The Major was by all means and ways doubting his own sanity as the goatish animal lusts drove him into the pasture. Trotting inside his heart and mind was directed by the balls between his hind legs. The maddening desire and lust to mount or dominate was overpowering. As he approached the small herd of goats and sheep he stopped, holding his nostrils high he drank in the scents of those ready and willing for his attentions.
The wizard and man from the cottage in the woods watched from the pasture gate. "I'd help him if I could, but now his sense and mind has taken wing. The beast in him has surfaced and now the lust will dominate him as he looks to dominate the ewes and nannies, oh well!" he muttered to himself.
Turning to leave the Major at his new employment the man went back to the house.
The day passed the Major by as his desires and lust of the buck goat he was became satisfied. Another day then a week and he settled down to the beastial exsistance.
The bartender came and left his place of business during that week. At first he paid no attention to the Major's vehicle still parked in the far corner of the parking area at the bar. Yet by the next Friday he'd noticed it hadn't moved for a week.
The Friday afternoon business was always a little wild and when Jughead and friends came in for their evenings drinks and play he mentioned the Major and the abandoned car.
The two bikers went out to look the car over. It was locked up tight and there seemed to be nothing in the offical Army staff car worth the trouble to bust a window.
A long evening became and evening of wondering and talk about the half drugged man which was dooped into thinking he'd change into an animal. It was alte when Jughead suggested that a couple of them check the roadside for the Major or his body. "If the law finds him first we could be in trouble, but if we find him first he can burn up with his car!" suggested Jughead.
It was agreed that the group of bikers would split up into three's and begin a search.