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Pleasure Island
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" Thank you for the warning, going onward is not in the better interest of a harmonious future! Would you care to along, if what you say happens and you become as is a big buck of a goat, what better to do than to have the consideration of a friend taking care of you.
Bob thinks on the cordial offer, and smiles, as if with a nod of his head he would agree to come along as your side; all seems well between the two who would be as friends.
Walking the thought to converse continues to work its way around to asking about the how and whys that Bob fell into the grasp of those sensual satyrs and satyress women.
The asking of that same question, "What was it like, having three horny satyress types doing you as you would want to do them," it intrigued a full human and horrified one who was more than is a satyr male,; he soon to lose all and become then as is the animal
"Stop, stop, enough already stop asking that same old question! Yes they did everything to me, and yes I enjoyed it, even to mouthing the satyress, licking her, and sucking her clean of the deposits shot in and spewed by so many others!" Bob replied, he showing signs that his answer was getting him horny, needing a release of pent up semen. Semen that to someone being part a male goat was such a pressure, it turn his stomach and made his mouth dry in want to have or enjoy some sexual relationship.
Apologizing and more apologies finally fail to make the grade, and when Bob fails to speak a word for more than half and hour, you both stop walking. Looking at Bob, his eyes have rolled up and back into his head. The next thing to note is he is becoming massively erect, his sheath opens, and out comes this red colored poker.
Taking a step backward to give some added space between Bob and he would originally wanted to be of help; a rut in the road caused a saving friend to fall.
To move quickly is the proper and safe thing to do, but getting up the face is toward the ground and getting up it needs to pass directly at the fore front of Bob and his oily, hot, and very red male rod. Stunned for seeing the thing in all its vicarious glory, the blunt end and its pulsing veins are a major distraction, as they are an attraction.
Stopping to stare right then became a deadly combination for two who were trying hard to remain as friends.
Bob moves at his prey, one hand gripping and holding his pulsing rod stiffly and able to direct it where he would will it to go. His target is there, you are his prey, he has need to quell his feelings of goatish lust. He makes a move toward you, his shaft jabbing at you, and you doing your utmost to keep a safe distance. Trying works for a few times, but the law of averages comes into play; and wallah; when least expected the tip of the oily thing pursed past the lips of your face, your mouth, and feeling the warm and moistness there, Bob surged ahead and deep down the throat.
Horror strikes, as does the tickling of your uvula to the back of the mouth and the beginning of the throat. That puckered flattened head of the goat-like male thing is where then for anyone human, is near as deadly as trying to swallow a live Rattlesnake!
Bob is so much near to becoming a beast goat that the lips of his goat penis are nipping at the touch of your wagging uvula. Even from that worm eye view the thick goat fur in rapidly encroaching and should soon cover his face. As the battle of the mouth and male organ continue unabated, the eying of Bob continues to take note of his hands. Hands and fingers twisting, becoming as if cannon bones and cloven hooves. As from what is and has happened, what was partially yet a man is then and completely that of a big buck goat.
Gradually the beastly mindset of the goat prefers the rump of a nanny goat rather than it continued to spew th globs of gooey semen into your mouth. Bob turns on his hind hooves, yanking out the sucking mouth of a then infected human.
Bob lands then on all fours, he is a goat and looks at you as if giving you thanks for forcing him to make a hard deciding as something simple.
Bob walks a little ways from his sexual prey, turns and bleating his last thought to you, he is wishing you a happy trip home; the both of you seem to know that trip shall be short and the being at home shorter in duration than you might have planned.
the change of plans make for you to then follow Bob, he seems to know where he is headed. Bob trots along the pathway, it branches, and he follows it to the right. You follow and in less than maybe a mile Bob comes to a metal container setting in a green pasture scene.
Standing there you look around, the pasture is full of nanny goats, they are everywhere, and only one, Bob is the only male goat there to keep the contented.
You smile at Bob, "Got quite the huge harem here, need any help in keeping the herd feeling content and asking for more?" You ask, knowing that soon the swallowed semen will turn poisonousness, changing you and with repeated sexual play, you too will become as is Bob!
What do you do now?
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