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He laughed a bit. “Well, girly, doesn’t it seem kinda odd for a youngster such as yourself to feel shy when your appendage is constantly on display?” he spoke to her warmly, as if to calm her down.
She smiled back flipping her fair and adjusting her bra as her two back legs began to shuffle quite a bit, her erect cock bobbing. “Well, I suppose if your wife doesn’t mind? And Johnny here too… I would only be a few minutes John. Is that okay?”
“Hey, anything that can relieve you and make you feel better, I say all the power to you.” She smiled happy and leaned her upper body backward to give him an awkward sort of hug to the boy on her back. His encouragement made her all-the-more attracted to him. Mr. Simmons also calmed her mind by reminding her that Mrs. Simmons had no problem with it. In fact, she also encouraged it considering Mr. Simmons was in heat and they really could use more horses on the farm. Even if it meant him being the literal breeder.
John slid off of Ashley’s back and slapped her hindquarters. “Getting frisky are we?” Ashley asked sarcastically. John smiled as the two trotted to the back of the barn to do the deed. Meanwhile, John heard a couple noises enter the barn. As their conversation carried on and grew louder, John soon recognized the sweet-as-honey voice of Mrs. Simmons as well as her son, Richie.
“Oh hi, John, dear.” Said Mrs. Simmons as she came upon him. “Hey man.” Said Richie. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here with Ash. She and your dad are….you know.” The two nodded as they now understood the nature of the bestial sounds lurking in the distance. “I’m just waiting for her to get done. In the meantime, I’m just waiting.”
“Waiting for what?” said Richie.
“Inspiration.” Said John, looking around for animals to swap them with. All John really saw were some goats and some more horses. And a few chickens. He already had a swap in mind for the both of them. Focusing on the goats, two female ones at that, John quickly swapped out their lower halves for the two goats. The bone structure in the lower half of those bodies also contorted so that the two would be able to stand straight up on their furry legs. Soon, Mrs. Simmon’s upper body, with strawberry permed blonde hair and wearing a plaid work shirt over her generous bust now had to goat legs, a goat vagina and a furry tail as her lower half. Richie looked all-the-more ridiculous, him wearing a baseball cap, some brown scruff on his face and a t-shirt of his favorite band but now perched on the lower half of a female goat. The two became satyresses, though they thought this was completely normal. Since they already had to struggle on the lower half of an animal, John gave them a break and swapped out the massive bloated udders containing sweet goat’s milk and pasted them onto a pair of extra farmhands hired by the Simmons’. The two men, with udders sitting above their very human penises, took a break and went off to ‘relieve themselves’.
“Yeah, we are just in here to change the goats.” Said Richie, reaching behind him to scratch his tail.
“Change the goats?” asked John quizzically.
“Yes, those two over there,” Mrs. Simmons referred to the two goats on all fours with very human lower bodies. The female goat with Mrs. Simmons lower body was the more appealing. Being on all fours really accentuated her lower half in a pair of tight bedazzled blue jeans. The goat just bah-ed and shifted its lower body across the hay in the barn.
“Missy and Gigi are two of our favorite goat gals. Only problem is we have to change them every day since they have to wear clothes over their genitalia. Their bodies are very sensitive down there, and we want them to feel comfy. I usually let Missy wear her special panties and Gigi her special boxers, but I think we might have to start switching to diapers. It would make the cleanup MUCH easier. That’s for sure.” Said Simmons, her eyes returning to looking over her oddly-formed goats. Though to her, this was a normal sight.
A loud yell suddenly came from the back of the barn. The deed had indeed been done. Ashley just finished and climaxed into Mr. Simmons. “Shall we go check on the love couple?” inquired Richie. The three laughed and headed toward to shadier end of the barn to check on their post-sex recovery.
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