John nodded as he listened to his uncle's warnings. his thoughts raced as he listened to his uncles words. His hand wandered down to his semi-hard cock during the conversation and as he nodded he also rubbed his dick absent-minded. his was a world full of new sensations that he simultaneously wanted to dive into and run from. He laughed when his uncle warned him that mating with a goat would turn him into a goat. Why would he do such a thing? the idea was ludicrous. Just because he was half goat didn't mean he would be instantly attracted to some female goat. Even if she did have cute little horns and milk-laden teets and a broad rear and a deep wet—John's thoughts derailed as he suddenly realized that this may be harder than he thought. He could feel his stubby tail wag excitedly as he continued fondling himself. Even women didn't sound so bad now.
"Do you understand, my nephew?" Uncle jack said as he placed a hand on top of John's. John flushes as he realized he was stroking himself in front of his uncle. The goat-man let out a bashful chuckle that came out as more of a bray.
"Not really," John replied. The new pleasureful sensations overloaded him beyond the point of self-awareness. He seemed dazed as he took a few steps back.
"I'm sure it'll all come naturally in a few days," uncle Jack replied. The bell at the front of the store jingled. "Ah! Your first customer!"