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Pleasure Island
Rock hard and rolling along
Rock hard was his erection, like nothing he had felt before, not even on his wedding night. Bob tried to stop his urges to reach out and take Stella, desiring to mate with her, the act as to doom him to be as some sexy sordid animal.
Stella knew hat would impress Cedius, her master, as if only to make of this man another sex pleasuring toy; since he had lacked the quick deciding mind to join Stella and mouthing at her sex he would become a she, and a she then as a lusty Satyress.
Bob groaned, his body felt full of cramping muscles, the worst were his forearms, these accepting harshest the change from arms to be as legs.
Stella fondled what already was liken to that of a big buck goat, the sensation and he sensual manners tried the patience of the man. "Please dear friend, let it take you, you cannot stop what is to be for you. Trust me, I know, I have witnessed the changing of a young man to become a huge bull. I helped with an elderly transient bum, he becoming as a pony stallion, letting our Queen ride him, as she when he needs release can stand, mount, and rut the rump of some pony mare.
Feel it happening, your arms soon shall be as strong forelegs, fingers as cloven hooves, your head made of thicker bone, having horns to fend off any challenger. You shall be of body, mind, and soul assured as a big buck of a male goat, to rut a Satyress, suck on Cedius, or seeing someone likely and or willing, your sucking them or mating any a female human will bring them into your growing herd.
You as a goat shall be something very special, and if you care to come and rut with me now, our mating shall guarantee the prime, prize big animal you will find so enjoyable! Stella said to Bob, he seeing his humanity slipping away, feeling then the rush of sexual lust know to buck goats in rut, he in pain yet moved toward Stella with desire then to be something really special!
As the train hurtled along its tracks, he who was the Conductor there, laid humped over the rounded rump of Stella, he thrusting at her madly, as if doing so would help surge his transformation.
The train not scheduled to run a top speed for the distance from their last stop to the interchange yard, it came upon first a yellow block signal ordering the engineer to slow and expect to stop at the next signal. The train slowing mattered little to Conductor Bob, his link to being human was near to gone, replaced by him becoming a big buck goat.
The stop signal allowed Cedius and his herd to dismount the boxcar, they walking the length of the train, Satyress women stepping out into stalled and waiting traffic, they enticing men to go with them and never did they look back! Seeing such voluptuous animal women walking past their cars and truck, they who be as women, some stepped out and joined the throng of doomed souls.
Bob just stood outside his caboose, his human thinking mind a near blank, but goat instincts suggested what to him was righteous. As so righteous to Bob came that musky scent of many a Satyress, they continuously horny individuals. The thought to run and join a herd became secondary, as there beside and in the train cars were numbers of Satyress as well as men and women in varied stages of changing, some to be as Bob, goats. As well were others as Satyress lust creatures, but in the distance, down at the locomotive, a young Engineer stood gazing back along the length of his train, and wondered as to what was all the ruckus?
What do you do now?
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