A TransFun Transformation Story
(Man to Female Goat, Woman to Male Goat)

“Ready for this?” Sandra looked to David with a small grin, feeling the TransFun begin to work its magic along her form. For her, it always started with a quiet tingling, the sensation not unlike having an electric current passed through her body.

David nodded with a grin. “Oh, I’ve been a baa-aad boy.” He play-bleated, the sound more human than caprine. For now. Excitement flooded his body at the thought of being her nanny goat, and his body was already changing.

“No fair, it always works so quickly on you.” Sandra pouted, sticking out her tongue as she watched her husband’s blonde hair begin to lengthen, and his chest begin to swell.

“Nothing wrong with a bit of-hnn-girl on girl.” David gasped, his breath hitching. He groaned, the sound rising in pitch as his Adam’s apple sank back into his neck. His hands flew to his chest as he felt his breasts growing, swelling in his hands.

Sandra watched, arousal coursing through her at the sight. Her chin tingled as she watched her husband shamelessly grope at his new tits, pinching them and kneading their soft, supple surface. Then her forehead began to tingle as she dove upon his feminine chest, trailing her lengthening tongue over him.

“Mnn!” David breathed, looking to Sandra with an impish grin. Two small enamel horns began to stretch from her forehead, curling as they grew. “I can tell someone’s a bit horny.”

“Oh, hush.” Sandra smirked up at him, watching his features soften. She could feel a goatee settling in below her chin, and she brushed it along his stiffening nipples.

“What? Did I get your go-aa-aa-aaah!” David bleated properly this time, his voice rising in pitch as Sandra sucked one of his nipples into her mouth, nibbling on it with broadening teeth. He could feel his cock dwindling, and he pressed it against her sex while he still could.

Much to his surprise, he felt a stiff appendage press against his own. Normally her sex changed last, but it looked like her lust wanted a way to express itself. A flush spread across his cheeks as he stammered out another feeble bleat, grinding his dwindling cock against her swelling one.

It was a motion Sandra appreciated, and she tousled her hair, feeling it shrink back into her scalp. Her features broadened, and her voice deepened. She looked to her husband’s form with a smirk, watching as his chest hair receded in time with the growth of her own. Likewise, his frame took on a feminine hourglass at the same moment hers flared out.

She could feel him melting in her arms, and a dominant rumble settled deep from her throat. It was a sound that made his ears stretch out, meekly quivering with bliss. He bleated back to her, and her own lobes lengthened, pert and alert.

“Good girl.” Sandra breathed, feeling her cock eclipse his. She pressed against him, driving him back to a wall. Their footsteps loudened from a quiet patter on tile to outright clopping as their feet coalesced into hooves, and the growth of fur on their legs and hips gave them a distinct faun-like appearance.

It was one of David’s greatest fantasies made real, and he trembled in his wife’s masculine arms. Then he squeezed his eyes shut, feeling her press against him, press into him. No… Into her. David was unmistakably female now, and she let out a bleat of content for her man.

Testosterone flooded Sandra’s mind as he grinned, recognizing himself as the dominant one in their relationship. It was a nice bit of role reversal, and one he fully intended to enjoy. “You like that?” He grunted, feeling his sheathed prick press into her folds.

She moaned, and his heartrate quickened. Before he knew what he was doing, he began to pump hard into her, thrusting deep within her canal. It was a pleasure that Sandra had almost forgotten, so long had it been since he’d last swapped genders. Now he couldn’t even imagine being female, the sheer pleasure from his cock driving him insensate with ecstasy.

Below the caprine male, David quaked with unbridled pleasure. Her every nerve as alight with bliss, and she ground against her mate, quivering and bleating feebly. She felt like such a submissive goat slut, and she loved every second of it!

Her hooves scraped at the ground as Sandra lifted her, his strong arms around her lithe back. He pressed her close, bleating into her furry ear and tipping her over the edge. With a loud, stammering moan of ecstasy, David came hard, gushing over Sandra’s cock.

Much to David’s surprise, her wife kept thrusting into her. Clearly Sandra wasn’t sated yet, not even by his husband’s cervine contractions of climax. The faun shuddered and gasped as she tightened around Sandra’s thick length, and she bleated in panic.

“Saa-aandraaah! Still chaa-aaangbaa-AAAH!” Her bleating rose in pitch as her neck lengthened, and she whimpered, eyes squeezing tightly shut. She was so sensitive, too sensitive! She whimpered, kicking her goat legs feebly and bleating, eyes widening as she felt Sandra’s hands on her hips.

In a smooth, fluid motion, Sandra lifted David from his cock, turned her, and shoved her back onto his length, now fucking her from behind. A small caprine tail sprouted from David’s backside, waggling against Sandra’s crotch.

The added stimulus only further drove Sandra into a frenzy of romance. He bleated loudly, grabbing David’s furry hips and feeling them expand further. Her every bleat of pleasure was music to his ears, and he sank to both knees, screwing his increasingly goatlike husband.

In a way, Sandra couldn’t believe this was real. He was balls-deep in a furry goat that had once been his husband. The brown-furred caprine beneath him squealed and bleated with insensate delight, and he smirked dominantly.

“Yeah, that’s my bitchhGNNHAA-AA-AAH!” Sandra could feel his body shifting now, just as David’s was. They’d crossed the hump from faunlike to goatlike, and the frenzy of his passion was driving him to a furor he hadn’t thought possible.

Pace quickening, Sandra grabbed David’s hips, leaning hard onto the goat and grabbing her tits. He could feel David’s breasts pulling towards her crotch, and grinned as he realized his husband was slowly gaining an udder.

“Baa-aaah!” Sandra’s neck lengthened, and his face began to distend. Drool dripped from his lips onto her back, and he could feel himself begin to approach the edge. David’s furry body was so warm beneath his own, and her every bleat was like music to his ears.

Sandra’s eyes took on a more oblong shape as they moved to the sides of his head, and he could see David’s changes were mirroring his own. Though it was the gaze of a prey animal, Sandra felt totally in control, dominating the goat that had been a man moments before.

Meanwhile, David was almost mindless with lust, stammering bleats slipping from her mouth with her every exhalation. Her legs felt so weak below herself, and she sank onto her belly, grinding against her sensitive udders.

Her nipples stretched into long teats, and she let out another lewd bleat of content, rolling her hips against her mate’s, succumbing to his dominance. Her sex-addled mind couldn’t think of anything besides her lover, and she looked up to his gray-furred form, licking his widening nose and bleating submissively.

This extra bit of stimulation was too much for Sandra-even as a woman, he’d been sensitive to kissing. A loud, proud bleat slipped form his mouth as his balls clenched, and he came hard into his goat bitch, marking her as his own.

The two raggedly gasped and bleated, feeling each other’s furry warmth, delighting in the echoes of their lust. They’d definitely need to try this brand of TransFun again.