True enough that with the dawning Sun Allen opened his eyes to find his humanity gone and replaced with a body and mind governed by raw lust.
Getting to his four sets of hooves he blinked and looked about seeing his new level to which he was. Little care for what was lost he pranced about feeling a wild passion for life.
Morning breakfast came and went as Circe looked for Allen to join those still walking on two feet. At last her worry could not be contained so she paraded upstairs. A knock at Allen's bedroom door only perked her anger.
Bleat, bleat, was the sound from inside. Opening the door saw a roan colored male goat leaning on the end rail of his bed. A red goat cock erect and position as if humping a nanny, it spurt globs of yellow semen into the air.
Circe saw her fine young carpenter lose his humanity and self control. "Your a Goat!" shouted Circe.
Allen turned to look her way and with a bleat of delight returned back to humping an imagined' nanny.
Circe had long thought of making love to Allen as his strong body appealed to her desire. Now though he'd been infected by a Satyress and with her sexual pleasuring had made her lover into a lowly beast not worthy of having sex with now.
As Circe stormed down stairs screaming for Erica to appear a male roan colored billy goat followed behind his red hot cock still erect and ready.