Nate saw how they had changed him and as drastic as he looked and felt, he could not deny the plain fact that he liked his becoming a well endowed big buck of a goat.
Rising as reared up on nimble as stoutly strong legs, Nate began to fawn his forelegs over the shoulders of Zemelda. He sauntered closer to she his wanton mate, as Nora standing a few steps away from the intended coupling goat and his Mistress, had her commenting say, "He wants to mate with you dearest, as much he knows his sheath and your cunt are at the same heights. Do you wish to let a goat mate with you? I know as do you that he was born human and we made him to what he is as seemingly prefers to be. There is something erotically sensual about bedding down with a man as he is transforming, becoming something beastly and furry. It is a whole different idea of acceptance to let what was or became an animal to sexualize with a true womanly body!"
Nate hearing what Nora said, he turned his goat head as to facing toward where she stood and let go a harsh sounding bleat.
"Nora dear, animal that Nate is he still thinks, knows of what he had learned when a man, heard what you questioned about him and me. If by becoming a buck goat that our victim here retains some sense of self and personal dignity, our spellbinding style needs some fine tuning." Zemelda said, she cupping her hands aside the approaching sheath, as if there to guide the soon aroused goat cock to slide home, as entering her aroused and hot body of a lusty witch.
"Have at him, do as your lust suggests dear..., but remember, the first spell put on him made of Nathan a satyr, his semen carries the same infecting properties, and you being a witch or not will not matter!" Nora said as reminding her lusty friend to think twice about what she seemed intent upon doing.