A new and wonderous experiance began for Norman as he stood upright and humped his first nanny. A gruff grunting sound emitted from his throat as he plunged into his new pleasure.
Now his days piled into a heap and time itself had now meaning. His body smelled of urine, semen, and sweat. As he found beastial pleasure to be all consuming his thoughts dimmed and those boyish desires seemed as something from another time.
Billy Buck saw Summer roll into Fall and found his lust for nannies to increase as the weather turned cold. Soon the flakes of snow brought on the discomfort of frigid cold and he huddled with the nannies for warmth.
Winter seemed itself to last forever and he had time to think as his lust was very well cooled. Bleating, he cried for some savior to come to his aid and help him and send him home to a life long forgotten.
A break in the weather as March was turning to Spring now brought with it the renewed lust and passion. This time made him think less and react to his drives of animal instinct. Again the feeling of his red shaft poked into a hairy vagina was his purpose in life.
As the heat of Summer swelled and Billy Buck milled about the pasture on day a voice called a name long time remembered.
"Norman, you can return to your time, I have more travels for you, if you wish it?" called the time traveler.
As he thought of the words the meaning broke through the beastial lust for a minute long enough to bleat his wish to return.