John was caught up with suckling the teats of a younger woman being forced by the great, great, granddaughter of a daughter to Circe. This young woman entered the pavilion of Circe and seeing there other women of her age and some being younger, all by the wish of Circe were kept as naked, they used as teasers of visitors. Men seeing the naked handmaids tended to get cute, brash, of acting as horny they ask the handmaids to have sex with them, and their downfall then begins. Women who come to the pavilion tend to be outraged by how the handmaids need be naked and boldly show or taunt a visitor by flaunting their best physical attribute.
Whatever was her name before she arrived there to the pavilion, as she felt her body beginning to change, she to be for Madame Circe as a female satyr. As what Circe had so termed of women made halfway into doe goats, were given the title as a Satyress. As was common for those men changed into animal embodiment's, their semen had the properties to cause radical physical metamorphosis to a cock sucking person, whether man or woman, and too their age did not matter, as bodily they would conform to he who they did suckle.
Constance was spellbound by Circe to become a Satyress and reside then there at the pavilion being a nude allurement for men coming to visit a part of ancient Greece culture.
As John continued to suck dry the full udder what was part of Constance the Satyress, she tried to inform him as to his choice and what she was told would befall him soon enough.
"I thank you for relieving me from the discomforts from having an overly full, as bloated an udder, now that I have become as they refer to me being a Satyress. I came here asking to work here for the summer months, and from what the handmaids tell me, this new goat like me is as something quite permanent. I hated my being changed against my will and worse, to need stay as such a sex beast for men to pleasure and me then to doom as damn them.
Yes, you heard me scream, but not from fear for seeing what I have become, but because as my vagina and womb did conform to being that of a goat, I had the biggest ever sexual orgasmic experience of my lifetime. Becoming as this, in part still my womanly self and in part as is a doe goat, something in me wants of me to be the best sexiest Satyress Circe ever owned.
So I offer to you a choice before you are so far along changed into being a buck goat that sex is what you live, breathe, and lust for, as if you also take to suckling my human breasts of that tainting milk, you need not become a whole goat." She said, she the Satyress who remembered her name.
John had suckled more than two quarts of rich as creamy milk form the Satyress goat udder and began the feelings of sprouting fur, his legs aching, and his forehead feeling like two hot nails were poking up through his skull.
"Wha..., ah, what choice, I have sucked you dry, as I feel my body beginning to conform as reform. Oddly to my original wish for coming here and meeting with some distant relative to the great Circe, the strange thought in my mind is to graciously accept my becoming a herd-sire buck goat and learn over time to like mating with doe goats." John explained his new mindset to his Satyress benefactor.
"You can still forgo your becoming as all an animal, entirely a buck goat if you take to suckling, suck on my sleek womanly breast nipples..." Constance said, "Please, I would adore you to join with me later, as after suckling my breasts your transition from man to buck goat would go but halfway. Do you understand me, you suckle here my tits and become then a male satyr, and my lover!"