Dangerous Spectacles (Revised 2018 )
Ours of what came to be a family travesty began on a bright and sunny day in the month of May. Kevin was doing his hobby while enjoying walking about looking for buried treasure using a metal detector. As he had told of his experience, had a strange inkling to go searching below the old Grand Park grandstand. Kevin read the local newspaper report about the grandstand building was scheduled for its razing, as torn down to make way for a parking lot.
Nothing in the world could stop Kevin from his due course for want of finding treasures, not even the yellow caution tape strung around the shaky hundred year old grandstand. Yet there he was with his metal detector in one hand, and his trusty hand shovel in the other. He wandered walking along between the grandstand support posts when Kevin was listening to his machine going beep. When he heard the beeping become a continuous tone, he would lay the metal detector on the ground, and with his hand shovel begin to dig, expecting to find some metal treasure.
This day would be for Kevin the beginning of an adventure, "Beep, beeeep, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!" sounded the detector, as Kevin knew he had found something of dense as heavy metal. He began to dig, trying at being careful. Kevin dug about where he had heard the strongest signal, his heart pounding from the hopeful anticipation for another interesting find.
The soil was soft due to the many decades of tens of thousands dropped cigarette and cigar butts having added to the soil humus what made the soil easier to dig. As Kevin saw the bright twinkle of something golden, his heart skipped a beat from the delight. Fingers began to dig in the loose soil, they working better, more careful, unearthing something that had Kevin begin to laugh with glee from the discovery.
As Kevin set there kneeling, he handling his new found treasure, his focus was disturbed by a man yelling, "Hey buddy what the hell are you doing in there?"
Kevin turned as looked toward the nearer end to the old grandstand, seeing a security Policeman standing outside the yellow taped boundary.
"Just a minute I found something!" Kevin called back, as he blew the dust from off his just unearthed prize. What Kevin had found was a pair of very old, made of real gold, octagon shaped reading glasses, or spectacles'. With his prize in one hand and his metal detector in the other hand, Kevin walked out from under the old wooden structure, he all smiles at the Policeman.
"Hey man that old structure is due to be destroyed next week!" said the Cop.
Kevin smiled, "Maybe, but it has stood there through wind and storms for over a hundred years, and I'll bet it doesn't just fall over with a little push!" replied Kevin as he walked away with his found prize in hand.
When in the safety of antique 1967 Pontiac sports car he began to empty out his pockets. Out came coins, buttons, and assorted mostly junk. As Kevin reached for the car glove box to retrieve a small pump-spray bottle of glass cleaner, he was more than surprised that the octagon shaped glass lenses of the spectacles were still intact. He eyed the old spectacles closely, looking for any minute cracks before he would spray and clean the dust away.
As the bright gold metal frames surrounding each lens twinkle in the afternoon sunshine, the weight suggest of the true value he held, while the solid gold bows had each ornate inscribed words that ran their length. With his treasure in hand, Kevin checked the spectacles very closely; he noticed how the glass lens held an ever-changing spectrum of odd color reflecting within the glass lenses. Holding the glasses up toward the summer afternoon sunlight, Kevin thought he saw a reflection of people milling about behind his parked car.
Quickly he turned around but saw nothing or nobody as he sat there all alone in his car, as even the cop had driven away. Again, did he hold up the glasses and peering through them, Kevin saw a scene many people walking all about, and there were red, white, and blue buntings hung on the grandstand as they did when the state fair would come to town.
When Kevin looked away from the odd spectacles, seeing he was still very alone. He looked then toward the busy street what adjoined the grandstand parking lot, as to one side the Amtrak railroad line lay waiting for the next rain to fly past. He tried then turning around, looking this way and that, but he saw not a sole person anywhere near.
A third look through the glasses had Kevin actually stretching the bows as set in place the spectacles to setting over the bridge of his nose, and the solid gold bows as sprung tight behind his ears. Suddenly he saw again a milling crowd of people, they were everywhere around where he sat. Kevin saw some people walking arm in arm with their lover, some in groups, and a few strange looking dudes just wandering about. Twisting in the car seat to look behind him, as then looking from side to side he saw people, like hundreds of people, but dressed according to the styles of clothing worn in the very early nineteen hundreds.
Kevin thought then to open the door to his car and was ready to step out as suddenly there appeared a pair of eyes, they within the glass lenses were looking at him.
"Beware!" said a forceful voice as it spoke, and Kevin heard the very baritone manner speech.
"Who, or what are you?" asked a stunned Kevin as his hands were up and ready to rip off the glasses from setting over his face.
"Beware of what you see, as the spectacles offer the views into a time long past! Where you are is in your time and getting out of your vehicle, you would leave the safety it offers. If you move and should walk away from the very place where you put on the spectacles, you shall be drawn into the scene. You would become as one entrapped, never able to return to where you are right now!" so warned the voice.
"Then these glasses are something to cause time travel?" asked Kevin.
"Yes and no! Where you are has affected thousands of lives from as many thousands of events. You saw here a past event in time, on a day of what changed the regional course of history, as from the grandstand! If you were to step out as move away from where you were when placing the spectacles in place upon your face, you enter that place in time. Worse could happen, as if the spectacle did fall away, if removed from where they set, all of what you knew will not have have happened, your life would change drastically. You, your physical essence would change, or might become as merged within a passing body. I can see the possibility of you becoming as wholly ignorant, and with fear shall you live from day to day!" As again warned the Voice for Kevin not to move.
Kevin remained where he was sitting, but was wishing not to learn the hard way that his wondrous find could show him, or as do to him. He sat there and watched, seeing the lack of any surprised reactions of people passing by his many years newer vehicle. Times passed as Kevin sat looking at an era long past, until one man runs up to stand beside the car, the man waving his hands in the air above his head, stood just outside from where Kevin sat. Kevin watched the man, seeing him motioning, waving his hands while he was yelling something.
Kevin turned to watch the man as if something from behind started to move, it causing people to scatter. Kevin watched with wide terror filled eyes as two dark legs stepped over him. A dark mass and then two hind legs of horses followed, as closely behind seemingly moving over as through his car, he saw then an English style Hansom, a horse drawn taxi coach passing Kevin. Stunned and he not moving an inch while seated safely inside his car, Kevin watched the rig travel away until lost in the crowd.
"What was that!" exclaimed Kevin.
A question asked and the eyes reappeared as the voice answered his wonderment. "A horse drawn Hansom cab was about to pass over this very spot, and had you exited your safe place in time, a fine gelding horse would you become as merged with, and then live out your life from being both animal and man!" told the voice.
"You mean to tell me that I would have stepped outside my car here and into another time, and into then another bodily form! Me, me then would merging become as trapped, forced to live as that horse drawing a cab, and for the rest of life!" stated Kevin.
"You understand well, had you moved your human body would instantly die. You, your human soul and all the knowledge you learned would remain with you, as reside inside a fear driven animal, you permanently a gelded male horse!" explained the voice.
Kevin reached for the door handle with obvious intent of jumping out now that the carriage had passed. "Stop, do not leave your safe place lest you enter another event and yet another form," warned the voice once more.
"Yea OK, but the cabbie is gone and I'd like to look around!" said Kevin feeling very giddy about all he had seen and heard.
"Look, watch, and learn!" stated the voice.
Kevin sat in place as the people along the sidewalk seemed to slow their pace of movement and looked with what might be a faces disturbed or some filled of fear. Just as before came the sight of something moving forward and from behind the car. This time the bulk was first and he saw short thick legs walking toward him, they followed by another pair.
"Golly Moses, it's a team of oxen, drawing a wagon loaded with beer kegs!" announced Kevin as the wagon and load passed through his safe spot in time.
"I... I might!" Kevin began to say, as the spectacles' voiced a terrible truth. "You need to be very careful when wearing these spectacles, as look, watch, and to learn less had you foolishly moved, and stood away from your safe place, the reality for you would become as merged within an Ox animal. Consider your physical being becoming as a yoked animal living in bondage, as worse a lifestyle than having become a Percheron horse," reminded the voice of Kevin's almost fated foolish move.
"What if I remove now and here the glasses?" asked Kevin.
"Then all is in the past, you remain a part of your time and place, safe again in your time and your life," told the voice.
Reaching up Kevin slowly removed the glasses from his head and looked around with obvious caution. Kevin sighed, he feeling relief realizing that he was once again in his time, sitting in his car. As pearl sized drips of sweat ran down his forehead, as he then sat there and looked at the glasses, the spectacles he had found, Kevin began toying with the solid gold bows. He then took note as to the hinges were double-swung, able for the wearer to see through the spectacles' from different sides of both lenses. Toying, Kevin swung the bows as to their reversed position, as if looking through the glass lenses backwards. As this intrigued Kevin, he placed the glasses on his face to look, watch and learn.
Suddenly he saw a group of men standing some distance from him as all seemed to be looking at the grandstand. One man looked all at the others, and with a twist of his wrist, he made happen an explosion what brought down the entire grandstand in one huge cloud of dust.
Quickly Kevin removed the glasses to see not any dust or rubble, nor the men as there, and he was sitting alone in his car with the old grandstand still as it was, unchanged. Slowly he put the glasses back on and the scene began once again. "I can see the future too!" exclaimed Kevin.
"Yes!" boomed the bold voice.
"Wow, I can see the past if I look from one side these glasses, and then into the future if I look through the other side of the lenses, wow!
I wonder why when the previous owner lost these glasses didn't go look or find them back?" asked Kevin not expecting the answer.
"She could not, Ellen was her name, and she was at the horse races on a fine day like this when all her life ceased. She knew weel of the spectacles abilities, having owned them for a few years, she made shroud deals and entitled great wealth. It happened during her frantic joy after seeing a future race and the horse that won, she became excited with the prospect to place a bet on the winning horse. Ellen in haste to place her bet, began walking toward the betting window. Foolish her moving, and forgetting where she was, did remove the spectacles.
The spectacles and time is of the essence of all poor Ellen forgot to look before she removed the spectacles from off her face. As she turned, to walk to the bettings cage, she removed the glasses as the soon to be winning horse walked through her space in time. Ellen found herself trapped, she merged inside the stallion horse named Seashore Run. She knew still of who she was, being born a human and realized too that her body had merged, becoming then a stallion what during their lives together, would sire hundreds of fine Thoroughbred horses!
The spectacles being bumped from her, she dropped and lost her possesion of the spectacles. As her soul merged with the horse body, her body fell dead onto the sandy ground. As her body and destiny changed was the reason why she could never make use of the spectacles, or go back from that dire moment," the voice told of Ellen and her story.
As the old spectacles slipped down into Kevin's shirt pocket he was bubbling with wonder about how he could make great use of his remarkable find. Even as he drove home pondering as to the many questions he should ask, as what other uses the glasses might have. When home again Kevin left his metal detector in the car along with the coffee can, it near to full with the many nick-knacks and old coins. As Kevin rushed inside his house, he went directly to the kitchen getting him a glass of ice and to the fridge for the decanter of iced tea. Then rushing again, he went to his private study where there he could again study his greatest ever new find.
The iced tea poured in a large glass and Kevin turned to get from his wall safe a red label Nestles' milk chocolate candy bar. He being a diabetic kept his stash safe and away from his dear wife. Kevin then sat down into his judge style leather swivel chair, and he ready for his second adventure making use of the Spectacles.
A yellow legal-size writing pad and three ink pens all laid side by side all neat and prim there on his desk and Kevin sighed as said to his self, "There we are ready, a place for everything, and everything in its place!" No sooner had Kevin repeater his favorite phrase than he began to laugh. He having found the magical gold spectacles as from then his favorite quote would not fit Kevin anymore. Laughing at his own good fortune, Kevin knew when he would wear, as make shroud use the spectacles.
Slow as carefully he took the fragile feeling spectacles out of his pocket and gave it a nervous look-see, checking it over for anything what looked wrong misshaped, or a maybe a crack in either glass lens. It was then that he held the spectacles under his desk lamp, that he noticed the miniature writings what encircled each lens, and spiraled down the bows, stopping where the bows would wrap behind the ears.
Opening the bows outward, Kevin put them on his head snuggling the glasses up his nose as wrapping the springy earpieces over and behind his ears.
Suddenly the room had there as all around Kevin many people, their forms looking vague. People Kevin had not seen in years, good friends, coworkers, and even his as then deceased sister, she having died some several years ago. Everybody was milling about as one by one walked over and gave an examining down-look into a coffin there in his study.
Then everybody grew quiet as Minister Alton entered the room.
"May we begin, it is looking like a real nasty storm is brewing up in the west, so our plan of having a service at graveside when done in the rain is so depressing!" announced the Rev. Alton.
Standing to the near right of where Kevin stood, the minister bowed his head, and after a moment opened his eyes as he spoke to all there. "Friends and relatives of our late brother in Christ, here lays Kevin his untimely death has left us all wondering... why and how," said the Minister as a funeral service was happening right there, as if Kevin was the deceased!
"Am I dead?" asked Kevin, he questioning of what was as in the past.
A question asked while wearing the spectacles worked to arouse the Spirit what governed the spectacles. "You are seeing a variance in the river of time; this is a backflow, where you did something to change the course of your family history. What you see is your own funeral service as conducted inside this old home you love so much. As this has not yet happened, and since if you are careful the mistake which caused your death, might as yet be averted," replied the guiding Spirit.
"Help me go see the mistake and correct it!" suggested Kevin quickly.
"Time is a river, with eddies, whirlpools, and tributaries that drain away on other courses leading to new focal planes of life, times, and happenings. Beware, if one is caught by the current terrible and unknown events one will within the blink of an eye cause bodily harm or death," said the Spirit.
As Kevin continued to watch his own sullen funeral service he had more questions come to mind. "You spoke of Ellen who lost the glasses when she was trapped into another time and form, how did this happen, exactly?" asked Kevin.
"She was with her husband Arnold; they were newlyweds, as the two came to watch the races, she wanted to place her bet on the virtual winner of that Saturday afternoon Derby. Ellen received the spectacles from her wealthy and eccentric but wise Grandmother, as she gave the gift while she lay on her own deathbed.
Ellen quickly learned how to use the spectacles to her gaining wealth and prominence. All was for naught when with a careless moment, a carefree attitude brought about a stroke of a fun moment. She was watching the finish to the next race, as it had then not yet begun. Her lover and husband Arnold thought to kiss his bride, and he moved to remove her odd-looking "Old granny" style spectacles.
Enthused by his love for her, Ellen forgot not to move while she stood very close to where in a few moment when Seashore Run would stride past her, he going toward the starting gate. Carefree became careless when Ellen pushed away from her dearest husband, she stepped back, the spectacles hung over her nose still, her Husband unexpectedly advancing as he removed the spectacles, he entrapped her in that split second of mutual time.
In that split second she understood the error of her ways, had it not been for her loving Husband removing the spectacles at the same moment, she might have returned to her position and been saved. Yet fate took control and off came her great gift as the body belonging to Ellen so suddenly died.
Ellen, her spirit of life entered the stallion and together she and the animal shared their beastly but magnificent body, drastically changing her lifestyle becoming a horse, and soon then a prime stud," explained the Spirit force.
"Then one should be alone when looking at the future," asked Kevin?
"To see both past and future the view can only be from one stance, one placement of where your human body exists, you within your own time and space. The spectacles do not offer time travel from place to place, but only sights of what is, or what was as one stands in a place," explained a little more the Spectacles' Spirit to Kevin.
"Then if this is my funeral service how can I find out where it happened and what happened when my death occurred," asked Kevin?
"Be of caution as with your left hand first remove the bow from around the ear. Then remove the other bow as each hand holds a bow, and then flex them into the reversed side of the framed lenses. Turn the spectacles very slowly without so much of a pitch or yaw and with the right bow first attach it about the ear. Now the second bow fit it about your other ear, and sit very quiet less you are caught in the river of time," said the Spirit with a very firm tone to his voice, as he scared Kevin.
Suddenly the sights of Kevin's funeral began to run backwards as a movie in reverse. As the glasses showed the sights Kevin watched as hours flipped by in seconds and days scrolled backwards as well. He saw himself placed in his coffin. Kevin shuddered when his doctor pronounced him dead. Then was the wild ride in an ambulance, it about made Kevin sick as it was traveling backwards, all in reverse, as from up the road where his death had occurred.
As the ambulance came to an abrupt stop, the Spirit said, "Place one hand to the right side of the bow but do not remove it from off the ear!"
Kevin did as told and the speed to which events passed slowed. Everything moved at a common pace, as allowed Kevin to as his happening occurred, his downfall. As his own brother sat with a circle of friends, he began to explain the why and the how his brother Kevin had caused his own death. Kevin too, was all ears as listening, he wanted to know what he had done so very wrong!
Kevin then heard, "If you want to know how he died, my brother was both married to his wife and betrothed to his financial ventures. All went well for Kevin until that one fate filled day when he discovered a pair of gold octagon shaped spectacles as it changed his love of life from his wife and family to the gaining of wealth. He changed and began urgently spending his time working at a fevered pitch, a workaholic; I told him he had gone crazy!
In any case, he was like a man possessed, having but one goal, that of a lust for money.
I suspect that it was from his tax forms sent to the I.R.S. as raised a red flag and their insisting on continual audits of his income. They wanted to know how he within two years became as the richest man in ten states. Three years ago, he earned but $56,000 and working as the manager at a KMart. As the next year, my brother Kevin reported he had earned through trading his stocks and bonds the sum of nine million dollars.
Jill, the wife of Kevin, their family ties were breaking down, but he carried on working for weeks without leaving his downtown penthouse and office. It began to take a toll even on him, as his anxiety for gaining wealth, he just keeled over one day and was rushed to the hospital. The hospital records reported him having a blood pressure of 190/106, what remained sustained and until medicated.
It was then, Jill heard from the doctor that she take my brother home to rest, or he would die soon.
Home Kevin went, he sedated and those dear spectacles taken from out his pocket-saver case. I went to him and since we are brothers and longtime friends, he began to open up; he told me of what scared him the most.
Kevin told me he could see both past and future events with his found pair of olden time spectacles. I listened to his ranting story and said not a word thinking this must be part of his work phobia. He then asked me to produce the glasses, as I went to his study and retrieved the spectacles. He told me to stand up and place them over my face. I did as told if only humoring a man that I thought to be going crazy from seeking wealth.
He warned me urgently not to move or I would become as injured by what I saw.
He got up from his chair and aimed me toward the window facing the side street to the west of his house. I saw then Hansen street, as in days long gone, it the one main street into town. He reminded me and warned me not to move but just stand there and see how the glasses performed.
I stood there looking out the window and saw instead of modern cars rolling past, those that did, were few and mostly of the turn of the century types. Quickly I removed the glasses only to see the present day common cars and trucks again driving past the window. Again, he suggested I place them on my face but this time mention a date, to verbally so specify, so I said "1844." Suddenly there were horse and wagons going by, they had teams of four and six horses leading them, as people walking past were dressed in clothing of that time.
As again, I removed the glasses and what I could see was the traffic and people of this present day.
"Marvelous!" was all I could remark.
Kevin smiled and had me sit down, as he told me of how he attained his millions. He showed me a newspaper, and then placing the glasses on me again, as he told me to say a date one week in advance. I did, and the newspaper changed to that future date, showing then of what stocks rose in price or decreased for an excellent purchase.
I understood then some of what he knew of those strange glasses and how he became a millionaire overnight. Kevin remained home for about two weeks before he went back to the hospital, having had a heart attack in the night.
He awoke later screaming of his fears and insisted I come and visit him in the middle of that dark night.
I had to agree his fear was not without its basis. He in having his attack had lost sight and knowledge of the whereabouts his precious glasses, the gold spectacles. All thoughts of his losing them had him a man terrorized over who might find them, and place them on their face, as he told me of something else which could happen if not careful.
I listened again to a story, of anyone not experienced, like myself; my brother would have sounded like a man lost of his senses. Lost souls, death, and those lost living out their lives entwined inside animals, others long dead, or even statues placed on the same spot where the person seeing the future could become a part of history.
Kevin had seen a possible scenario of his own funeral and seeing this; he went and tried endlessly to see how it happened. He saw himself standing with the glasses on in some future time. It was one of his children playing roughly that came into the room who slamming into his bad knee, what caused him to fall over. The glasses left his face making him die on the spot; this was just part of what he wanted to understand.
Kevin was wearing while reading a story using the spectacles, as he read about olden times of near the 1700's. He stood up to stretch when his daughter burst into the room. Kevin was engrossed in his story, trying while standing to stretch as being extra careful as to where he stood, seeing he was back then a farmer's market.
The market place in those times was a place filled with passing bodies of those long dead but still viable in time. He was turning his head only slightly when his daughter Emily did run in and slammed into his knee. He watched and saw his own self to fall and to where he entered that time long gone.
As the glasses fell from his face and head, his immortal soul as funneled into a passing dog, a Wolfhound owned and held on a rein by the daughter of the governor who was living then in our town. Kevin became as merged and trapped, he was from then doomed to remain, to live the life being an Irish wolfhound and saw life and exploits as he lived like a dog.
It was from this fear he felt the reasonable terror for family and friends who if finding the spectacles, if not careful, they too might gain such a fate.
I did as Kevin asked, and went straight way to his house, and there met with his dear wife Jill. She had long since felt her husband was up to something, but was one never to look a gift horse in the mouth. She and I went upstairs and searched the bedroom for those special "lucky" spectacles.
The ambulance driver must have taken them from Kevin, and of all places, he laid them on the mantle over his bedroom fireplace. The spectacles we found, and then it was time for some truth between brother-in-law and his sister-in-law. Jill asked me why the glasses were such a lucky thing for her husband.
I stood there wondering and then suggested we go downstairs to the family room. Once there, I did as had Kevin with me, except Jill, it was a little more difficult about believing me, than I did with Kevin. Once she had seen things through the lenses and almost reached out to touch a person passing in history, she felt the drain on her life and removed her hand to be tight to her body. She having experienced the workings of the old and gold spectacles, she was like I of a mind to hide them away from small hands.
I did report to Kevin the next morning, as he lay there upset and filled of worries.
He asked me many questions of which one about me having shown Jill anything of how the spectacles worked, as I denied informing of her; he need not know it as then. He was very talkative about them, as having tried and toyed with the things often.
The thing was as much magic as it was strange since Kevin told me how on occasion the glasses would tell of those who owned them in the past. He mentioned Lady Ellen and her untimely demise. His telling of her use of the glasses and the accidental removal by her new husband, forced the non-consensual entwine with a stallion horse named, "Seashore Run."
Kevin's accounting of her exploits when sharing the body and mind of the steed, were to say quite explicate. Her sensations over having become an animal and a male one at that were most sensual, actually a little too personal. I had to ask it, I wanted to know how he could tell what the Lady felt like when being as a stallion and horse. He, I was almost sure could not have reached that far into history, to effect a connection between his mind and that of stallion and Lady.
Kevin informed me that by asking the glasses to help and allow him to venture to that point in her life, and then as he saw her body die, her soul slipped from body into horse, he did as told, moved the glasses to just about falling from off his nose. The spectacles warned him of such a foolish move, but he thought himself careful enough not to move his head or look down, which might make them fall, and he along with her would live as a stallion too.
Often when late at night or at times when alone and wanting for something fun to give him a thrill, Kevin would adventure to visit her, and the stallion horse she had become. Kevin found himself more and more drawn to her as from her soul he could actually feel what she felt, as also what the stallion did, and it felt. The act of mating had his mind and senses captured, as Kevin had found several points in time where the stallion as put to stud. The raw bestial act of procreation was for the horse a simple instinct. Yet Ellen having been a human and a woman, as it-felt erotic, having enjoyed then both genders, she held to a realization, and conveyed her sensual sensations to Kevin.
The sensing of the beast in the act of mating was almost beyond his ability to describe. Kevin told me how he using the spectacles did once cast a momentary merging with the stallion penis, he as it, he became erect, he thought his cock body might burst, and once did stop the stallion before he, Kevin as the horse cock might become as injured.
This only wet his sensual appetite for more physical contacting within the animal world, and that was when he became distracted almost to his own death. Having seen his funeral and then the act what caused his death, leaving him to live in the 1700's, he as an Irish wolfhound, as he visited his own soul's final repose. His becoming a dog was worse than feeling the sexual life of a horse, as a stallion, and/or being the sex member to a stud horse.
Kevin could lament to me that after spending long hours finding those points where the big dog body was in the act of mating, he returned to those times often. It was when he as seeing himself this large and tall dog, he dragged around by the Governor, or his beautiful daughter on a leash, he came upon a time of beast canine incest.
When once he was inside the daughter's bedroom, he saw himself curled up and licking his sheath clean, as does a dog. The daughter being as young and beautiful girl had many who would come at night, and they toy with her sensual body. It was on one night she saw him cleaning his self; she came to him naked as the day she was born.
The dog self got up, sensing the scent of female and nosed his, their snout into her groin, sniffing in the wonderful scent of female. Her dog sniffing her, made the girl have an orgasm and thus got the dog all upset and thrilled. Kevin got enthused, as did the dog; while both being as one, they felt as much as saw the purple-red, pointed dog-cock emerge out past the long and large furry sheath. Out came a good ten inches and as the girl stood there gawking at it, and with her pet licking her labia, she and her dog rose up, it on his hind feet, brought his pointed cock to bear witness to her beauty.
Fawning on his master as mistress the Wolfhound dog and Kevin did rut their cock as a perfect match in height to her vaginal opening. As they taunted her, their prick, she felt her greatest lusty desire, having tried something new. A slight rise on her toes and then lowering herself down, she let the point of the Wolfhound prick enter her sex ever-so deep. Once past the point of no return it was Kevin as the human mentality, he too tickled to delight guided the Wolfhound into a sexual display with the girl. Thrusting upwardly, and bouncing on hind feet, they as their dog self worked that red shaft to moving higher and deeper, pressing at her cervix before entering her womb. It was then the girl began to realize she was about to have actual sex with her dog. She tried to push him off her, and in so doing ended up falling backwards onto her bed.
According to Kevin, as from her manner of repose made things easier, exciting Rover with beastly lust of a usually horny Wolfhound. Rover took over, he in full control, thrusting harshly, ramming in deeper into the girl. It was Kevin screaming at his doggish companion-pal to slow, take it easy, but at the height of functioning, he felt the doggies' knot slip up into the girl's tight vagina.
The stud dog was in his favored position, as the real act of mating commenced for dog and his bitch. The girl moaned and groaned her vagina stretched to the breaking point as the dog and pet was having the best sex and the biggest hard on of his life.
Feeling this all Kevin could think of his own life, and the relationship he had with Jill. He reflected on their sexual sensations and was of a mind at one of his fun times to remove the glasses, and become part in part with that sex minded Wolfhound.
He decided against his dark delights as from his wretched experiences with the glasses, that he knew they could be the doom of him, or anyone in his family, most of all one of the children. Kevin made me swear an oath of promise to keep all he had told me in confidence, as if I did tell anyone and they would not believe me!
I know what Kevin told, and he believes it was a reality. I know what you might ask, as if I had tried what Kevin did, and to that I must be truthful, and say YES!"
So told the brother of Kevin, explaining to a mutual friend, as I listened to the extreme details of how with use of the spectacles, then it became my turn to use the spectacles as my life changed, as became a virtual Hell. I saw me in my future, the date a year from when I fist made use of those magical spectacles.
I became as enticed by the powers the spectacles controlled. What I saw worked to arouse me, as make me scheme toward that time when what was me and my life would know changes. My curse was from the story told me by Kevin's brother, of Kevin merging with the cock of a stallion horse and knowing the most carnal sensations of two animals mating. I prepared my lifestyle toward that day, and was about ready to make the fated move.
All were there in place, the stallion standing aroused and ready to mate, as was the mare standing prepared, her hind legs shackled. I was wearing the spectacles, as from the left of me stood the Vet watching. The Vet bumped me, the spectacles moved, and I saw for a split moment my soul entering not the stallion but going into the mare. I felt the stallion mounting, spearing inside us his cock, as he began thrusting we swooned with passions of being an equine animal mating.
Luckily, the Vet noticed he bumped me, and did kindly help by replacing in place the old spectacles upon my face, before I died. I turned and ran, horrified at what I was about to do, as become, when I did trip, as fell, falling over a randy-buck goat. He was but a moment in time different from me as he and I merged physically. You my friend now knows why I am as I am today. I am akin to being as was a satyr, but being more goat than human. Facially and mentally, I am human, as I have hands and arms, the rest of what is me stands here being very much a buck goat, just increased in size.
You need to beware of me, as from my becoming mostly a buck goat, my sexual drive has increased a hundred fold. I am dangerous to all women, and wanting of sexual relations with anything alive. Leave now and venture elsewhere, lest I attack, molesting you.
Good bye!