Joan dropped to the ground in exhaustion, and was completely spent. Unfortunately, judging by the twitching feeling she felt on her ears, she knew that her goat ears had returned. She grabbed onto the sink and pulled herself up to the mirror. What she saw in the mirror was truly horrifying. Her face was completely human, except for her black lips, goat's nose, horns, and ears. She had a patch of fur peaking out from between her cleavage, and some under her arms. She bent down to remove her stockings only to find fur covering her whole leg, and a row of four nipples underneath her mammoth breasts. While she was racked with orgasm, she didn't feel any changes. Her ass felt bigger and while bent down saw that her cock had definitely become more goatlike, and longer. It was flaccid at 13 inches-- there was no way she could hide this easily. Joan's tail dangled as low as her cock did, and sat down on the floor and sifted through her skirt pocket to find her cellular phone. She dialed and put the phone up to her twitching goat ear.
"Jeb! It's Joan... Something happened, and, I wasn't able to control myself. I look more like a goat already.. and what's worse, my tits are huge, and they are lactating!" she cried. "Well Joan," said Jeb. "There's nothing that I can do about that. You're going to be stuck like that forever. You see, I've already manipulated your DNA as much as I can. We haven't designed a formula stronger than the one I gave you last night. You are 'frozen' in that form forever-- you will never be a full goat, but you will never be fully human. I'm sorry Joan, you should have controlled your urges.." he said, as the phone dropped from her hands, frustrated.
Joan couldn't believe that she'd be like this forever, with goat urges becoming more and more a part of her thoughts. She wreaked like a goat, and looked alot like one, but was very womanlike at the same time. Joan realized that she needed to escape. She grabbed her skirt off the floor and pulled it up over her waist and left the bathroom, topless. Her tits bounced as she walked through the office, gaining speed with each stride. It was lunchtime by now, so she was confident that she could make it to the stairs. She went down the stairs and out through the back of the building, where a "Pleasure Island Farms" truck had just stopped abruptly. Two men came out of the truck and grabbed Joan as she bleated, and she was thrown in the back of the truck as they slammed the cargo area shut.