Bob placed the package on the table and ripped open the wrapping. Undressing and looking down at his furry self and goatish equipment, he pulled the stopper from the blue beaker and chugged the heavy liquid down.
"Agh..." Bob felt a soothing sensation overcome him. He began to rub himself all over as the feeling intensified. He could feel his old self returning through the goat. The fur was receding and his manhood was that once again.
Exhilirated, Bob grabbed the purple container containing sweet smelling oats, he bounded up the stairs to Anne's bedroom where he knew his little Anne was.
Bob was correct, not only was Anne there, but her brother Todd as well. In fact, they were locked in sexual bliss as Anne bleated out in pleasure as Todd thrusted deep into her.
Bob stood in the doorway for a moment, still startled by this sight. However, he quickly recovered and opened the container and attempted to bribe the nanny to him. That, however, was futile as her need for sex far exceeded that for food.
Sighing, Bob went over to the humping pair and bent over to hand feed the food to Anne.
Anne's eyes were closed in bliss, but the smell of food opened them. She began to nibble on the sweetish oats and still managed to meet Todd's thrusts. When done, Bob smiled and waited for the magic to happen. He collapsed on Anne's bed still facing the two goats. Closing his eyes, he soon felt a warm, wet feeling around his now human cock. It was the nanny, sucking him off as she got it in the behind. Bob wanted to stop, but it felt too good, and maybe there was still a little goat in him not quite gone, so he cupped he furry face and allowed her to continue giving him a blowjob.