"I am Bellaire now come and pleasure me Stan!" said what was Billy.
Stan could not believe his eyes and with shaky hands peeled off his jeans and shoes. Sitting on the gound as in frantic pace to get ready for some real wild sex Bellaire stepped oh so close.
Stan rose up to kneel before the tall and sensual satyress. A giggle and she wormed her groin to cover Stan's face a he bathed in the juices coming from a very excited satyr's pussy.
Slurping and sucking her sex lips he drank and swallowed the rivers of juices coming out and into him. Bellaire rolled them both over to lay in the tall grasses of that pasture. Grooping each the other they tussled about till Stan was humped over Bellaire thinking of her as more animal than human.
Bellaire looked sensually back at Stan as her goaty head hung down in a female animal manner to suggest being dominanted. As Stan was ready to lung into her wet pussy she slipped a fuzzy palm filled with satyr ointment to grease his shaft.
Stan's mind was buried in the thrill of this wild animal style sex and paid no attention to his trusted friends rubbing and touch.
In deep went Stan's shaft as Bellaire bleated in satyr goatish pleasure. She watched as the swallowed juices did with the ointment bring quick changes to her mate.
Too busy humping his pleasure into Bellaire Stan did not notice his rapidly changing body. Like Bellaire Stan was fast being covered by jet black shaggy hairs. Horns sprouted and curved back in large ribbed horns. His ears sprouted like new shouts out in spring and soon flopped about as those of a mature male goat.
Seeing and feeling the pleasure she craved another gob of ointment doused Stan's balls as they in turn exploded with growth. His thights broadened and flatened down to be perfect hind quarters of this growing male.
Climax after climax Stan continued to hump Bellaire as with his sensual pleasure there was growing deep seeded need to continue. Soon though a tired Stan slowed and then stopped, his long red shaft still deep set in Bellaire's tight pussy.
"I'd say that my lover has had enough sex to begin grazing!" said Bellaire as the very though of grazing seemed odd yet sort of right too!
Stan felt wonderful as his shaft was still deep inside Bellaire. He stood there humped over this wild creature below him and wanted only to remember this moment for years to come.
"You were just wonderful Stan but to be quite truthful I think it's time we split up and went out seperate ways." said Bellaire with a nice smile back to Stan.
Stan cocked his head and looking down thought to beg her and change her mind. A Slow rolling Baaaaa! came out of Stan's very changed mouth. Again he was dumbfounded why he did not say what he'd thought to say and not make such a silly sound.
"Baa, baa, baaaa, BAAA!" cried out Stan as he was just now beginnig to feel and understand what making out sex with a satyress like Bellaire could do to a man.
Stepping backwards Stan slid his long hot and red shaft out of Bellaire's sweet pussy. The fresh breeze across his soaked shaft sent him into a round of bucking, kicking, and jumping as a young goat might.
Bellaire sat on her flat butt, tail poking up straight and legs splied wide as if to offer another round of wild sex. Stan quickly stopped his gleeful play and stood with head held low to seek out a good look at Bellaire's crotch.
Laughing Bellaire said, "No no my dear your time with me is done, I suspect when you realize what you are that new prospects will arise and make your cock stiff!"
"Baa?" said Stan as if to question what Bellaire was talking about.
"Ha, I dearest am this wild and wonderful sexy satyress, but you I suspect due to sucking my sex juices and the ointment I rubbed over your shaft has made you more than a satyr, your a Goat!" said Bellaire as she smiled big but somewhat evil too.
The truth hit Stan all to once as he again asked a question but heard only a wanton' "Baaa?"
Bellaire laughed as Stan walked in fast circles trying his best to see what she had helped him change into.