Rachel and you spend a seeming eternity giggling and caressing each other’s furry bodies. The courage you never had as a human, to share your true feelings,
comes pouring from you with each touch, every kiss, and every laugh. You’ve never been this happy in your life, laying here with this precious satyress.
Exhaustion overtakes you both, and you drift off to sleep, entangled in each other’s strong embrace.
You awaken to a canopy of stars, piercing the darkness above. You see well in this midnight, and breathe a lungful of clean air into your massively muscled body.
Suddenly, you realize that Rachel is missing!
Panic sets in as you frantically scan the glade, sniffing for her scent. You find her quickly, crouched on her cloven hooves at the bank of a crystalline stream. She
stares into the water, her tail flicking idly, lost in thought.
It amazes you to feel so lonely when she is mere feet from you. You rise upon strong goat’s legs and clomp to her side.
“Rachel?”
She touches her face idly, examining the new slant of her jaw, the points of her ears, the tapering of her horns. “I’m…I’m not…human…anymore.”
You rest a gentle hand upon her shoulder. “No. We’re not.” You crouch beside her, taking her hand as you lock your gaze with hers. “What’s done is done.”
Rachel nods, tearing up a bit. “I wish…I wish I could see home again.” Her rich brown eyes plead with yours. “But…this is home now, right?”
You nod. “I know. I’ll miss my family, too.” Soothingly, you wipe the tears from her face and kiss her on the forehead, between her horns. “We have a new life
now, an amazing one. We get to spend eternity together.”
Her weary head settles to your shoulder. “Why me?”
“Rach?”
“Why did you pick me?” She pushes slightly away from you, as if she fears growing too close. “What do I have that those satyr women don’t?”
You smile faintly, grinning more as you run your fingers through her thick mane. She sighs as you draw her to you, tilting her head to receive your silken kiss. The
desires, the passions, the dreams of this moment pale to the now, this perfect second when your soul flows into hers and blends two into one.
You withdraw only your mouth. “You have my love.”
She smiles, her face lit with joy. “How long have you felt like this?”
“A long time. I’ve always thought you were smart, fun, and beautiful, even as a human. Too perfect for a schlub like me. I was always too afraid of screwing things
up, or getting shot down, or five gazillion other things.” You bow your head in shame. “I didn’t know what you’d think of me.”
Soft fingers caress your chin, lifting your face into her lavender kiss. Her other hand guides you to her furry slit, urging you to stroke it. Her lithe hand returns to
your body and begins stroking your sheath, bringing you to instant hardness. You both moan from the sensations as she rolls backwards to the bank, pulling you on
top of her. Your tails flap idly with your motions. Her hips slide urgently to your thick penis, and she curls her fingers into your back as your cock head slips inside
her.
“I love you, too,” she moans, as you pleasure your mate once more.