Frank knelt down and touched his friends. They were all goats together and now he was the only gang member left as far as he knew.
The young boys were fast losing their mental human abilities. The bleating was becoming louder as people who walked by now looked at and then stepped to one side of the three goats.
Frank soon found himself petting his friends as if they were real animals. Indeed he was rapidly realizing that they were soon to be total animals. Frank beckoned them to follow him and at first they did as told.
The scents and sound of the Farmer's market was too much and once near the market the three bolted off in different drections. Frank tried to run after them but the three ran and dodged into the crowds.
Alone Frank stood there till after some time he felt a presence. Looking around he saw one of the reddish goats which was one of the gang. Since all three looked alkie he could not tell which one this was, kneeling down Frank petted the billy goat.
"Your goat forsale, Son?" came a voice as Frank looked up.
The farmer was looking at the fine formed male goat and had real money in his hand. "Sixty dollars, I think is a fair price!" offered the Farmer.
Frank jumped up feeling angry at the thought of selling one of his friends to the man. Then as the goat bucked him in the shin Frank reconsidered and agreed to the sale. taking the money he told the Farmer of the other two goats which got loose. An offer for both at
the same price sent Frank on a scurried run looking for his goats.
One and then the other was found and Frank brought them back to the Farmer for the sale. It was then that Frank began to feel sick to his stomac. As the Farmer loaded his prize goats into the small stock truck Frank sat down and leaned against the rear wheels.
The bleating goats above in the truck was slowly fading into a desire to join them in Frank. He sat there as his hands changed to cloven hooves, arms to legs, and legs to hind legs of a reddish haired goat.
Soon the binding feeling of his own clothes was getting to be a burden. Scrubbing and working his body against the truck's wheels the clothes soon fell to the ground. A jump from strong hind legs and he was with his friends again. The truck soon moved and four fond male goats headed for a life as true bucks.
A young girl found Franks clothes and his wallet full on blood money. As she picked it up and pocketed the money she felt an itching feeling all over her body.