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The Curse Of The Sex Goat

The man stood catching his breath over the body of the still warm goat he had just killed and had sex with. This was not how he saw his Disney vacation going at all. He was not having a magical time.
“Oh God!” the man moans. “What have I done?”
He had come here with his wife for a week’s vacation from the office. They had planned to spend their time together enjoying each other, sightseeing and maybe even taking in one or two shows at the Magic Kingdom. Instead, this man had ended up killing a goat, having sex with it and unleashing a curse on the world.
The man thinks back on what happened that night. He had taken his wife to dinner and then to the park where they enjoyed riding the rides and watching the fireworks. It was a wonderful evening and he felt lucky to have found such a perfect partner.
They had spent some time at the water park and were now heading for the hotel. As they walked down the street towards the parking lot, they heard music coming from a nearby bar. The place was called ‘The Barnacle’.
It was a small hole in the wall that looked like any number of bars you might find in any small town in the south. The sign above the door read ‘The Barnacle’ and underneath ‘Live Bands Friday & Saturday’. The man was feeling quite tipsy after all the drinks he had drunk that evening.
“Hey honey,” he said as they approached the door, “let’s go see if we can get into this place.”
“I don’t know,” she said hesitantly. “I’m not really feeling so well.”
“Oh, come on,” he says, “we’re both a little tipsy. It’ll be fun.”
“Maybe later,” she replied.
“Fine,” he shrugged. “But only because I want to hear those live bands. I’ve never seen them before.”
“Okay,” she said, “but I’m getting a headache. Let’s stay at the hotel tonight instead.”
The man had no choice but to agree and they went to the hotel instead.


When they arrived at the hotel room, the man turned on the television set and started flipping through channels until he found a rerun of Baywatch. His wife watched a bit but soon fell asleep. The man got undressed and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he could tell that his wife was fast asleep.
The man went into the bedroom and started looking around. His eyes fell on a bottle of lubricant on top of the dresser. He picked it up and opened it. Then, he thought to himself, why not? He removed the cap and began to apply it to his genitals. He ran his hand down his long, thick shaft until it was slick and shiny. Then he pulled his cock out of his pants and stroked it slowly. He closed his eyes and imagined that he was fucking the beautiful lifeguard that he’d seen on TV earlier that night.
As he did this, he felt a wetness between his legs. He spread his legs and looked down to see that he was starting to leak a clear liquid. It wasn’t urine. It was semen!
He brought his hand away from his cock and examined it. It was covered in thick, white fluid. At first, he didn’t know what to make of it. Was this normal? Should he feel embarrassed? He knew that there was something different about his semen. Something very wrong.
He quietly put his clothes back on and delicately snuck out of his hotel room. He went out again to The Barnacle. There were no live bands playing now, but there were still people there. The man sat at the bar and ordered a drink. As he sipped his drink, he looked around the bar. There was a young woman sitting alone at a table near the back. Her clothes were tight and revealing. A tank top with spaghetti straps. A miniskirt. Black high heels. She wore too much makeup.
He wondered what she was doing here. Did she come with friends? Did she come alone?
The bartender handed the man another drink. He took it and drank it quickly. As he put the glass down on the bar, he noticed that the girl had glanced in his direction.



“I’ve never seen you here before,” she said.
“I’m visiting from out of town,” he told her.
“Really?” she responded. “I’m from New York.”
“I’ve never seen someone from New York before.”
She smiled. He felt himself becoming attracted to her. He could sense that she was interested in him.
“What’s your name?” he asked her.
“I’m Tina,” she said.
“I’m David,” he replied. “I’m from St. Louis.”
“You’re from St. Louis?” she asked. “I grew up in Chicago.”
“Really?” he said. “Where in Chicago?”
“Uptown,” she said. “I’m from the North Side.”
“I’ve never been to Chicago,” he admitted.
“I have an apartment in downtown Orlando. I just came down here for the weekend to hang out.”
“Well,” he said, “I hope you have a great time here.”
“Thanks,” she said.
She finished off her drink and paid for it.
“Have a good night,” she said.
“You too,” he replied.
Tina walked a few steps away from David, paused, and turned back toward him. She looked deep into his eyes and said, “Would you like to see my apartment, David.”



David’s heart starting beating hard. His eyes seemed locked with hers against his will. Without even meaning too he whispered, “Yes.” As he said this he thought he saw her iris’s consumed for a moment by fire. Tina grabbed his hand and led him out of the Barnacle.
They walked along the sidewalk together.
“My car is over here,” she said. “Are you ready to see my apartment, David?”
David nodded.
They climbed into her car and she drove to her apartment. She parked outside her building and then opened the door and got out of the car. She walked up to the front door and punched in the security code. The door unlocked and she led David inside.
The apartment was on the top floor of a four-story walkup. The ceiling was low and the walls were bare. There were two doors, one on each side of the living room. The living room contained a couch and two chairs. On the far side was a small kitchen. The apartment was empty but for the two of them.
“Make yourself at home,” she said. “I’m going to take a quick shower.”
She walked over to the sink and turned on the water. Then she stepped into the bathroom and shut the door.
David remained standing in the middle of the living room. He heard the sound of the shower running. He could hear the sound of the water falling onto the tile floor.
He became aware of the softness of his own skin, the way the fabric of his shirt stretched across his chest, the feeling of his cock pressing against the fabric of his pants, the way his feet pressed down against the ground, the sound of his breathing, the smell of the air in the room.
He heard the sound of the shower being turned off and the sound of the bathroom door opening.
Tina entered the living room wearing nothing but a towel. She was beautiful. Her breasts were full and firm and the nipples were erect. She had shaved her legs and armpits and her pussy was smooth and hairless. The lips of her vagina were puffy and red.
“What do you think?” she asked.
He had to admit, she looked fantastic.
“I think you’re gorgeous,” he said.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she replied.



“I don’t have any condoms with me,” he confessed. “Do you have any?”
“No,” she said.
“Well, I guess we can’t fuck then,” he said.
“I suppose not,” she agreed.
He looked at her body and was suddenly filled with lust for her.
“Do you want to have sex with me, David?” she asked.
He did. Very badly.
“Would you like to fuck me, David?” she continued.
“Yes,” he replied.
“Why?” she asked.
“Because I want to,” he replied.
She smiled at him. “Do you want to be inside me, David?”
“Yes,” he said.
“Will you put your cock inside me, David?”
“Yes,” he said.
She took his hand and led him into the bedroom.
The bed was made up but unoccupied.
“Lie down, David,” she commanded.
He did as he was told.
She crawled between his legs and began to kiss his neck and his ears. He felt her tongue lick his ear and he moaned softly. She kissed his face and his lips. She kissed the tip of his nose. She kissed his forehead and his eyelids. She kissed his cheeks and his chin. She kissed his neck and his collarbone.
She slid her hands down his chest until they reached the waistband of his pants. She slowly pulled his zipper down and freed his cock.
“What are you doing?” he whispered.
“I’m getting you ready, David,” she told him.
“What do you mean, ‘getting me ready’?”
She rolled his cock between her fingers and then pushed them deep inside her mouth. She sucked on it and he groaned.
She pulled his cock out of her mouth. “I’m getting you ready, David,” she repeated.



She grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast. She squeezed his cock between her fingers. Then she took it into her mouth and sucked on it. She felt it grow larger in her hand and she knew that it would be growing much larger in her cunt. She took her hand away and laid it on his chest.
“I’m getting you ready, David,” she said.
She bent down and took his cock into her mouth. It was now very large and very thick. She was surprised at how hard it was. She wondered if it had been that way when he was young.
She moved her head back and forth on it and then she brought her mouth back around it. She took him in as far as she could and then she let him go.
“I’m getting you ready, David,” she said.
She let it slip from her mouth and it bounced back in the other direction. She grabbed it again and sucked on it. Then she released it.
“I’m getting you ready, David,” she said.
She did this a few more times. Finally, she was able to get the entire length of it down her throat. She gagged a bit at first but soon it felt good. She could feel it throbbing inside her throat.
She pulled it out and moved it back and forth with her hand. She stroked his balls and squeezed them between her thumb and index finger. She took his cock into her mouth and she began to suck on it.
He felt his knees weaken and his body shudder.
“Oh my god, Tina!” he cried.
She stroked him harder and faster with her hand. She sucked on him with her mouth.
He was about to come. She felt his cock throb in her hand. He felt his body tense up.
“I’m coming, Tina!” he shouted.
He felt his cock spasm and he felt his semen fill her mouth.
She pulled her mouth away and swallowed every drop. She then lifted her mouth and she licked her lips. As she did, she began to laugh menacingly. Her laughed warped and echoed. As David lay there his ecstasy turned to horror. Tina’s eyes rolled all the way back in her head. Her mouth opened wide like a snake about to eat. Her teeth turned mangled, sharp and dirty. Her skin sagged, draped and seemed to rot on her skull. Her body shriveled. She grabbed David by the throat with her long disgusting fingers.
“Now your soul belongs to me you worthless fuckboy!”
His body began to smoke. His skin turned black and peeled away from his bones. His eyes turned red and his tongue became a serpent. His hair fell out and his nails grew into talons.
Tina’s eyes opened and she looked at him.
She opened her mouth and revealed her horrible fangs.
“I am a vampire now!” she declared.
She leaned forward and her lips brushed against his.
He felt his blood being drained from his body. He tried to fight her off but she was too strong. She held his arms down and forced his head toward her open maw.
“You will pay for what you did,” she hissed. “You will pay for your sins.”
She took his head and forced it into her mouth. She let the blood flow into her throat.
Her saliva dripped from her chin and her neck. She squeezed his throat as she drank his blood. She squeezed him so tight she feared she might strangle him. She drank and drank until the blood stopped flowing. She then pushed him away.
“What have you done?” he whispered, barely alive.
“I’ve shown you your fate if you do not do exactly as I say,” she hissed in a demonic voice. “I will restore you to your living form and leave you be if, and only if, you kill and sodomize a goat in the basement of The Barnacle before the sunrise. Otherwise you will suffer an eternity as my torture slave!”

“No,” he whispered.
“Yes,” she replied.



She ripped his shirt and pulled his pants down. She threw him onto the bed and mounted him. She rode him hard.
She dug her nails into his back.
She twisted her fingers in his hair.
She ground her hips against his.
She reached down and grabbed his cock and used it like a weapon.
She pulled him off of her and turned him around. She slapped him. She kicked him.
She pulled off her towel and forced him down on his stomach. She climbed on top of him and pinned him down.
She forced her cock deep inside his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she told him. “You will never forget this day.”
She plunged her cock in and out of his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she repeated.
She slammed her cock in and out of his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she continued.
She slammed her cock in and out of his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she declared.
She slammed her cock in and out of his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she screamed.
She slammed her cock in and out of his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she yelled.
She slammed her cock in and out of his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she screamed.
She slammed her cock in and out of his ass.
“You will never forget this,” she yelled.
“Ok, Ok! I will do it! I will sacrifice and have sex with a goat in the basement of the Barnacle before the sun rises! Please let me go!” David cried.
She climbed off of him and pulled his pants up.
“You better keep your promise, David,” she said. “Or else…”
She left the room and locked the door.



David scrambled out Tina’s window onto the fire escape. He ran screaming down the rattling stairs and jumped the final ten feet. He smacked hard into the ground and lay in a pile. He stared for a moment at his hands and arms. They had returned to normal. Was he ok? Was Tina a liar? He couldn’t risk it. He had to find a goat and get to the Barnacle before sunrise.
He took a cab to the nearest animal shelter. It was closed. He went to the next one. It was also closed. He went to the third. It was also closed. He then decided to try the fourth.
It was closed as well.
He walked back to his hotel room where his wife was still sound asleep, exhausted from their busy day at Disney World. He looked at her longingly. He feared their relationship would never recover. He feared he wouldn’t survive. He left quietly. Once more he found himself in the night air, goat-less, hopeless.
He wandered the streets of Orlando, looking for a goat, any goat that he could steal, murder and have sex with. He was tired and alone. He was lost and confused. He was afraid and saddened.
Then he saw it. A goat. It was sitting on the front stoop of an old, rundown house. It was black and white and looked quite ill. It was probably a sickly thing.
He walked up to it. He bent down and took it by the horns. It didn’t struggle. It just hung its head and allowed him to lead it to the barn behind the house. He tied it up and locked it inside.
He looked around. He had no idea what he was going to do with it.
He thought about his wife and he thought about his life.
He thought about the curse.
He took a hammer and smashed the head of the goat. He took a knife and cut its throat. He took a bucket and filled it with blood. Then he took a broom and swept up all of the blood and all of the guts. He took a plastic bag and put all of the blood in it. He took a shovel and buried the body under the dirt.
He washed his hands in the bucket and wiped the blood from the floor. Then he took a rag and wiped the blood from the walls and from the ceiling. “What am I doing!” he said out loud. “I need to get this goat’s body to the basement of The Barnacle and have sex with it! I have precious little time!” David unburied the body and begin dragging it through the back alleys of Orlando.
He arrived at The Barnacle in the early morning hours. He went inside and went to the basement. He opened the trapdoor.
He threw the goat in the hole. “I guess that was the easy part,” he said to himself.
He went to the back door and began to pound on it.
Tina answered. “Oh my god!” David exclaimed.
“Yes, I am your God,” said Tina
“Don’t make me do this!” he begged.
“Are you ready?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m ready,” he replied.
“I’m ready,” she agreed.
She grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast. She squeezed his cock between her fingers.
“I’m ready,” she said.
She grabbed his hand and placed it on her thigh. She rubbed his cock between her fingers.
“I’m ready,” she said.
She pulled him close and kissed him. “Go fuck that goat,” she hissed into his ear.



“What the fuck is wrong with you!” he cried.
She pushed him down and straddled his face. She shoved his face into her cunt.
“Do as I say and I will save you from your fate,” she said.
“You’re crazy!” he shouted.
“You’re cursed!” she cried.
“I will never forget this,” she whispered.
Her pussy crawled down his throat. choking him.
“You will never forget this,” she screamed.
She squeezed his head between her thighs.
“You will never forget this,” she yelled.
She pressed his head between her thighs.
“You will never forget this,” she declared.
She let him go. “GO FUCK THAT GOAT NOW!” she commanded.
He got to his feet and walked down the stairs.
He opened the trap door and jumped down next to the dead goat.
“Now, David,” she said. “Go have sex with that goat.”
“But… I don’t know what to do,” he said.
“It’s very simple,” she told him. “Just do exactly as I say. There’s nothing to worry about. I am a goddess. You will be fine.”
“Ok, ok,” he said. “I will do it. I will have sex with a goat at the basement of The Barnacle before the sun rises.”
She smiled. “Good boy!” she said. “Now climb into the goat’s body and fuck the shit out of it!”
“But I can’t fit into the goat’s body,” he protested.
“Then you’ll be trapped inside the goat forever,” she said. “Now go!”
David climbed inside the dead goat’s body.



He felt its furry skin against his naked flesh.
He felt its cock against his cock.
He felt its balls against his balls.
He felt its tail against his ass.
He felt its legs against his legs.
He felt its hooves against his shoulders.
He felt its horns against his forehead.
He felt its tongue against his tongue.
He felt his mouth against its mouth.
He felt his teeth against its teeth.
He felt his nose against its nose.
He felt his eyes against its eyes.
He felt his lips against its lips.
He felt his ears against its ears.
He felt his hands against its hands.
He felt his feet against its feet.
He felt his cock against its cock.
He felt his balls against its balls.
He felt his tail against its ass.
He felt his legs against its legs.
He felt his hooves against his shoulders.
He felt his horns against his forehead.
He felt his tongue against its mouth.
He felt his mouth against his cock.
He felt his teeth against its teeth.
He felt his nose against his cock.



David didn’t know what he felt anymore. All he knew was he was thrusting uncontrollably and he was rock hard.
“Yes!” Tina shouted “YES!!” Tina laughed a demonic laugh as David fucked the dead goat from inside the dead goat. “Yes!” she said again. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
David came. He came so hard he passed out.
He awoke sometime later. He was still hard. His body was still warm. He was still deep in the body of the dead goat. He crawled out, ashamed, afraid, tears in his eyes. He looked around for Tina. She was nowhere to be seen.
David caught his breath. “Oh God, what have I done?”
He meekly walked away from the dead goat. He crawled out of the basement and up the trap door. The sun was rising but something was off. David stumbled to the door of The Barnacle. He flung it open. Orlando had changed. It was no longer the magical home of family fun. Orlando had been turned into hell.