"Can you make into a goat-man?"
"You mean a satyr. Why, yes I can, dear child. But you know my conditions."
Taking a deep breath, you say "I don't want to go home. This is my home now, and I vow to love you for the rest of my life."
Ms. Yannatou smiles. "You are now mine, child. Let us rid you of those disgusting rags."
She rubs her fingers together, and your clothes turn to dust and blow right off. Underneath, you try to hide your tiny, scrawny frame with your hands. Ms. Yannatou pushes them aside and gasps.
"Dear child, I did not know you were so...underdeveloped. Your penis has no hair, and looks like a little piece of broken marble. Let me fix that."
She taps the head of your penis, and you watch in astonishment as your rod suddenly become thick, fat, and engorged. You feel underneath, and your balls are now twice as big as before. You can practically feel the sperm splashing around inside of them.
"There. Now you can properly satisfy me. Now, let us begin your transformation, my love."
This time, she waves her hand over your head. Small brownish white hairs start to sprout from your skin. In a matter of minutes, your body is now covered with goat hair, with the exception of your palms. Then you nearly fall over, and realize that not only are your legs bent back, but your feet are now a pair of thick black hooves.
But that's not all. A small tail pops out behind your rear. Your chest, arms, and legs are now toned and bulky. Your face pushes out into a goat's muzzle, with a small goatee underneath and powerful teeth for chewing the rich fauna that grows around the grotto. Your long ears now stick out, and for the finishing touch, a pair of curled horns grow from your skull and adorn your head.
Ms. Yannatou strokes your fur. "How beautiful you now are. And now that you are a satyr, you will forget what your were before. All that matters is what makes me happy."
She was right. Your head is now free of all thoughts and memories, and all that matters is her. You begin to grunt, and as soon as she sees how excited your bleats are becoming, she pulls up her dress and bends over.
Inserting your goat cock into her turns out to be a wonderful experience, and by the time you've released all of the semen in your fat balls, you're completely worn out. Allowing yourself to fall over, you consume a post-sex snack of some leaves and plants from the nearby bushes.
As you munch, Ms. Yannatou lays beside you, with a loving gaze. Truly, this is your life now.