Salmanella's action is both revealing and one to make revell. Your maleness is now under attack by this sensual world. Your eyes close tight shut as the body is rigid. The nanny toy's with your male member knowing and seeing how it is effecting you, she's enjoying your pain.
Just then from across the fence comes the mighty blast of a flintlock rifle. A slug hits Salmanella and in a split second she is dead. Her tongue which was jerking your humanity into nonexsistence loosens the grip and falls away.
Your eyes open as you see the head of the nanny goat half torn away, bloody and gore now lays at your feet.
Billy, his herd, are startled and filled with fear their goat instincts make them run from that place.
John of Merlin walks close to you, he looks at you from head to foot and then asks, "Was this her idea or were you wishing to join Jack and Sarah this afternoon at the auction?"
Shaking your head as if a firm NO, you try to move away from the gore puddling at your feet.
"You best come with me less you wish the curse to run it's course and make you one fine specimen of male Mule. The curse may stop and receed as she the carrier is now dead. Although from the look of your head, neck, and forehoofs I wonder how long it might take for you to revert back and be able to visit Queen Mayella?"
Following John out of the pasture and into the lower level of his barn he pushes you into a box stall. Closing and locking the huge wooden door he tells of more troubles to come.
"I see that you best undress and remain in here. I will return with a special potion, this will increase your chances of again being human. I didn't mind helping you in a noble cause, but this is due to your own stupidity. Going into the pasture and meeting Billy's sexual throng could only lead to such as this!"
As he drops into the stall a quarter bale of hay and sets a wooden bucket filled with water.
"Now eat and find your head to be that of a Mule! Foriage know the pangs of the grazing beast and you will form a respect for regaining the human form. However, let your mind slip deeper into the lazt ways of beastial exsistence and find the curse to be Mule more of your liking and I will soon have a new Mule." says John sounding hopeful of having a Mule instead of you.