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Thoughts of mating and being as a zoophile faded quickly as me the animal mindset became the every day norm!
A male animal being as is all animal is not capable of being bestial, especially after having lost any link to being a human. Even if I have times when my human intellect wins out over being an animal, me a male goat, I am in body a buck goat. Something maybe from how the genie cursed me, but I have come to preferring my being a goat. Damned to a horrible doom, I if by luck or the genie, his desire for such as me, the thought of death seems far off in the unknown future.
As well, my mind remains alert, I can understand what the farmer and/or other people remarking say about me. Comments said suggest that a Billy goat used for sire has a short life, as he or I age, my meat gets tough, and either I continue as a herd sire, or die anytime soon, slaughtered for my physical worth as food.
What the Hell, why worry about what is far from my ability to control!
Every new day comes as the previous day, I rise, walk, sniff at Does, eat, drink, and infatuate my goat self by sniffing and licking at perspective mates.
Indeed, even the animal kingdom has its gay types, as often another buck goat will sniff at me, and mounting, stick his red, stiff cock, stuffed harshly inside my anal passage. The sensation is gruff, I prefer being a herd sire and not a Doe!
It is true, a buck goat would if given the chance, as mate with any female offering, or acting as willing, even to the daughter of my farmer owner. Terry, dearest girl,. so kind, she of legal age her father mentioned, he knew what she did with me and me with her, the man was not pleased, bu,t his wrath was turned toward his daughter; expecting me an animal to act accordingly, as might a male goat!
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