More than willing to try sex with a pair of animal women Stan took to kissing Amy as Sarah licked Stan's penis. The moment so of passion found each more lusty. it was Sarah that reached for the jar of ointment and taking a hearty gob she smeared it on Stan's pink little balls.
Suddenly a surge of energy had Stan erect to the extreme. His breathing increased and a wildness prevailed about his every action.
Sarah smiled at Amy, the two of them seeing Stan to be more interested in sex and they even hornier. Working his way with the two Satyress creatures, Stan had them in the bedroom and was of the mind to start his humping.
Amy flopped on the bed, spreading her furry thighs, she flashed her eyes at Stan making him a welcoming offer. Even as he stood there thinking about her wonderous sex Sarah was creaming Stan's legs with the ointment.
"Oh my God !" screamed Amy as the erect penis on Stan began to whither and move back into his groin.
Stan was so enthrawled with his own passion for Amy the odd sensation was not even noticed.
Amy pointed as Sarah stopped her creaming Stan to look. Stan's groin was moving as if something inside him wanted to get out. Stan began to twitch a little, he lifted first one leg up tight to his chest and then dropping it down pulled yet the other.
Leg up was all human but as they dropped down their pattern of bone structure changed. Sarah watched with wild delight as Stan's legs reformed into horary pair of goatish legs. Covered in coarse and ruffled hair they were not smooth and sensual like the girls.
"His balls!" whispered Sarah as Amy took note. They had grown larger, much larger and hung loose in a long sack to Stan's new hocks.
Amy moaned in a sensual way and pointed to Stan's abdomin as first sprouted dozens of long er than long hairs. The skin below the hairs bulged up and with a twitch maybe of his pain out bored a red pointed shaft only owned by a buck goat.
Sitting up Amy cupped her hairy palms around the growing shaft. Longer it grew out the thicker it became about the base.
"He's becoming a real stud of stud for a Satyr!' said Amy.
Stan blinked his eyes and then they shut hard and tight. Amy watched as Sarah dotted Stan with more ointment. Laughing as she toyed with the oinment Sarah dabbed Stan's pecks, his nose, and rubbed a fair amount into his ears.
"Don't waste the stuff, he's changing just fine!" argued Amy to Sarah.
Stan leaned forward his shaft now red in color a hot to the touch. Amy directed his cock toward her warm and dripping moist hole. As he entered her she let out a groan that made Sarah look for a bedpost to fuck.
Stan began to hump his rump and shove the red hot pointed cock way up into Amy. Thrusting and being a little to rough in his manners Amy started to shove Stan off.
Stan had his purpose in mind and nothing short of death was going to stop him from finding true male goat pleasure. Amy was screaming as the now goat eared, goat faced Stan was sprouting black ribbed horns like some African type of goat.
"S-a-r-a-h, what's happening to Stan?" asked Amy as she was being rocked around with Stan deeply bored into her pussy.
Sarah looked at Stan, he was far more a goatlike form than they being Satyrs. Even his arms were goatlike and looking each passing minute as if he would soon have four legs.
"Th-e-e, o-i-nt-men-t, loo-k at th-e la-beeel!" said Amy as her whole body was being thrust about by Stan's rough manner of thrusting.
Sarah picked up the jar and squinting to read without her glasses she made out three highlighted words, "For Women Only!" said Sarah to Amy.
A quick jerk from Stan as he turned his pelvis a little right a load of loads fired into Amy. She squealed with pleasure but as fast as it happened it was all over.
His load spent the wild blinding passion subsided and an animal goat stood there again thinking in rational patterns but find not a cel in his body acting as he' known life before.
Screeching and bleating he was knowing himself. Words he could not form but thoughts still repeated asking questions and finding only goatish answers.
Breathing very heavily the big brown, black and tan goat slowed his rapid breathing. A sigh and he took a very controlled breath.
"Wawhat hahave hou houn ho hee?" asked Stan now a goat but thinking as a man might.