Catherine having met and not made a good impression to our Madame, was reasons enough for the causing my dear friend the loss of her being-remaining as human. Madame had as her main manner of obtaining wealth her using of magic potions or powders to change useless to her or her people, people transformed into animals. Most of those and like me became as goats. Goats used for their milk or bucks for their semen, as in time the goats are sold for slaughter as food to feed her village people. Others that I had seen as changed of form became as swine, black bristly big hogs and sows. I knew of a few who like Catherine were the luckier and became as horses, draft animals of great strength, or as pack-mules sold soon after the transforming ceased, and put to use in beastly slavery. There were women transformed into being as milk cows, as they too were transformed and sold, hauled in a truck to where they would live a life of undignified mating and being milked.
Madame used her learned and attained powers to transform those who stole or did murder her people, or even a few of the criminal types living among her beloved people. Those found to be criminals after horrid powdering done to their bodies they would admit to about anything if to cease the tormenting done by Madame. As once they would admit to having stole or doing some disgrace, whatever powder Madame used was let to stick to the nervous as sweaty person. Sweat came from open skin pores what allowed into the body the tainting powder. As once a body became in part tainted by those magical powders, the human soon realized their days and future of being human were numbered in single digits. Less than seven days after a sweaty person was tainted with those horrid powders and what was born a human took on the general form as if birthed by one of the farm animals owned by our Madame.
I have see satyrs what were men or boys as they continued their changes until coming to need stand on all fours, like me. I have seen pretty young women brought to meet me as they were then furry, their faces contorting, changing to be that of a goat. Transforming causes a body to feel as exceptionally horny, the want is to feel the sensuousness of brute and beastly sexual copulation, where transforming women would give themselves willingly to a dog, a goat, a pony, or any male equally willing to act with depravity.
That dear young woman tossed into my box-pen, as she coaxed me to come to her, take her, mating with her a dozen times until weary we slept, only to awaken hours later and do the same actions of two animals feeling Rut. I was the greater of the willingness to help that woman become through sex as another of my doe goat herd. She remains here still, as oddly retaining her youth, she being sterile, although I try often to breed and mating with her, the Madame has the girl here for continued tormenting, as why I a buck goat might never know!
And, then there is Catherine the draft horse mare. Madame recalls of my relation and affection for Catherine, as Madame allows me to come and comfort my friend after she was mounted and mated by a stallion, as my duties is to stand on a steel oil-drum and lick the sexual juices cleaned from a taunt as quivering, winking, horse, mare's vulva.