Derrick grinned, pushing his concerns aside. This was too intense to leave. The satyrs seemed to sense his acceptance, for they came at him with renewed passion. The one holding him in its lap shifted, and the boy gasped as he was pulled down onto the rigid goat cock. Before he could recover from that shock, one of the other satyrs sat down onto Derrick's still rigid penis, and a third slid between them to push it's penis into Derrick's mouth. Nearly choking from the swollen organ, Derrick saw the last Satyr stick its rump into the face of the one Derrick was now mounting.
The teenager started to panic, overwhelmed by sensations and pinned inside a writhing mass of furry bodies. Yet his panic could not stand up to the onslaught of pleasure, pain, and sensual contact, and he found himself getting into the wild orgy. They continued for what seemed like forever, until all of the participants, including Derrick, came in a series of shuddering orgasms. Afterwards, the boy panted in a happy daze, tangled with his companions on the grass. He was still being stroked and petted, and his own hands were exploring their bodies. He felt an erect goat cock and slid tis thick sheath back - only to yelp and struggle free of the others when he realized he'd just tugged on his own equipment.
The satyrs hung close, but let Derrick get a good look at himself. Visual inspection confirmed what he had felt before - he now had the sheathed cock and immense balls of a satyr. More than that had changed - what had appeared to be dirt on his skin was actually fine hairs of an animal pelt. He gaped at his fuzzy legs and animal maleness a moment before reaching up to feel his face. Was it longer? His ears had pointed tips, and there were small bumps on his forehead - the start of horns? Even without a mirror, it was obvious - he was turning into a satyr!