" she shouted.
(Your eyes peer close at the video screen, wondering just what and who would step out of the shadows and into the blue glow of a full moon.)
Slowly, the shadowed form walked out into the lustered glow of a moon reflecting the rays of an August sun burning elsewhere down upon the earth.
Tina stood with her mouth open, aghast, "Marty, is that...what are you?"
She did not know what to say. Before her stood a school chum, friend Marty, but not as his ole self anymore. As Marty smiled at Tina with a alluring grin, his face partially that like a goat, having dark brown wool growing under his armpits, shaggy long mane stretched to cover his spine, a tail of a goat, and from the waist down to the ground he stood as one well endowed male goat "Billy" buck; a Satyr!
Tina licked her suddenly dry feeling lips, the sight of man and animal in such a blending brought her into a sense of female orgasm.
"Evening Tina, I suspect you never saw anything like me, but here I am, as you see me, as I always was, ever since I met and got laid by a wild and wonderful Satyress at Pleasure Island two summers ago." Mary announced, he smiling seductively did walk toward a frightened, but aroused Tina.
Once he stood just the opposite side of the fence from her, Tina eyed his form, taking critical note to his goat legs, cloven hoofs, but seeing his big, big balls, and the sprig of black fur attached to just below his navel, his sheath and from it stood forth a dribbling red and quite bestial looking male "Billy" goat shaft.
Goat legs, covered with brown fur, pointed, furry ears, and interestingly nice contoured horns; seeing this and knowing Marty to be a real catch, Tina stood stunned.
Her eyes took close aim at watching his Penis, it growing out stiffer, stout, and red hot from the black furry sheath.
Lust blinked in his eyes as he approached the human female.
Tina turned as if ready to make a run for the main house and some sense of safety.
"Run" screamed her mind, but her body did not obey. She raised her hand and reaching past the fence did then touch the furry sheath. It felt wonderful. Her hand traced his groin, fondling his low hung balls.
Tina licked at dry nervous lips, seeing as Marty stood before her, he stroking his erect member, making her more, and more horny.
She moved to the pasture gate, opening it, she stepped into the pasture, walking to within inches of the strange lusty male form.
(Your breathing faster, eyes glued to the screen, and nervously throttling your own erection.)
The closer she came to Marty, Tina made verbal note of her feeling of his hot breath.
Enticed to doing what she knew was dangerous and blatantly wrong, Tina reached out her hands and dug into the shaggy goat wool that covered the head of her once good friend, Marty. She grabbed his head with her hands, pressing her lips to his, they kissed, each forcing a wandering tongue into the mouth of their mate.
As he returned her kiss, Marty tugs at her T-Shirt, breaking their kiss just long enough to bare her chest to his advances.
Passions flared as did the end to that goat like and mighty shaft that stood between two wanton lovers. Quickly, Tina peeled off her skin tight jeans, leaving her before this monster made for sex, she was then naked and at his mercy.
He reached down, his one hand fingering about her, as she moaning from his pleasuring; slowly the two slid down to lie upon the cool, damp green grass.
Marty knelt to cloven hoofs and protruding hocks, he leaned far forward, his nose sliding over what to Tina was her more sensual and private part.
Licking with a long and black tongue of a goat, Mary tantalized Tina. His massaging at her breasts made her moan.
Jerking from a sudden sharp pain just above her butt, Tina reached one hand away from stroking her lover to give a wondering touch to what ached.
Surprised, but not fearful, Tina felt she had grown a tail, a goaty tail like what Marty then sported.
She orgasmed several times as he Satyr male friend let go his firing as many good seething hot loads.
Getting up, Marty went after a horny nanny goat and did her while a stunned Tina laid there on the cold ground and tried to compose her wits.
(Your throttling has done little, as from your pants looms a mighty pool of wetness, semen, yours, shot out of you as did the loads come from a satyr into his mate.)
Seemingly revitalized from his romp with a then near cross-eyed nanny goat, Marty turned to eye his favored mate.
Tina moaned softly, she beckoning Marty to come and do her again, feeling horny as the devil himself, Tina lay there making Marty an offer he would dare not refuse.
Roaming hands and indulging fingers made Tina feel so horny she wanted to scream.
Embroiled in sexual warmth, she felt her feet lengthen, her toes fuse, becoming then as shiny black, and cloven hooves.
Her changes moved upward, turning her on, making her smile, as she felt waves of pleasure running through her changing body. A dense brown fur, matching her curly hair, covered her legs and spread up her back to her neck, covering her shoulders and backs of her arms.
She watched as what were before her fingernails changed color, turning black, growing thicker, cubed, as if small hoofs of their own.
The fur grew, enveloping about her navel, leaving her only bare skin that of the belly, her breasts, and a cute face framed in the wool of a goat.
Tickled by her change of form, Tina eyed her breasts as human nipples elongated, turned black in skin coloring, and resembled the teats of a nanny goat.
Laying exhausted in the grass, she felt two screw out of the very peak of her forehead, growing ten inches long and slightly curved. As they wrapped around and did cradle her then goat shaped ears.
As the sun began to rise, Tina took her hand and folded it into that of Marty, the two of them forgetting their past took off on a run toward the woods and more time together.
(Stunned, and as much delighted by the short video, you are speechless when on the screen prints out a question.)