Night delivery (Monthly tale - 2) X

(Man into female goat)*

The headlights cut through the darkness as the green truck with the veterinarian clinic's logo headed down the road.

“Are we still on the right track?” asked Stuart.

Stuart was at the wheel, an unshaven man in his mid-forties, wearing a red plaid shirt and jeans. He was talking his assistant, Tania.

“Yep!” said the blonde girl with the short hair and shorts after checking the map on her cellphone. “Just take the first exit on the left.”

The car continued racing towards the emergency at Rose’s Farm, a goat was in difficulty after her waters had broken. Stuart yawned, he gave his wristwatch an annoyed look and then gave a disenchanted one into the countryside night. 

“Why do night emergencies always have to be God knows were…”

Tania put her phone back in her shorts pocket.

“Don’t be grumpy.”

“Shouldn’t you be the one complaining as you're not partying down at the disco?”

“I will party enough over the summer break, thanks,” the girl stretched her arms. “How are things going in the new home?”

Stuart sighed.

“Empty…”

“Have you managed to talk with Marion?”

“I have talked with her lawyer plenty.”

“So…?”

“What do you want to hear? She took the kids and the money, the perks of having the right genitals between her legs.”

Tania frowned.

“Geez, are you going to become one of those internet jerks?”

“I've got no idea what I’m going to become, the only thing that I am sure about is that if things keep going like this Marion will take my balls as well.”

The girl rolled her eyes and looked back out through the window and crossed her arms, Stuart took a long look at her shaved legs and sighed again.

Seven minutes after that the car turned to the left and drove towards the farm house of Rose’s Farm, Ma and Pa Rose were waiting for them on the porch, Ma Rose wrapped in her dressing gown, Pa Rose with a rather hostile look on his face. 

“What took you two so long!?” said Pa after the car had stopped and the two veterinarians left the vehicle “The goat has been bleating in pain for hours!”

Tania attended to the farmers while Stuart grabbed his medical bag.

“Sorry, your farm is a bit out of town. Where’s the goat?”

“Toothy, the poor thing, is in the barn…” said Ma Rose.

Stuart moved closer to them.

“Let’s go.”

The four walked towards the brown barn behind the house, the painful bleats could be heard from far away. 

They entered into the building, the goat was lying on her side in the middle of the wooden floor, covered in hay, a musky smell impregnated the barn.

Veterinarian and assistant rushed towards the goat under the watchful gaze of the farmers.

Stuart knelt and rolled up his sleeves, Tania opened the medical bag and put a pair of white plastic gloves on the doctor’s hands

With professional calm he started to palpate the inflated belly of the beast, making her snort and shake her hind legs. 

“Twins…” mumbled the doctor, pressing the side of the belly with both hands. “One of them is upside down… we have to cut…”

He looked at the farmers, Pa Rose’s expression grew more serious, he hugged his wife with one arm and nodded firmly.

Tania prepared an anesthetic injection for the goat, the creature bleated loudly and then more softly as the drug took effect. The girl grabbed the goat’s head while the veterinarian moved the udder to make room for the scalpel.

A clean cut, blood pouring onto the wood...

The upside down kid was in an extremely complicated position, blocking the birth canal and also choking his sibling, a decision needed to be made.

Stuart looked into the half open eye of the mother, he saw himself reflected in the horizontal pupil of the creature... goosebumps stroked his spine when the beast seemed to nod slightly ...

Feeling the heavy weight on his shoulders, the veterinarian clenched his lips… and made the cut wider…

After a harsh struggle, the bleats of two young goats pleading for their mother started to sound in the barn as the eyes of their mother lost their light. Stuart removed the umbilical cords, Tania closed the goat’s eyes and started to attend to the babies, cleaning up the blood and mucus with a towel.

The veterinarian’s hands shook slightly as he got up and took off the gloves, the white soaked with red, his belly grumbled, he didn’t feel very well.

It wasn’t physical pain, though, more like… like as if his heart was tied by thorns, he could only think about leaving the damn place as he walked towards the farmers…

“There were some complications, one of the kids was blocking the birth canal, I couldn’t save the mother…”

Ma Rose leaned against his husband, sobbing.

“Poor Toothy, poor Toothy…” she whispered, pale.

“Are the kids well?” asked Pa Rose.

Stuart nodded, sweating a bit, the farmer moved over to Tania to take a look at the babies as he leaned against the wall. Sweat marks under his armpits, he put a hand on his chest, the beating of his heart… he shook his head, the constant bleating of the babies as Pa Rose knelt at the Tania's side to help with the cleaning…

Poor stupid goats who were going to grow up without a mother… because… because of…

He clenched his eyes…

“Urgh…”

He grunted softly as he leaned back a little, inside his pants his penis started to grow stiff and erect. The smell, his nose contracted, he needed to leave the farm…

“Stuart?” Tania’s hand touched his shoulder, making him open his eyes, the girl looked at him, worried. “Are you okay?”

He was red and sweaty, his skin burning, his crotch in flames…

“Y-yes… I just need… I have to… Aaaaaaaaaarg!”

Tania fell back as the man took a couple of steps forward, grabbing the sides of his belly, he gasped several times, tears falling, the bleating, the smell… 

He couldn’t stop himself, with a frenetic struggle he undid his pants belt and lowered them together with his underwear…

His dick was raised like a flag in front of the silent shocked other, he closed his eyes… and grabbed his penis…

“STUART! STOP!” screamed Tania with horror as the man began to masturbate.

Ma Rose also screamed and covered her mouth as the grunting man pumped his cock in shame.

“You fucking perverted sicko!” yelled Pa Rose running towards the veterinarian, the farmer was also red, but from rage instead of the urges from the pain and the lust.

Being grabbed didn’t stop the masturbatory action, when the farmer, rightfully angry, raised his fist, Tania intervened, holding the arm.

“No!”

“Let me go!”

And then both farmer and assistant froze in place when they saw the disturbed goatly eyes in Stuart’s face.

“What is happening to you…?” mumbled Pa Rose almost speechless as the man's ears began to stretch in front of him.

“What is happening to meEEE-EE-EEE?!” Stuart almost bleated, making his neck grow an inch.

Tania and Pa Rose stepped away from the transforming veterinarian just before the jerking of his penis reached it's inevitable conclusion and his seed sprayed all over the hay.

Stuart dropped down onto his knees, his bones snapping all over the place, his shoulders, his shoulders cracked, forcing his hands onto the floor.

“NAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!” he yelled, shouting as an intense pain perforated his body at the bottom of his separating buttocks. “Baaaaa is happening! BAAAAAAAAAA!”

Tania could see it, even if she didn’t want to believe the mesmerizing horror that her eyes witnessed, a line of red appeared down his hairy skin and then the flesh separated as if it was keep together with Velcro.

“A vagina…” the girl managed to say, recognizing the new organ. “You've grown a goat vagina…”

Stuart put his forehead against the floor, raising his rear as a short tail emerged above the exposed butthole of his flat spread ass.

“NAAAAAAAAA! NOOOOOO! BLEEEEEE-EEEEEEEEE!”

The bleating of the goat babies increased, piercing his floppy ears, he hit the floor with his head once again.

“Maaaaa! Make theem stooooop! STOOOOOB!”

Plain, boring, greyish fur began to spread over his sweating skin, beneath and under his clothing, but not around his scrotum.

The balls lost their hair and started the process of inflating, similar to a balloon being filled with water. 

Stuart bleated in agony as he felt his testicles shrinking into nothingness inside and the growing, veiny sack of pink flesh hit his thighs forcing his legs to spread wider.

Ma Rose, with the bleating kids under her arms, gasped when she saw the two big erect teats sprouting from the bottom of the pink sack.

“Dear God… He’s… He’s turning into a nanny!”

The babies bleated, shaking their legs.

“NOOOO! Bleaaaaaa! Aaaam a maaaa! MAAAAAA! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

His bloating belly burst open his shirt buttons, his penis, still attached to the full udder, trembled, poured some warm milk and began to shrink.

In complete despair and utter humiliation, what remained of the man crawled out of his pants and shoes towards the girl, dragging his heavy udder.

The girl shook her head and took one step back before the hands grabbed the edges of her shirt.

Stuart looked up at her, pleading, she looked down.

His neck longer and bloated, his forehead becoming wider, his nose sturdy, his blunt clenched teeth showing between open lips as drops of saliva were lost in the grey fur.

Tania sobbed as the cracking bones of the expanding muzzle destroyed the man’s humanity and dignity.

“Stuart… how… Why you…?”

“Nee-eee-eee! Baaaaanii-ii-ii… Aaaaa baaaannaaa-aaa fuck yoouuuu! Faaaa-aaaa-ack yyyy-yyy-yy! NAAAA! BAAAAA! BEEEEE-EEEEEE!”

Only bleats were meant to come out of that muzzle, Tania didn’t have to struggle hard at all to escape from the grip, as the fingers of the poor creature started to reshape.

Stuart looked at his hands, his wristwatch slid down his thinning wrist, the finger fusing to form hard hooves. The veterinarian tried to resist with all his will, but nothing could stop the bending of his back that made all his hooves end down on the floor.

Shouting with rage and bleating frustration out of his lungs, the creature kicked with his hind legs, now standing on all fours.

Tania moved backwards, covering her mouth as the tears flowed, she hit the wall of the barn and slid down onto the wood floor.

Humiliated, small, fragile, vulnerable… the thorns liberated the heart and the metamorphosis ended…

A heavy silence, only broken by the bleating kids…

Two nanny goats inside the barn.

One nanny goat on the floor, peaceful in death…

The other nanny goat, grey and hornless, standing on all fours, an open red plaid shirt over her back and a pair of socks on her back hooves.

She didn’t want to open her eyes, knowing what reality awaited her outside the safety of the darkness…

The kids couldn’t wait any longer, with a final struggle they escaped the arms of Ma Rose and ran clumsily towards the nanny goat.

The nanny had to open her eyes when the two small hungry mouths grabbed the teats of her udder and started to suckle.

Tania and the two farmers remained silent, not knowing what to do or say.

With nothing else to do, the momma goat began to tenderly lick her kids…