We rolled about the bed and floor till almost noon on that glorious Saturday. All the while I marvelled at how she agressively wanted sex. Thw Wifee and I both looking the same from whatever the Chink put in the sample bottle felt very different about this strange change.
I for one was delighted in the touch and feel of being still human enough to enjoy and realize what we were. Yet the wild thrill of renewed muscle, agility, and virility with all it's size was worth whatever became of us.
My dear Wide had though far more stamina than I and even without a breakfast like mine she continued to plague me for more and more play. As noon came I for one was getting tired of this wild sexual foreplay. The strange desire to venture outside kept bugging me till finally I took her by the hoof and lead her out the rear door of the house.
Looking about I was more glad than normal that I'd had the foresight to have a tall board fence placed around the rear yard. Security was my basic thought along with keeping the Grandchildren within the confines of the yard. Today we stood on the green grass that Chemlawn fertilized so often.
Wifee' was the first to sniff at the blades of grass and groping them with her rubber lips began to graze. I sat under the big Maple tree and watched her slip into a mindless wandering about the yard. It was after a short time I walked over to stand on my hooflets bent over with tail to the breeze and nibble at the deep green blades.
Mindless actions took both of us over as we grazed till almost late afternoon. I believe it was the sudden sight of the boy next door climbing the fence to retrieve his baseball. He looked at us and smiled.
Picking up his ball he made a beeline for the gate leading to the driveway and the world. Wifee was the first to charge at him, for what reason then she can't begin to tell anyone now. I seeing the fun chased after the two as we ran out the gate, down the driveway, and out into the avenue.
Wifee took the lead and I followed a few yards behind. We jumped and played with children on this lawn and that property. Wandering aimlessly till at long last a wide pasture of green grass presented itself to us both.
As she again filled her belly I again caught the wift of her most female scent. The sound of talking and laughing broke my pace as I was about to climax and spew my number one hundred load for the day.
I looked up and to both sides stood a crowd of kids and people getting a firsthand lesson in goat style sex.
Even if I wanted to pull out and run the Wifee's vagina muscles were more than strong enough to hold me fast in place. When she was done and she was ready then and only then did we bolt for home.
I say to this very day that never before in my life could I have run, jumped, and bounced about as we did on the way home. The welcoming green gass of the backyard offered rest and grazing till well after dark.
Unable to answer the phone or even open the house door we laid together under that big Maple tree. I was as happy as any creature on the face of the Earth. The ache from my sheath reminded me of the sore I was wearing onto my cock. The night air was more sweet than ever did I know before. I took deep breathes and wiggled my hooves with glee.
It was during the middle of that fatefilled night my Wife began to cry. "I'm losing it!" she said.
I was stunned because for the entire afternoon and evening the only sound she made was like a goat Baaaing. I looked at her rounding face and smiled. "Dear your changing back to the woman I married!" I said.
This for some totally unknown reason made her cry all the more. I sat up and up my right foreleg around her changing shoulders. To comfort her I tried but her anger about becoming human only increased.
She stood up and stomping her hooves turned and in a minute fled into the rear door of the house. There I stood calling to her for to come and open the door since I still had very goat like hooves.
Odd it might have looked to see a tall black goat with foot long horns standing at my back door and calling in slurred English for the lady of the house. Yet there I stood till well past sun up. As Sunday morning became a warm morning she came out the door at long last.
I looked at her she was dressed for church, her face very normal and horns all gone. I saw her red eyes from crying the night away, she looked at me and for some unknown reason I hadn't begun to change back yet. Stepping close she cursed at me for still being as she had longed to remain.
Kneeling down by me she petted my hairy head and stroked my furry sheath. "Dear I plan to go down to that Chinaman's shop and buy for whatever price he asks the potion to change me back. I can't begin to think about living this ratrace again." Then she got to her feet and walked directly to the garage.
I stood in the gated entrance to the yard and Baaaed as she pulled out the driveway and gone from my sight.