Last Day fae farms, preservation copy

May 20th

   Well I guess its been nearly a month since I got on my laptop to type. I kinda forgot to charge it for awhile too. Looking at my last entry I guess I should explain; see that goat woman...okay; well; she is called something that sounds German so I'll do my best to write it out (DunkelNachtWaldZiege), I capatalized where the seperate words are, but I'm sure in German it would be on big word. So the jist is she's a hermaphrodite too, an "alpha" as Silver and Snow put it. So I got darted that night because they were afraid I'd "let myself get hurt", as the goat woman was going a tad over board. She had put us all on her big bean bag chair and dropped us all off one by while fucking us onto it inside my room...apparently she knew what a tv was...and by the way Silver put made it sound...could turn invisible..or morph in shadows and haunt people's houses...and took a liking to it...so that was a big clue this (farm) isn't exactly as much a prison for them as it has been for me.

   So about me...well...not long after that night of fucking they put a screen on my door and thick bandages around my legs and chest. See the next day my legs were extremly sore...like fucked too much sore, but also like growing pains sore, my chest felt heavy too. So I was pretty much bed ridden for the next few days. The others could only visit me through the screen on the door. On top of that while I was bed ridden the big outer doors were opened. I had expected some sandy cattle ranch, but it was the green hills and ponds...that make me question where I am, but also why if they can do exactly like the one's back in Ohio did, why we had to stay inside this whole time. I could see a big castle tower with a spiral ramp around it, reminded me of a goat play castle I'd seen on Facebook once. Watching the sheep girls playing. They also had a routine, I noticed they were lining up one by one during certain times of the day to get fucked by the goat woman, followed by a nap time, then back outside to play. The goat woman and the ram girl though seemed to take turns going outside to play and staying by my door. I guess alpha and beta male of the flock or something.

   So I was bed ridden, Silver and Snow were the ones coming in and taking turns through their secret passages to feed me. Also...I guess I'll just get to it right away. I am not human anymore. About a week into this she took my bandages off my chest. I had boobs. Not as big as the goat woman's but definetly bigger than the sheep girls'. She was massaging them, and they were super tender. She put some ointment on my chest, rubbing it into my extremly sensative nipples. My moan was so high pitched...I sounded like the sheep girls. She took my leg bandages off and the boots...my waist and below is covered in brown thick goat like fur. She ran her hands over my legs, my goat like legs. I have hooves now, split hooves...its weird but...I try to remember if I ever felt my toes before. But...could I ever feel my individual toes before? the closing of the hoof halves like a vice is a little odd but...I don't know...feels natural I guess. I guess its part of what they did to me. I also have a little goat tail, and little slightly curved horns.

  So while I was getting feeling back in my legs and able to stand again, they let one of the sheep girls and the ram girl in through the screen. They sniffed around me and one lick by the sheep girl and I realized I have a pussy now...and a dick...so I am basically like the ram girl now as far as plumbing goes. I checked myself out the mirror in the bathroom. I am cute...like I don't look like me anymore...but like a cute girly version of me...no wander my face stayed smooth. My forearms are also furry, not sure why they kept gloves on me. Maybe my more girly hands would have clued me earlier...not that; that would have accomplished anything. So, I called myself a Satyr...I was quickly corrected. I am a "Faun"...so quick rundown of the lecture I got. I belong to the Labra tribe of Fae now...so..goat and sheep like features mainly. But I have the Bacchus body type shared by three types of fae...almost always of human descent, the Satyr (which has no horns, horse legs, and horse tail), the Pan (goat legs, small horns located ontop of the cranium, and a small goat tail), and what i was turned into, the Faun (goat legs, curved horns on the sides of the head, and a small goat tail). So...alot like the Pan only more...nature oriented and less music magic or something, I don't know I'm on a farm having sex with Ama'da Sheep Girls and a DunkelNachtWaldZeige. I don't think my exact turned into species thing is all that important but...it gives me something to write about I guess.

   After a few days, and I had strength in my legs they let me back out. The sheep girls were ecstatic; we ended up playing outside, Its kind of a blur, running, jumping, climbing the castle. The wheat with the jellybean like jewel fruit was growing wild and we munched on that. Funny enough nothing tried to have sex with me other than tongue baths until the third day of this when something happened.

   So there we were playing in the field when...it looked like the air broke, like splintered air by the fence...which the fence wasn't even waist high, if anyone of us wanted to we could have tried to run...but where too? I mean its May by this point and for all I know jumping the fence could land me in a snow bank, a ditch in the middle of the desert, some back alley...me a nude woman with goat legs and horns...yeah. So anyway, the air was cracked up and one of those fuzzy spider things that had shared the stall next to mine before jumped through. It seemed to spot me, the sheep girls were bleating in fear and running towards the barn as it loomed up and came down trying to stab me with its leg the ram girl flew at it and sliced it with her claws...yeah, nice reminder those "hooves" they have for hands are actually long sharp spike like fingers. Weirdly her little white sheep tail extended into a long whip with spikes sticking out of the cotton ball tip, and big freaky demon wings just appeared from her back, the white wool on them kind of off setting the demon like aspect though. She tore the spider thing apart and very quickly morphed back. The crack in the air healed its self and the ram girl sniffing around me, bleating, licking around my face. I was breathing heavy, and looked the ram girl in the face; there was genuine worry there. I didn't even noticed until then that back at the barn the goat woman was standing at the entrance, with her own demon wings and hands out like claws.

  The commotion was...like an aphrodisiac. the Sheep girls were running around like they were begging to be fucked right there at the entrance and me...before I knew it I was presenting myself and bleating...yes I was bleating, and the ram girl and I went inside the little goat tower castle. Right there on some straw she took my virgin pussy. I still love anal but this was a whole other ball game. From that moment on, I knew I needed this, like as much as possible. I was burning up inside for cock, to be stuffed and pumped full by the ram girl, the goat woman. When not with them I was humping the sheep girls who would present themselves to me. Which seemed half the time meant to intice the ram girl or goat woman...like the sight of us lesbian it up really got them turned on.

   Well the long short here is,  the spider thing was an accident. Just yesterday that woman with the long goat horns and black feather shoulders was back. She was standing in the yard, bleating to the goat woman and ram girl, looking at the area where the spider jumped through. She actually turned to me and said in English that this farm is a multi-purpose farm and she loans out some of her flock for wool and milking, and wasn't happy about this, as something from the food side broke through. She didn't like that there stalls had been so close to ours in the first place. So...this is the thing, I think the black feathers goat lady bought me from Silver and Snow...seeing as how I turned into a Faun...apparently thanks to a combination of what they fed me and being fucked by the ram girl and goat woman. So...this is the last thing I can type. Later today we are scheduled to go through a portal; already seen it, to a forest that belongs to the feathered goat woman and rejoin her flock. Possibly to be loaned out next winter to the farm for milking, apparently Faun milk is especially prized...so that's my next winter to look forward to. Coming back here, with upgrades to how they divide the spaces, to be milked alongside the sheep girls again.

  I have asked that they post all of these online. I may not remember my name anymore...Brad..Brandon...Bradly...whatever. But It will itch at me not to finish what I started. They said they know an Fae that will post it for me...possibly also take credit for it as a work of fiction. But...eh...what do I care...I'm a Fae now...and I think I might be pregnant.