Of a sudden, I was spent, the commission of my crime complete. Without the inhuman passion of my master filling my breast and loins, I crumbled like a discarded rag doll. My twisted body fell almost bonelessly to the floor, leaving me a tangle of deformed limbs and a monstrously distended phallus no longer quite so engorged nor quite so firm.
I sat stunned, the room spinning. Curious faces, some of them children, but most of them black, watched with snickering eyes from the edge of the room. The shadows seemed to hide them too well, perhaps they were not even real.
In any case, I did not care.
I was a creature reborn, my body both alien and familiar to me. I could feel oddly shaped bones beneath my furry legs and the cloven hooves that my master had pulled out from within me. I did not want to touch the dwindling snake of my flesh, nor the bag of flesh anchored beneath it. Instead, I felt my ears, distended into a triangle as long and as flat as a leaf on a stalk of corn. My head was tender to the touch and when my fingers tapped the hollow horns growing from my temples, I felt it all around my crown, echoing on the back of my head.
Goat legs. Goat ears. Goat horns.
The mind could not take it in all at once.
Yet, even as I had fallen from my pedestal atop the tub, my master had not fallen from the pedestal I had placed him on. I looked up and all thoughts of prayer fled from my head. I could only behold his magnificence and nothing more could my poor abused mind comprehend.
The thing that had once been Twinings was nothing more than a giant smoked ham hanging from the rafters. My master began to smooth away anything human from that pathetic mass. If only it did not twitch and moan in its tethers could I accept that it was dead and its suffering at an end.
Of course, at the time, I did not care about its suffering one whit. I cared only I was so close to a God made flesh, a God by the name of Hearne. "We shall know if their union proved fruitful in a few weeks time," my master, my savior said to the shadows who may or may not have been there. "I am certain this will prove my conjectures true."
Then he was by my side and offering a hand to help me to my feet, or cloven hooves as they were non-undeniably so. "Arise my lustful Lazarus, and let us welcome you to your new life in the Freehold of Avalon!"