Hearing mating noises, some more goats came quietly out of the woods and joined the waiting billies. Nobody noticed that they walked on their hind legs and only the lower half of their bodies were like goats, except for the horns they all had.
Two got behind each of the girls, and at an agreed moment they signaled for the billies to leave; which was obeyed without question; knowing their superiors. Even the kids moved off to find other supplies of milk.
With well-orchestrated movements each one of the satyrs sank his hot length dripping with precum into the wet and willing love tunnels of the girls; the other moved round and presented his huge dripping aroma laden shaft under the girls nostrils and touched their dry lips; which immediately opened and licked the pre-cum off of their master's member, before taking it in and sucking it to completion, swallowing all the addictive and transforming Satyr cum.
At the same time, at the other end of their bodies the phallus jerked within their appreciative pussy lips, it spurted once, twice and finally three times. Each time a hot outburst of sperm was ejected into their bellies.
At once, all-encompassing warmth enveloped their thoughts; making everything except what they were involved in right now, disappear from their minds.
At the same time with great coordination the six female satyrs had taken up positions on either side the girls and kneeling down had proceeded to massage and stimulate the girls breasts and then got down under and suckled at the milk loaded nipples; which they were reshaping into long strippable goats teats, with individual black markings ending in being totally black around the milk ducts.
Immediately they had started on poor Trixie, to their delight, she was away orgasming mindlessly.
What the girls didn’t realise was that the breast massage and suckling was for helping to reposition and remold their breasts as udders, and move them down below the belly button where they should be.
Once was not enough, for the three addicted and transforming girls; nor for that matter the satyrs, who could go for several rounds without pausing to recharge. The girls were all pleading for further rounds, which the satyrs were only too willing to oblige. The satyrs at the back had changed holes, and were now using the rear entries, which were able to hold a much greater capacity of cum.
The bellies of the three girls were now well distended with the amount of cum they had received from both ends.
The Satyrs stepping back the transformation they had induced in the girls, and while waiting for it to come to completion; decided to have their own satyr orgy, and ignored the girls, knowing the transformation was a foregone conclusion.
With Susie having been through part of this before she realised that she had been seduced into becoming part of another group. She managed to stand up but felt her feet changing and the fur moving up from her ankles, legs starting to reform, fur growing up her thighs, her eager little cunnie, hot, wet and dripping cum; felt once again a tail forming, she gave it an excited wiggle and then another in happiness, felt an orgasm starting, moved a hand down towards what was now her moist goat hole, had to manoeuvre it past her now full again udder.
Oh, I need filling again, where are those pizza boys. She oh so desperately needed to cum. Rubbing her clit with one hand and using the other to pull and squeeze her long sensitive udder teats.
Having been filled from both ends with that addictive sperm, she had forgotten that she had fought and got away from Melissa and her sadistic group.
Trixie, seeing Susie changing, her seeming happiness at her tail forming and her orgasmic moaning, went to her and said what is happening to us? The addictive cum having blanked her thought processes.
Susie hugged her but it was only to see how their udders felt together and to try and stimulate Trixie’s tail and see if it was as erotic as her own. As soon as she stroked her tail it wriggled in her hands. Trixie gasped and hung onto Susie, afraid she would collapse with the intense shivers that were running through her.
Her hands sliding down Susie’s’ body, she collapsed down to her knees, which put her face against Susie’s udder. Becoming aware of something not quite right, she placed her hands on the udder and then lifted the teats up to look closer. The transforming part of her said, Suckle, so she did. Susie then collapsed to the ground and twisting around found Trixie’s udder and receiving the same mental command, began suckling. So they ended up 69-ing together.
Patsy, free of satyrs at both ends and in the middle, managed to stagger upright, but was unable to do more than just keep her balance and realising she did not know how long that would be for. Meeeeh. Meeeeh. She tried to call out and warn the others what was happening, or had happened. Susie and Trixie, hearing her alarm bleat, also tried but had the same result. More alarm bleats from them all.
The satyrs just stood there laughing at them.
You didn’t think we were going to make you like us, did you? We just wanted some more little fuck toys, as you seemed to like being goat fucked.