After Sarah's sudden disappearance, Uncle wondered if she might have had a relapse into being cow. It wasn't until one of the security guards called him down to see the trouble. In the Ancient Jewelry Exhibit was to his surprise the Medallion laying loose of it's plastic bonds.
The Plexiglas had melted under great heat and power when Sarah invoked her one true wish. Now he knew she had crossed the bridge from her humanity to a life of animal. Lowering his head in a pain of personal loss he walked away without so much as a word. Uncle knew she went to the Winter's Farm and would without a doubt live there as one of the many changed.
Meanwhile young Sarah was being greeted into bestial life by those friends and her natural enemies. Miss Winter was a blessing of care and consideration. She could somehow anticipate Sarah's every wish. A.J. would stand about or might on occasion lift a hay bale but for the most part all he did was stroke himself.
Sarah wondered why so many of the big nanny goats would come and run their knobby heads along her flanks and then might lick or nibble her large teats. Miss Winter saw the action of goatish friendship and sat down to explain a little.
"The nanny goats, That's Melody and Georgia, I'm told they were Stewardess on the plane that those who remained students and their Professor returned home. They have accepted the role of being the Mothers to all who come here, whether goats, cow, horse, mule, or even our one angry black bull. They are two of those who came to us from a Professor Fuller in a cursed crate. Any who come here and walk through the crate find new lives as goats on our growing farm. You dear are now to be part of our farm and if you wish to be mated again we have that black Angus bull who might fill the bill." explained and suggested Miss Winter.
Sarah Mooed softly as if understanding her place on the farm. A sensual moan brought A.J. asking if his services were desired? A sharp "NO" came from Miss Winter as she touched the side of Sarah feeling the movement within.
Days turned to weeks as all slipped into the daily life of beasts and farm duties. Sarah enjoyed A.J.'s firm and hairy hands when he came to milk her twice a day. The sensual suggestions of A.J. and how the black Bull would fulfill her future needs had little desire in Sarah's mind.
At least once a day in the barn A.J. would get himself so worked up sexually that he'd mount one of the nanny goats or if willing, Miss Winter.
The Petting Zoo brought in both money and on occasion a girl in trouble wish for privacy. If Miss Winter met her first the girl would be ushered into the house and cared for until the delivery day. Then if she didn't wish to keep the child Miss Winter would offer to place it with a good nanny's care. Yet then some girls would wish to have died in delivery rather than to feel the shame put down upon from family and friends. It was at the girl's weakest moment of mental depravity that Miss Winter would offer a walk through the cursed crate. As each girl looked at her with wondering eyes they would be offered both equality and freedom to live an easy lifestyle.
A.J. and Miss Winter would stand near the fence when the changed girl would exit the barn for her first steps into a world of goats. The quick friendships shown to the girls by Georgia and Melody were enforced by the other nanny's alike.
Even smelly Ammos and Lyle would come by to pay their call on any new converts. The instincts of being a buck goat had overwhelmed their minds. Now when they might approach a nanny with sensual intent. Their first act was to lower their head then pee all over it as if goat urine was perfume. As they pranced with willings to mate the red long cocks would wavier about.
A.J. would stand off to one side and urge them on as he got erect and jerked off too.
One warm night two young people drove up the long dusty drive and parked in the Elm grove. A.J.'s keen hearing heard the car's approach and went out to see what mischief he might cause. A open top convertible offered easy view of the love making going on. A.J. himself was soon jerking off and huffing so loud it stopped the two lovers in loving.
The young male stuck his head up to see the faint outline of A.J.'s Satyr form. Giggling of what he was the boy eased the girl out the side door and the two of them sneak closer to A.J. "What the!" said the girl looking to her boyfriend.
A.J. was in full enjoyment of that moment but as a goat in ears not deaf by any means. As his cum squirted and then chucks of yellow semen shot out the end of his long, red rod he got up. Walking toward the barn his red and long cock swung from side to side tossing more globs of semen. Both boy and girl followed A.J. till they watched him open a certain narrow door in the side of the big red barn.
Then as the two looked away for that instant A.J. slipped into the dark of night. Being a buck more that human he had impulses of how to move his herd as he wanted them to move.
As girl and boy talked of what they saw and wondered about, out of the black night came a bellaring sound. The girl screamed as the boy took her hand and rushed for the only safety in sight.
SLAM, went the door which moments before A.J. had left open. Breathing heavy from the run and their fear the two young people hugged and kissed in a moment of grateful passion. A quick turn to look at the barn door which kept A.J. out the locking pen was slid into the notch.
Shaking and rattling the door did nothing to get it open as the boy began to curse.
"Bobby, leave the door, we can get out through here!" suggested the girl.
"No thanks Barb but he or it is no doubt waiting for us out there in the dark!" replied Bobby.
"Well we can't just wait until morning can we?" asked Barb with a note of disgust in her voice.
Bobby smiled and stepped forward, "I think here is a nice place to be with you, private and safe from all!"
Barb smiled and wrapped her arms around Bob's chest. "Yes, yes, let's!" she beckoned.
A.J. smiled as he peeked through the cracks in his barn's siding. The two young people were in the heavy heat of love making when A.J. opened the door with a bang.
"Who fucking around in my barn?" A.J. slurred out.
Barb with Bobby still rammed in began to back scramble from their love making spot. Even the rank stench of an old curse goat crate meant nothing as the fear of A.J.'s form loomed big.
A panic scramble as Barb back crawled and Bobby, his cock held tight in his lover yet went along into the crate. The sudden blue power glow made the view of A.J. fade from sight as two youngsters learned a lesson.
"Barb, your face!" said Bobby with a note of fear.
"Bobby, your ears!" said Barb at the say time.
Barb's face was sprouting dense hair as Bobby's ears sprang out in sudden growth. As the hair grew from Barb's nose it widened and merged her upper lip. Bobby was equally changing and his forehead sprouted two thin and pointed horns. His lip and nose merged and a short beard grew from his chin.
Suddenly the passion and sexual enjoyment came back in a rush. Bobby began thrusting harshly as Barb met his thrusts and clawed for him to get closer and deeper.
Shots of semen came from A.J. and his the boy's face. A half turn from his sexual thrills he licked the glob off and swallowed it. A swing over of a changing leg and hoof found Bobby in perfect Buck position. Now Barb twisted to be on all fours as her lover thrust in and out as only a Buck can do.
Huffing heavy breaths each the two felt no shame for the loss of human form. As Bobby came for the third time and Barb pushed back to increase his listing feeling, she watched unconcerned as fingers became hooves and her arms were now legs.
"A.J. what is going on out here?" said Miss Winter as she still naked from her last round came to see what the commotion was about.
Looking over her lover's shoulder she saw two almost completed goats still in the lust of their moment.
"They do look happy don't they, A.J.!" said Miss Winter as she touched his still erect rod.
The two new goats finished their love making and walked on through the crate into the barn and pasture beyond. The young female began to understand what she'd gained and lost. Yet the new Buck was lost to himself in the bliss of sensual feeling he was having by being a hardy male goat.
Miss Winter rolled to the side of her big bed and looked out the small round window to the pasture. In the dark of night stood a young nanny goat bleating for all she was worth. "I hope she can adjust?" wondered A.J.'s mate.
"If she ain't come around by next week I'll take her and fuck her into accepting it!" ranted A.J.
Miss Winter looked back at A.J. and smiled. "Remember, she should be mated with her own kind and not become a Satyr's fuck toy, Like me!"
she said laughing as they began again.
Hand's off was what everybody wanted about the farm. Meanwhile back in town and at the Museum a gang of boys are on the roof looking for what they might steal.