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“A Profound Experience”

A coupe of young lovers walked the forest glen, enjoying nature and seeking a place where they might be alone and feel a thrill. Sorry for them, they stumbled into the realm as had Alexis and I have earlier.

We decide to go and meet the new couple. As I walk over to them , I can't believe how wonderful it feels to walk on my new hooves. I feel so graceful and I want to share this gift with them.

Shanna approaches them. "Hello I'm Shanna and welcome to our realm."

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"Hello" the girl responds "I'm Amy and this is Dan, where are we?"

"You are in a wonderful place and I'm sure you will enjoy it here" I respond.

Alexis and Shanna lead Amy away and start talking to her. After a few minutes, Amy has a huge smile on her face and rips off all her clothes. Alexis begins to kiss her while Shanna eats her out. Alexis then starts to suck on her enlarging breasts as Amy begins to moan in pleasure. See how my Satyress pussy gets wet as I anticipate her change. With in minutes her ears poke out of her ass long hair and become and pointed. Then horns protrude out of her forehead.

Her legs became , as a tail erupts from her ass. Her toes fuse into cloven hooves. Just then, she feels a massive orgasm, and her transformation is complete.

Dan looks in amazement. "What happened to her?"

“She was transformed into a wonderful creature, and I could do the same to you" I replied.

"You could make me a satyr," he asked.

"Yes, a handsome satyr or possibly that or a Satyress, I replied with a smile."

"A Satyress," he said in shock.

"Yes a Satyress. I was a male like you before I took this form. I am so very happy this way. I feel so sexy so horny. Sex is much better as a Satyress. Just say yes and then I will turn you into a sexy Satyress like us," I offered.

He looked at me a yelled, “Please, make me into a beautiful Satyress, all black of hair and skin, the epedemy of one Demoness Satyress, just like you!"

I smiled, and with hairy hands I took hold his head and forced him face first into my pussy, as he began to eat me out. It felt so wonderful. I watched him become one of us as he drank my juices. His hair grew, as did his chest. Horns grew, tail sprouted and his lower half turned into a Satyress. As I came, his or should I say her transformation was complete.

"Thank you," Danielle cried, "I feel wonderful,” as then Amy, Alexis, and Shanna joined us, we all enjoying one huge orgy.

When it was over, we were sated for the moment, and waited for more people to initiate.

Coming around the far end of the hedge of Laurels is a large man. Danielle spots him first and runs like a wild sex driven deer to meet her new friend.

Joel stands rigid looking out over the numbers of ongoing orgies not even noticing the fast approaching Satyress.

Almost out of breath, the eager Danielle stops and stands just to Joel's right as she makes her greeting.

"Hello, I am Danielle won't you come with me and I shall bring you pleasure!" she offers.

Joel looks at her his eyes wide as they take in the wild sexual creature standing at an arms length away.

"What the heck are you?" asked Joel his eyes taking inventory of Danielle's wondrous form.

"A wonderful, sensual, satyr, female!" says Danielle as she turns around in a slow circle showing off her lovely wares.

Joel takes a half step back as he sees what should not be real. Danielle is captured by her own lusts for this man to show her a good time and doesn't realize what all she is doing. Yet Joel sees her passion for wild sex as she finger fucks herself while showing off her body to Joel.

"You are one hell of a sexy creature, but not the type of love or woman I have in mind to share what is mine to give!" says Joel feeling uneasy about what he sees.

Joel turns to walk back up the path and leave this place of sin, sex, and lust.

Danielle is not to be left at the alter, as she lunges forward grabbing Joel's arm and sinking her hairy palm down the front of his pants.

Suddenly escape is what Joel wanted most but he was, or she became quite attached to him at that moment, her nimble fingers tantalized the maleness of Joel, while his own desire for a wholesome relationship was beginning to change. Licking his lips, he could not take his eye away from her loving gaze.

"Come, let me and my sisters pleasure you, come!" beckoned Danielle.

Joel's constitution was quickly fading, with one-step, and then another Danielle led him into the glade.

Amy, Shanna, and Alexis were watching their young sister try her new ways to allure a man for the first time. It was easy to see that much of her pervious male self was still causing her troubles, as Joel was not drunk with lust just by a quick look.

"No, no I must go back up the path!" grumbled Joel as he walked along to his human slaughter.

Alexis and Shanna soon stepped over meeting the loving pair mid-glade. "Come let us show you such pleasure your heart will skip a beat!" beckoned Alexis.

Moaning his desire to leave Joel was suddenly stunned as Amy came from behind and with a quick move yanked down Joel's Dockers. Turning to see who did it Joel's maleness was under instant attack.

In the second his penis was in view Shanna mouthed it from tip to base and began the satyr ritual of suck and stroke.

"No please, no I must return to the path!" begged Joel feeling his will breaking and the lust for Shanna to continue an almost real need.

Danielle was busy kissing Joel's earlobes as Alexis smoothed her hairy palms up under Joel's shirt.

It wasn't long before Cedius came to see what was the need for one man to be raped by four sensuous satyr females.

"Well there Man, you seem to have a corner on all the fun females in our glade!" says Cedius as Joel gives the older male satyr a real anguished look.

"Alright dearest ones, let him go, he's not accepting your gifts in a gracious manner!" says Cedius, as the four Satyress let go of Joel.

Quickly his release gives way to the original desire to leave. Yanking up his pants and tucking his shirt, Joel begins to back away, horrified by these sensual five, as he would think then to run.

Back to the Laurel hedge and then turning, Joel runs up the dirt path and back to his previously known reality.

"Oh but Cedius we could of made him a fine and strong satyr too!" pleaded Danielle.

"Huh, he'll be back maybe today or in a day or two but he will be back!" states Cedius.

"How do you know this to be so, Master?" asked Danielle.

Cedius looked at the foursome and smiled. "His sensual feelings will make the man turn as he comes to realize Shanna's sucking began his infection of Satyr disease! As she sucked her satyr saliva infected his system, he will find himself becoming more and more satyr like, but if he waits too long, the changes continue and some fine big buck goat will he then become!" tells Cedius.

Meanwhile, Joel felt astonished by his speed in running back up the path.

Joel is feeling much better he is away from that hellhole of sin and depravity. Exiting the gateway, which led to the many paths, Joel heads for his Hotel room to shower and forget, if possible!

A hulk of a man Joel weighs in at 244 pounds, his shoulders are a 52 inches in size while he is not fat but just pure solid working man's muscle.

"Golly I feel dirty from those weird creatures touching my body!" thinks Joel as he at last can see the sign of the Clinton Hotel.

As Joel steps up to the front counter, he stands feeling anxious awaiting some service person to give him his room key, while he stands there looking about the room. The Hotel's lobby is busy bustling place as was his pondering gaze returned by a number of people passing him by.

"Yes, may I be of service Sir?' asked the desk clerk to Joel.

Joel turned around to face the man seeing the man's expression change from a sweet smile to a look of aggravation. "Yes I want the key to room 712 please!" says Joel.

"Yes, I have it here but wouldn't you maybe prefer something on the first floor and closer to the rear barns Sir?" asked the Clerk.

"NO! I like my room with a view! Thank you, my key please!" demanded Joel feeling angry at the rude suggestion.

Joel was feeling all the more aggravated himself as when he walked onto the elevator for the short ride up, those people who entered first gave him a nasty stare and quickly got off.

Key in hand Joel unlocked his room door and walked inside. The air conditioning was blasting out cool fresh air and this made Joel relax. A deep breath and stretching his arms and chest to their longest and fullest size he began to unbutton his shirt.

Kicking off his shoes Joel plopped on the bed to remove his socks. Fingers felt stiff, but with some small problem, he unbuckled his belt. The trouser slipped down his legs making Joel shudder from the remembered touch of those satyr women.

Opening his suitcase, he took out a fresh shirt and change of underwear. A new bar of glycerin soap which he took along, and Joel was ready for the shower.

As he stepped toward the shower room, he stopped then paused, as if something seemed very odd. Looking around he felt as if not alone in the room but not a soul more was there but him.

Another step and he was at the doorway to the bathroom and again he had a strange feeling.

Pushing open the door slowly he almost expected to see four sexy satyrs standing there waiting to pleasure him into becoming something which reminded him of the devil's own.

"Nobody there!" thought Joel as the door opened wide to the white tile bathroom.

Clipidy clomp! Joel stopped and looked into the bathroom mirror.

"Oh my Lord in Heaven!" said Joel as he gasped at the sight.

Joel was awe struck as he looked at what was reflecting in the mirror.
The suckling hand left its mark on Joel first morally and now physically.

There looking back from the mirror was a large man but now endowed with the sheath of some male goat. Joel leaned over to look up the dark tunnel of his blackened sheath only to see the tip of some pink beastly penis peering back at him.

The worst yet was his testicles were the size of Kiwi fruits and hung low in a black furred sack. Each move had them swing about bumping into thighs on right or left. The black fur too covered his entire groin and ran between his ample thighs up and covering his buttocks.

Straining to look over his shoulders, he was of wild hope not to see what he expected to see.

"Yup!"

There it was just as he thought it should be, if this much of his male body had changed then having a tail was now just plain natural.

Joel tried and without much real thought the tail wagged briskly over his now shaggy black furred butt.

"This is really too much!" grumbled Joel as he took his right hand and smoothed it up and down the length of his sheath.

The touching was about his human mind needed, meanwhile, he had the Satyr fever pulsing in his veins. Slowly at first, the bright pink head of his now pointed penis strained out of the black sheath.

Joel wanted to see what he had while at the same time longed for a remedy to make him what he was before.

As with each smoothing up or down over the tube sheath his male goat's penis grew out more and more. Six inches, ten inches, a foot long and growing more and more in length. The more it stiffened the more it grew out in length the more Joel stroked the sheath.

Moaning of his sensual feeling, he watched amazed when it peaked the length of 18 inches past his sheath's opening. Now the real delight began as he gripped his long pink and rigid shaft stroking up and down the sensual shaft.

"Oh, oh, oh!" he moaned as the stirring feeling in his balls told of an eruption to happen very soon. Worse yet he was seeing his face getting thick outcroppings of black hair and a goatee beard growing full in just seconds.

"It's coming, I'm Cuming!" Joel screamed as roaring out of the pointed pink penis came squirt after squirt of cum and a rich thick jellylike globs of semen. It splattered the mirror, it sprinkled the toilet, it clung to the lights, and making a puddle on the floor.

Huffing and puffing breathing heavy draughts of air Joel was enjoying what hours before when offered he had thought as something terrible.

At last, it was over and he let loose his withering pink shaft. It softened and dangled loose hung over the end of his most wonderful black sheath. Blinking his eyes he tried to focus on the mirror but it was smeared with cum and congealed semen, his!

Waddling out of the bathroom Joel stood before the full-length mirror hung on a closet door. The sexual delights had truly taken a toll. His face covered in the thickened black fur of a black buck goat. His neck seemed longer, the black fur covered neck, chest, belly, groin, butt, and his entire back.

"Muaw," Joel tried to speak, but found his ability of forming words impeded then by rubbery lips, made more to graze and gather food than speak.

Shaking his head made him notice long floppy furred ears, they hung out from the sides of his larger than common for any type of goat. He stood there and ogled himself in the mirror, seeing the lumps of soon to bust out horns of the goat, as he felt would undoubtedly be his future.

Joel went ahead and took his shower, a cold one! Drying off was a new sensual experience as the towel combed his goat wool making the cold air from his air-conditioned room give him goose pimples! As sex stimulates the rampage of the satyr infection, so does the feeling from chill bring on increased growth to thicken wool covering his body.

Soon, a disturbed half man and half a goat from the waist up, he paces his stateroom. Looking out the window, he notates it is near to sundown. The lights and the carnival atmosphere would help dim anyone looking at some creature fighting his way back to that adventure path.

It was then that Joel understood the desk Clerk's offer to place him in a room near a rear exit and the barns. Had Joel been even more sensual with his lusty self he might have then walked out and became a piece of livestock for the Pleasure Island Amusement Park.

Maybe lucky for him he stopped when he had or that might have become a reality. Now though he was seven floors up and needing to be down and able to run about without detection.

"I got'a get to that Satyr glade and beg them to stop this changing!" thought Joel to himself.

One last look at his self in the closet mirror saw the goose pimples had spurned the black goat wool growth, it spreading even down to his feet.

Dressed in spring jacket, it having long sleeves like his shirt, wearing black trousers and no shoes due to having cloven hoofs, Joel headed out into the hall. Trying not to be noticed as some goat creature who was loose from the farm, or a satyr loose from an old Greek myth, Joel made his way toward the freight elevator.

As the doors opened, a thin little man was the operator.

"Yes Sir, when we stop at the ground floor the goat barns are to our left," said the man.

Joel lifted his head and gave the man an evil stare with golden pupils now square set in black orbed eyes and his face surrounded with black shaggy hair.

"I need to go to the Satyr glade how best can I get there," asked Joel his voice deep and dark while slurring every other word due to his now goats like lips.

"Take the personnel tunnel from the basement exit and follow the signs, its about half a mile but you come out nearest the satyr's campfire area, I've seen it once myself!" replied the little man.

Joel was getting more and more turned on as he walked the tunnel toward the satyr camp. He was lucky not to meet a soul but as the smoke smell of burning logs touched his nostrils the man who was Joel found himself walking on now four legs and four sets of cloven hooves, he had become a goat!

Still as himself in mind and wishing to be return to human form, Joel stepped outside the tunnel. Looking out as dark shadowed forms wandered from orgy to orgy, each looking new and wondrous with thrills of sexual delight; most of who came had never or ever yet tried.

Even as he wandered about his goaty self fitted in well with the goat like satyr forms and a few male of female goats, these poor damned fools those there used as sex toys for the enjoyment of all.

Then Joel saw Shanna and Amy enjoying a round of oral sex with one young male satyr.

"Mauw Muaooul," Joel tried his best to say his name.

It was Shanna, who thought of her playmate from early afternoon and what Cedius said about him returning.

"Joel my love you have returned to me, let me pleasure you!" said Shanna.

Joel wanted to be elsewhere at that moment as Shanna cupped his chin with her nimble fingers. A chill and shiver ran down the length of his body at her touch, as she forced his human thoughts, he almost preferring then to have the body and life as a beast.

A wave of Shanna's hand soon had the woe some four together. Shanna, Amy, Danielle, and Alexis gathered around Joel as he tried and tried to say his thoughts only to hear them play out his mouth a garbled mutterings and sounds.

Now eight hands began to touch and search his body for their pleasure while causing Joel to realize the sensual nakedness it was to be as a goat.

It took the four Satyress' less than fifteen minutes of combing finger through thick goatish wool until Joel's long pink shaft arched out of the sheath.

"Let me," said Danielle who thought her encounter with Joel that afternoon to be a failure. Quivering of sensual feelings as his human mind began accepting the more basic lifestyle of a male goat. Danielle softy took the end of his erect shaft and eased it into her dripping wet goaty pussy.

As the tip of his changed cock touched those moist lips of satyr sex, the instinctive urges of a male goat pushed aside the moral thinking to which Joel had thus far lived his life.

"MUURAAAAA!" bellowed Joel has he thrust his hot pink cock into the welcoming sweet sex hole of that young and willing Danielle.

Danielle wrapped her goaty legs up and over Joel's woolly back making his shaft run in and out her loving pussy with awesome effects.

Shanna, Amy, and Alexis sat by watching their younger sister satyr pleasure the male goat, until Joel's mouth foamed with saliva. Soon the load after load of cum and semen spurted out of Danielle's overloaded pussy.

The three sexual sisters placed their mouths close to Danielle's pussy trying to catch the salty spurts, as they would erupt past her lips of sex.

Louder yet came the screaming sound of a male goat in the wild fit of rut. "MUURAAA," it echoed the glade making those not as their original selves and caught in mindless sex with another, all looked up and or look over at the four sisters and a large black woolly buck goat.

The night rolled on as one after another of the Satyr herd came for this new convert to humor, and if possible pleasure them in some new way.

Shanna stayed the entire night by Joel's side talking soft words of comfort and her love. She had been the first to infect Joel with her wondrous ability to suck a man's will out the end of his penis. Now Joel was even without his own desire then joining the herds of Cedius.

Again, each toyed and played with Joel’s sheath, his erect pink shaft and tussled at his large black furred balls. Yet as the orgy rolled, in its usual way toward the morning dawn somewhere down deep in that goaty brain sat a human plea.

The crack of dawn, found the big black buck still humping a return customer, as then the others were ready to bathe away the remnants of their night.

"My love enough your great physical strength is now a part of the heritage here in the glade." told Shanna to a tired male goat.

Joel feeling his sexual demands satisfied if not just for the moment. Turning his body Joel ripped his long pink cock out of the old nanny satyr he fucked the past hour.

A blood-curdling scream came from the tired old cunt as she grabbed for her crotch. Cursing the big buck, she got slowly up and waddled to soak her butt in the cold waters of a spring fed creek.

Joel remembering the personnel’s tunnel began to walk that direction. Amy and Shanna looked up and noticed the direction Joel was walking. Jumping up and out of their mornings bathe they both lit out on a run to stop their friend and lover.

"Joel, no, Joel stop," called Amy as the big buck was turning the corner, ready to enter he heard their calls and looked back.

Out of breathe the two Satyress' creatures of passion stopped Joel just short of the tunnel.

"Where are you going, not in there, Joel oh Joel to enter then that tunnel you would be captured and sent to the breeding farm for the rest of your life," chided Amy.

Joel looked past the two satyrs and over toward the encampment. A snort of dissatisfaction roared out the nostrils of Joel's goatish face.

"You didn't love us last night, Joel?" asked Shanna.

Tilting his great blockhead, he lipped out something that made on human sense. Dipping his head, he pressed his nostrils deep into Shanna's crouched groin. A big sniff of her scent and then a soft snort to blow and tickle his lover, Joel made his goodbye.

Shanna shivered and clutched Joel's wool covered neck. The hug of one in love with someone well capable to meet her wildest desire is maybe best how she felt toward Joel.

A deep breath and Joel let out a gruff coarse sounding bleat.

Amy then to hugged Joel about his strong neck and said, "Come back love, we will enjoy everyone again and again, you'll soon love it too!"

It was not long before Alexis and Danielle joined the party, as Joel felt a warming in his heart for these sweet pretty creatures. As much as the wild sex orgy of the night before clung to his thoughts like a steel trap, Joel still remembered his past life and fun times.

The slow and sensual walk back to the encampment had at one moment the memory of friends, he then as a goat, Joel could never see again. Then with the sway of his ball sack the goat families jewels made Joel think of Shanna and her wondrous soft ways to make love.

It was not until he forgot himself totally and was out in the pasture grazing for more than an hour, when Joel's head poked up and he realized just what he was doing.

Try as he did to spit out the clod of green grass, as what he was chewing in his goaty mouth, the chunk was easier to swallow than spit. Standing and looking about he counter nine other goats grazing and at least sixty Satyr's wandering the pasture eating handfuls of plucked grass.

A ponderous thought came over him as he thought hard about giving then up all the tastes, and human trappings, to stand here naked to the world as this big wool covered fuck buck of a goat.

Crumpling his forelegs down and letting the rear pair sort of bend down to a laying position he laid there thinking about what if anything he might be able to do. As he thought the common action of sheep or goats, even cattle, the tummy sent up a half chewed clod of grass for long re-chewing until it was not much smoother than green pudding.

An hour or two passed and with time, the cuds came no more! A great thirst touched his weakened senses and pushing himself to stand Joel lumbered off for the creek and a slurping new way to drink.

Joel was feeling that battle all people feel after finding their forms transformed. He was no different in this from others, even Danielle who was once a male human knew the feelings. She taunted into eating out a Satyress cunt, and from the flavor and juicy juice, therefore lost her individual humanity for the satyr community good.

It was now Joel's turn with his change of form to find in this strange sex orientated place, his own part in the greater good.

You and I cannot have a common base of reference, since we of yet have never discovered such a place, or granted such a feeling, and knowing then the radical difference from coming truly bestial in sensations of life.

We walk upright, but Joel and others too, now walk only on all fours. We have hands, with soft tissue that allows and grants us a usable dexterity unknown to hoofed animals. We, humans can touch, feel, and caress with our hands.

“Not so Joel as a goat!”

Then too, we are held into check by society and its pattern of thought as to what is considered proper. Joel has none of these considerations now; he does and acts as per his naked will. Naked to the world is Joel but does he care or have any reason to care if any around him watch what he does, no not a care!

Joel has become to us and to himself just the physical form of some male animal. He is now nothing more than some lusting creature filled with an inner resolve to mount, fuck, and relieve his passion.

Once this instinctive life style cements itself into the mind of those changed, all possibility to return to a life of moral humanity, vanishes! As in the old world sayings, "You can't make a silk purse from a sow's ear" once moral lifestyle is given up and the social bars removed, dare tell who could go back to that strict pattern of living?

This was no doubt part of the warring thoughts working one against the other in Joel's mind.

It was then his personal joy to remain with Shanna, Alexis, Amy, and Danielle.

How you ask do I know so much of what happens within that glade, just look at me and tell yourself my story was all just a dream!