Ty wishes for his room to turn into a bright, green forest, followed by the area being filled with almost a dozen of other satyrs. The range from male to female, each one drinking from wine cups and bottles. A intoxicated satyr hands Ty a bottle, prompting him to take a few swigs from it. The alcohol tasted sweet, and soon Ty was already drunk with his fellow satyr's as they dance to music being played on by a nearby pipe and harp.
Two satyrs were flirting with one another, all while a fawn was fondling both their cocks. Another male was casually pouring his wine on another fawn's plump breasts, his cock and balls being suckled on by a male and a female satyr. Slowly each one of the mythical creatures were beginning to do a bit of foreplay with each other, The scent of the satyrs musk and sweat from the dancing was beginning to fill the air.
Ty slowly strokes himself with one hand and drinking with the other, looking around to see who he should have some hot, drunken sex with.