The computer worked it's marvelous program and in just minutes Stan was his old normal self. One exception to his normal humanity was the memories of having been half Jackass and then a sex mania minded satyr.
Sittting down in the swival chair at his computer desk, Barrett was downstairs watching Tv. Even as he sat there still butt naked and thinking a giggling nanny goat with human face and satyred' mind wandered over.
Petting her thick goat wool like hairy head she took to licking at his crotch. Stan's worries began to evaporate as the remembered pleasures swept over him once again. In no time at all he was erect, and enjoying her longer tongue stroking his maleness.
"Mom!" called out Barrett as he began to clim the stair toward Stan's bedroom.
Janice cared little for her dear son at this point and only desired sensual pleasures. Stan on the otherhand was suddenly thinking of how he could explain her form and manner of thoughts, it just seemed impossible!
"Dad, Mom?" called out Barrett from the top of the stairway.
Standing up Stan pushed Janice off his soaking wet penis and hurried her into the bathroom locking the door as he closed it. Grabbing a pair of trousers he was ready to meet their Son.
"Afternoon Barrett, how was the trip?" asked Stan his voice a little shaky.
Barrett turned and went down the stairs as Stan followed. Once one the first floor of the home Barrett again asked "Where's Mom?"
"Mom's not feeling herself today!" replied Stan as he tossed a gaze up the stairs. "She's got one of those bad headaches and I think we should leave her alone for a while!" suggested Stan.
Barrett being a good Son and willing to please sat down in a livingroom chair. "Hey Dad, Joel and I were thinking as long as we both had vacation time coming to take it together. We had planned to sometime ride the Algoma Central's tour train and this seem's the right time, what do you think?" asked Barrett.
Stan couldn't believe his fortune, "Yes, why not indeed when would you be leaving?" he asked almost sounding happy.
"Well, I'm worried about Mom you understand but we thought maybe yet today. It takes a good day's drive from here to there. Then on day on the train ride to and from the canyon. Then too maybe a day or two looking around and we thought to stop a Mackinaw Island for a day. A day more travelling home, I'd say we'd be home in six or seven days!" told Barrett.
Shaking of his thrillingly good luck Stan said, " I think that sounds great! I'm sure Mom will be feeling different soon and the relaxation of this trip would do you a world of good."
Barrett jumped up and went to his room. As he packed Stan sat down in a chair wondering how to make Janice herself once again. The sound of her hooflets on a bathroom tile floor suggested she was getting nervous or probably just horny.
An hour passed quickly and Stan stood next to his Son's car helping him toss camera and suitcase inside. "Got you maps?" asked Stan.
A smile and a nod he closed the car door. Stan stood and wavied a good bye, then turning he ran into the house, up the stairway, and stood looking a the locked bathroom door. Then as he stood there the memory of one small screwdriver his wife kept in the hall bureau. It was long and thin as she'd used it over the years to unlock the door when Barrett had gone inside for far too long.
Slowly he opened the door and in a bounce out came his giggling nanny wife. Janice babbled about her lusting desires and how she was going nuts locked inside the bathroom. Stan listened but wondered as her rambling words were all about her and her sex drives being filled.
Stan sat down at the computer as Janice with mouth open reached for his groin once again. Pushing her head away he said, "Dear please, we need to talk a minute!"
Janice with tail wagging sat down looking almost like a happy puppy if not for her now very full udder. Stan sat back ing the chair then looking at Janice he began.
"Dear can you remember who you are, I mean what you were before last night?" asked Stan almost in tears from fear.
A smile, then she replied, "I was your normal dull little housewife!"
"Not quite, you were my Wife and a human one at that! Now you are different, changed, and looking very much as a Nanny goat, do you understand?" asked Stan leaning forward.
Janice sat their now, her mind raced as thoughts of fear which turned quickly into wild animal pleasure was remembered. Then as if the thought of the evening past and her love for Stan and Barrett surfaced she started to cry.
"What happened to us?" she blubbered out.
"It was a silly program and some new computer stuff that made us different. The problem I have and you must know is that when I was part animal my semen had an infectious ability. As I raped you first, then the semen enter your body a change occured. The more we rolled and humped your body changed till you were as you are now, a human faced curly dark brown wool covered nanny goat!" explained Stan.
A bounce up and Janice placed her forehoofs on Stan's knees. A twist of her longer neck offered a look down a sleek and slender goatish body. A gasp, as she saw her tail wiggle and with a movement of one hind leg felt and was reminded of one very full udder.
"Stan, I'm an animal!" said Janice her eyes wide in sudden realization and terror.