A happy group of Porters took Professor Simmons, the students, their belongings and one dun colored stallion down the mountain trail to base camp in the town Mazeilla.
As if still under the dictation of the Medallion's powers the students remained together in three groups. Frank and John consoled the other as John stood about shaking and in a constant sweat over being human rather than his beloved self as a draft horse. Frank would remember himself being taken over and the feeling of being a sex crazed creature part animal and a little human.
Loise and Abner too felt the loss of sensual freedom, as they hugged and continued to almost nicker at the other. Louise on occasion would reach over and stroke John's arm and offer a smile.
The Professor would constantly be after James, Wilma, and Simon from running in circles and playing goat games till Wilma would fall to all fours and poke her butt high up for the taking.
It was late on the first day at Mazeilla when one thin and gaunt Porter named Ammos came to the Professor.
"Great Sir of learning, I Ammos was one of the Porters, you remember Sir? I plead!" as Ammos fell to his knees. "I plead with thee Sir to return be to being a goat! I am a lost man among these men about as I come from a family of thieves. If you could Sir, change me into a goat but a billy goat big to fend for myself in a world made flat, please, oh please Sir!" begged the man looking strained of face.
The Professor stood looking at the poor man kneeling before him and asked him if having been a nanny goat was so bad? The reply was as expected that to be changed was enjoyment but the loss of the maleness after one had grown up that way was not a fun thing.
A grin came onto Professor Simmon's face as this could be the first true test of his wishing the menu and purpose for the Medallion to be for some good.
Reaching out the Professor's hand touched the mans head and clutching his Medallion he wished, "this man is to become a husky male Nubian buck of a goat until what time comes that he should by his own intellect chose to be a man once more!"
The Medallion glowed and as with the touching of Ammos' head the powered change flowed from the Medallion into Ammos and from his head up the arm of the Professor.
The sight of watching Ammos meld from human form to that of a husky muscled male buck Nubian goat held the Professor's attention. It was as the power surged up his hand and arm that he watched in silent terror as his hand became cloven hooves and darkened with black hide and hair of a Nubian goat.
Stunned to see himself brought into the Medallion's powerful curse, he stood and watched in silence as his clothes tightened and chest expanded. It was when his pants fell to the floor and the male sex of the Nubian buck he too was becoming came into view he tried to speak.
"No Medallion I am not to be the goat just Ammos, not Me!"
A bleat of male goat affection stopped the Professor as Ammos stepped forward and began licking at the very billy goat sheath now part of the learned man's belly.
Again the Professor said, "No Medallion, no! Ammos no please that feels so very nice but I...I...oh please keep doing it some more!"
As asked the happy Ammos wished for the Professor to find his joy as did Ammos. Then shaking loose the remaining clothes the Professor and Ammos trotted out to find their joy together.
Time and any since of time was lost. Ammos and Simmon's roamed the town searching for any loose and will nanny goats, cows, or female humans willing and wanting some male attention. It was when the two had been captive of the "Bonnie Main's" erotic sex bar, and had spent a time being sucked and humped half crazy by crude women and nanny goats gruff, that the Professor was first to consider his self.
Even as he was humped over the back of a woman and looking down he could see his massive red shaft rammed up into her hot sweating pussy that he made his wish to return to humanity. The Medallion well knotted into his chest hair began to glow and as it did the big buck goat pulled free of the woman with one rough yank.
Applause from the crowd came as the woman on stage screamed of agony. It was then that Ammos and the Professor bolted off the stage and butting several patrons down the two ran out into the dark streets.
In an alley dark and lonely the Professor was slowly so slowly gaining humanity. It was slow as Ammos stood licking the mire and sexual slime from off the still erect and rigid maleness of the goat wishing again and again to be goat and then man.
Each time as he'd wish to be and feel the joy of being a husky buck goat he's see the Medallion glow and watch as what had become human did again become goat but with greater sensual delight. As dawn came to the alley a man walking by saw two large black buck goats doing what seemed not nature intended. Stepping down the alley he cautiously approached the two as Simmon's was buck fucking Ammos.
The sudden sight of the man's coming at first made Simmon's embarrassed, then he felt anger as his play had been interrupted. The rash thought mixed with animal anger and with a dash of human hatred he bleated his mental wish to the Medallion.
Splat into the muddy mire of the alley went the man as he groaned of pains. Ammos turned his head to watch as tears of the sensual rear play continued it's thrusting. It was when the man's moaning changed to soft bleats of sexual thrills that Simmon's stopped his thrusting and stuck deep into Ammos' asshole the two watched the man's completion to goat, but as a nanny goat he became.
The nanny stood up shaking her head and bleating wildly of either human fear or goat like pangs of sexual want, neither buck goat could tell. As the nanny presented her sweet rump toward Ammos his lust went wild. Even with Simmon's goat cock stuck deep into his butt the buck mounted the nanny with ruff nature of one wishing all the more to be and remain goat a buck goat.
The passion play going on below the stuck buck brought the sense of being again to the Professor as he wished for the Medallion to change only himself back to human and leave both man now nanny and Ammos to fuck the other till time's ultimate end!
Noon of that day found the Professor sitting in his tent at the student encampment. He sat head hung down feeling remorse from his sexual depravity while still fuzzy hands rubbed at still large hairy balls hung low from his groin. Clothed he sat his pants and the ankles and shirt parted open his chest rich in black goat hairs.
"Professor Simmons'" came a call from outside the tent.
It was Wilma, she asked to meet with the Professor.
"Come in Wilma!" said the Professor as his pants were pulled up and balls tucked down one pant leg.
In she came with a smile on her face suggesting one thing only.
"Yes my dear Wilma?" asked the Professor.
Wilma stepped ever so close and looking up into the man's tear choked eyes her cute hands slipped down the front of his pants. "I was up early, can't sleep you know! I was a nanny goat who fucked by bucks lived for that sexy feel. This morning early I watched what looked like a Greek satyr sneak into camp and enter this tent! Please show me a good time, Professor Satyr Simmons!"
His two days of bestial lust welled up as her hands touched his still too goat of balls. "Please Wilma, don't I can't go back to living for sex and only sex, I want more than that!" said Professor.
"If I tell all what I saw this morning who then will follow you home?" asked Wilma. "Wish me and make me a nanny goat when I feel the need!" she asked.
Seeing no recourse, and looking down into Wilma's eyes the Professor gave in to her demands.
"OK, alright, Medallion by your power grant to this rude your girl the ability to be and live as a nanny Nubian goat, till by her wish to return to humanity she will remain here in Brazil a goat!" said the Professor.
As again she rapidly changed to nanny goat she knelled down and begged to be part of the group returning home to the U.S.A. "Please not here, please they have little use for goats on the Amazon except for eating them! Please bleese bleat!" said Wilma as she again became a nanny goat prime.