You look into her eyes and then it's a sudden wondering that makes you pose a question.
"Please, I am wondering if by becoming a satyr do I remain the same age? I look about and all are so youthful, like you!" the question is popped.
She looks about as if wanting to find the oldest of the old but none come in sight. Then her eyes come back to your face and with a small chuckle her smile tells you something in even more strange.
"We age slower, but as time goes along I think some become sort of used to the constant pleasures. I mean if one has sex and sensual feelings day in and day out, morning, noon, and night there comes a time when well, you become old. It's then that I believe Cedius does his thing and presents those who have lost their desire to pleasure with a serving of bestial wine." she tries to explain.
"Bestial wine?" you ask quickly.
"Yes, well this what I've heard happens but to tell the truth none have witnessed him give it to anybody. Oh wait, yes there was Bill but everybody called him Billy! I came here with Bill, he was my English professor and it was his urging that made me come and walk the forest pathway as you. Oh but it's been quite a while and to be truthful I've not seen him about for quite some time. He was almost 50 you know and for some reason I don't think a satyr can be a satyr after you reach the age of 50." She explains as now there seems to be questions in her mind as well.
"Did Bill become a satyr when you did?" you ask as you look for any older or mature satyrs.
"Yes!" she replied and as you her eyes panned the herd for any of those who were rather mature.
"My sweet one, you lose something?" asked Cedius as he spotted her sitting with a mature sort of man.
She swings about to kneel as best a satyress could, looking up at the larger than large satyr male she asked him.
"Master Cedius this man has asked me a question I can not answer!" she says as Cedius smiles down at her and gives you a manly wink.
Prey tell my dearest what is this great question?" asked Cedius.
"I look about and see only those who are young satyr like me! He asked what happens to those who are matured, remember Bill, I mean Billy. I haven't seen Billy in a long, long time and he was about the age of fifty." wondered the young sweet Satyress.
"You asked her this question?" thundered Cedius at you as many satyrs close by stop their love making and turn to stare.
"Well yes, I'm not as young as her and wondered why I did not see any older satyrs of matured years?" you ask as those satyrs nearby get up and with their companions move away.
Cedius gives you that stare as if what you asked was more of an insult and not a innocent question of one soon maybe to join his herd.
"Have you pleasured him yet?" asked Cedius to the sweet young thing setting next to you on the grass.
"We kissed only and he touched my sex but nothing else has happened, he has not yet begun to change." she replies looking up as her Lord and the master of her herd.
"Good, now both of you come with me and we shall talk in private!" he announced.
You offer her a hand up and then follow Cedius into a small grove of trees. It is dark and soon the dimmed light has blotted you from those still looking and wondering.
"Sit my dearest one! You Sir may sit over there! Fine, now I shall show you both what happened to Billy. It was actually five years ago my Dearest that he turned to the ripe age of fifty. He was foolish to announce it about and not come to me and ask, rather he made quite the scene about his age. I Lord of the herd could not allow this fool to suggest he was as I, a mature master satyr. Thus, and for that reason I offered him the Bestial wine!" tells Cedius.
"Yes, that wine what is it?" you burst out asking.
Cedius smiles, "It was for the Professor his personal graduate study of a life as a complete part of this nature around our herd. As he was a satyr his one taste of the wine transformed him beyond the satyr form and did finish his metamorphic change to a totally bestial mind and form. Once his transfer was complete he was sent back and out of our glade. I know for a fact that he has accepted his lifestyle and does as nature demands for a experienced male goat such as he!" explains Cedius as you dear friend hides her face in fuzzy palms.
You jump up, "You mean once he became fifty you poisened him into becoming a full formed male goat?" you asked.
Cedius quickly reaches for something behind him and in a lunge pounced onto you, knocking you down as he sits straddled over your chest.
You scream and fight but the massive satyr has got you trapped.
Looking up you see that evil smirke run over his face and he begins his ritual on you. Out from behind his shaggy form comes a wine skin filled part way with some sweet smelling liquid.
"Open your mouth and accept what maturity brings in Cedius' glade of wonder!" he says as Dearest comes to watch and learn.
The wine skin is uncorked and he holds it high in the air. Your eyes go wide open as a deep fear of what was to happen wells up inside your chest.
"Dearest, please don't let him do this to me! I, I'll leave from here and never come back, I won't tell what I've seen! Hell, nobody would believe me if I did! you scream seeing Cedius's hand begin to tip the wine skin downward.
"Please master Cedius let him go back!" you dearest and sweetest of sweet satyress begs for your one new chance.
"He is mature, older than you by twenty years my Dear! It is better he be changed and never tell of our private little glade, a big billy goat is a perfect life for him!" replies Cedius as the wine skin is tipped ever more your direction.
"Please Master he knew a nanny goat named Nellie when he was younger, made love to her he did!" said your new friend.
Cedius looked at her and then back down at you. "Made love to a dumb animal, a nanny goat you did?" asked Cedius.
I fond hope of stopping your planned end of human life, you shake your scared head as if to agree.
"Leave now my Dearest one he has saved himself from a life of standing as a buck goat! I must talk with him for a while and when you go into the glade ask Skye to come here." said Cedius as he continued to sit on your chest.
Dearest throughs you a kiss and pranced off as only a happy young satyress might. Cedius does not get up but continues to sit on your chest till the arrival of a wonderous female satyr named Skye.
"Yes Skye I have a pleasuring for you to do on this man!" announced Cedius as your hope fades and one gives off a moan of almost mental pain.
Cedius tells Skye to lay on her back and spread those wooly legs wide apart. He then takes the wine skin and slowly inserts it in past her blackened lips of goaty sex. A glug or two of the wine goes into her goatlike pussy and then as she holds it high he begins to massage it ruffly.
Skye moans as if enjoying the pleasure of a pussy filled with bestial wine. As he rises up a motion to Skye and she flips over to take Cedius' place astraddled your chest. She smiles down at you and begins a well learn ritual of inching her black pussy ever closer toward your chin.
Skye leaned forward and holding your wrists down to the ground as Cedius steps one giant cloven hoof into your palms at a time. His enormus weight is crushing down making the hands ache just terrible. The pain is fast becoming pure agony as Skye smiles and says, "Here now my love do nibble and suck a pussy filled with wine!"
You rock your head from side to side but as Skye inches ever upward your nose begins to feel her curls of saytr goat pussy hairs. More and more she is spreading her pussy as your eyes go wide of fear. The rich scent of the wine held within his sex is making her words ever more suggestive and maybe reasonable.
Then all sense and mental thought is broken and the tip of your nose slips up into and spreading those lusious lips of goaty sex. A drip and then a trickle of the wine mixed in her wildly scented pussy juice falls over your tightly pinched lips.
Cedius seeing your determined thought points a hoof down ad with a hard twist reefs at your aching palm.
"Ow!' you scream as the open mouth if fast filled with Skye's pussy juices and wine.
Cedius reaches a fast hand down and pinching your nose tight he orders the mouthful to be swallowed.
To breath is an absolute and with your nose pinched tight the only thing possible was to swallow the mixture. Couching and sputtering the balance of Skye's wine filled pussy empties out part in your mouth and the rest over your face.
"I won't serve you as some damn billy goat!" you scream as the throat clears.
Skye stays put but looks up at Cedius.
Cedius steps off your sore hands and smiles his evil grin. "No I don't think you will need serve here as a billy goat! No you won't be returning to tell of what we have here either! Instead the wine mixed with Skye's sweet pussy has blessed you with a life of rich pleasures. Now since your still a man I give you a short time to be a man with Skye here! Once your small testicles are drained of the human semen a change will begin. Now toy and play as what is to come will happen very soon!' says Cedius as he walks away.
You look up at Skye as she wiggles begs for you to eat her out and pleasure with a female as nothing ever done in the past. She moves to adjust her pussy for your better eating and it's then you push her off.
Spitting her juices from your mouth she laughs as the only thing you want to do his slug her in that pouty nose.
In a well learned move Skye reaches forward dragging your pants to hang about the ankles. A second more she has your jockey short ripped off the groin and her mouth suck in a half erect penis, yours!
Leaning over you try to push her away as fingers sink into curls of sensual goat wool. The sight of her cute tail wiggling as she sucks your dic makes fond memories of Nellie come back.
At last you spout, "Ok, ok, suck me into being a billy goat gruff!"
Suddenly you feel a stranger that odd feeling and your balls begin to look like dried raisins. Skye looks up her mouth chucked full of your seed and a stiff cock too. As she smiles the cock which was yours falls out of her mouth.
Thud, like a hotdog hitting the ground your dic was bitten off and now lays on the ground whithering like those balss in your groin.
You screamed of terror!
"Oh calm down anyway, a nanny goat needs not balls or a member! You shall surpass me soon enough and go from a satyress to full nanny in just a few short hours. Then my dear you will know what Nellie knew and feel the inputs of dozens of sensual satyr males as your life is for years to come a fuck toy for all who are in need!" says Skye as you grab your gut.