After a stroll of some distance we wondered where we had walked into. Lights flickering of gas lit torches hung on the stone walls made the place seem as a house of horrors and no a Zoo.
"Good Morning, said a voice to our left as a figure stepped out into the yellowed light."
A figure yes but what the Hell was it! Standing eight feet tall he had a human face but with large dark eyes and markings of a Zebra. Black and white hairy stripes running from his tall ears down a neck topped with a stubby mane. Over bare shoulders and across a hearty male chest. A leather stripped kilt covered his personals and below he stood on feet and solid hoofs of Zebra equine style.
"I am your guide to the exibit of "Changing Old Ways!"
As he stepped in front of us we all noted his tail hanging below the rear of the kilt. "John piped up first and asked just what strange dress he was wearing."
Truning with a smile he said, "I wear a kilt when in the presence of a lady!"
"No, no I mean why are you dressed up as part Zebra and part human, Is this a Zoo or a fun house, asked John with a rough tone?"
"Viewing and seeing for one's self is worth a thousand words of explanation, come and see today's special exibit, said our leader."
John and Marge held hands and I walked to one side watching the strange fellow leading us ever deeper into the cavern. A touch on my shoulder spun me around coaxing me into the darkness.
It was so black I couldn't see my hand in front of my nose. Yet I was not alone! A soft very female voice talked to me and I listened caught in the interesting moment.
"Please you must escape this place, she said with an urgent note in her voice. I snuck out of where they have me doing work and with your help he can run from this place of terror and Hellish agony!"
"I just came in here with my friends and they are far down the hall see there!" As I look down the long hall only the flickers of gas lights and no sight of John and Marge.
"He has them by now, their gone and you won't be able to find them anymore, she said softly!"
"Why not, I asked?"
"Him, he is the leader of his herd and will corral their lust for life by offering them freedom from the bonds of human existance. They soon will not walk holding hands in love but walk and graze as Zebra's in his herd in the zoo above."
"I can't believe....."
She pushed me out into the dim light of the now vacant hallway. The sight of her thrilled my heart, built my lust, and gave me the stiffest hard I'd had in twenty years.
Slender but well muscled she had the look of an animal bred for it's strength. She stood upright but had four legs when she would walk any distance. White horns adorned her thick furry head, as the hair thinned as it neared her very human face. Her neck seemed a little long for any human body but shoulders, chest, and body were that of a Cashmere goat.
Long blonde shaggy hair hung combed and neat from her slender form. As she fauned her fore legs across my shoulders she put her weight down upon me as well.
My eyes filled with learning her form gazed down to see two furyy brown skinned teats hung neatly between two well muscular thighs. Legs and nimble feet with black well shined cloven hooves offered a sound stance on the rough stone floor.
As I panned my vision upward she planted an impassioned kiss on my lips. Her pouty narrow tongue pursed between my lips and searched my mouth for a friend.
At first I tried to pull back but she instilled on me a desire to continue and soon my arms hugged her hairy back.