Chance awoke the following morning and looked around the now silent grove. While he could detect the faint scent of his friends, he appeared to be alone. Chance got up and brushed the grass, dirt, and fallen leaves that stuck to his fur as he slept. After the fun last night he had become rather dirty. Taking another look around Chance saw a basket of with a piece of paper stuck to the top of it. Investigating the basket Chance saw that it contained some excellent smelling bread and fruit. A hungry Chance quickly devoured the contents of the basket then turned his attention to the note.
It was from Alex and read: Good morning young one. Your friends have returned to the outside world in order to transform the young maiden into a nymph. You were in such a deep relaxed sleep I asked them not to bother you. I had planned to stay with you longer however pressing business demands my immediate attention. If you would like to return to the outside world simply return to where we entered and touch the large standing stone. It will return you to my mother's basement. Though I suggest you wash up first, there is a bathing spring just beyond the grove, follow the stream.
With regard,
Alex the Satyr King
P.S. Don't forget your ring!
Chance noticed that also present in the basket was the silver ring bestowed upon him yesterday. It appeared as though Alex had put the ring on a chain allowing Chance to wear it like a necklace. The young satyr put it around his neck and began following the stream towards the bathing spring. As he got closer Chance could hear movement in the water up ahead. He carefully crept closer and peered towards the spring from behind a nearby tree. Bathing inside of it was a nude woman like none he had ever seen. Her hair was a long, beautiful, thick shade of red. Her supple skin appeared to be glowing. Chance also detected an amazing scent emanating from her. It was like smelling an entire field of the sweetest of flowers. The woman turned around and Chance saw that she had piercing emerald green eyes that soon came to rest in her direction. This had to be one of the nymphs Alex mentioned. What Ethan was going to turn Sarah into.
"You can come out into the open you know," she said towards Chance was hiding, "I know you're there."
An embarrassed Chance moved out from behind the tree, "Uh, sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to disturb you. I just came for a bath and didn't know anyone would be here. I can come back later if you want."
"Oh, don't let me stop you," she said smiling, "Come on in. Bathing together is always more fun."
Chance did as he was told and approached the water and climbed into the waist deep water. Chance found it hard not to completely fixate on the beautiful body before him.
"Have you got a name?" asked Chance awkwardly avoiding direct contact.
"It's Cyrene," she responded, "you?"
"Chance," he replied.
"Well Chance, would you like some assistance with your bath?" she asked.
"Assistance?" he asked in a confused expression.
"Indeed," she said smiling, "you simply need to relax.
Chance felt her hand touch his shoulder and gently push him into a sitting position. She then reached down and grabbed one of his legs and began massaging the hoofed appendage in the water removing all the impurities from his fur. It felt amazing to Chance. She went all the way up to his powerful thigh before she switched to the other leg and did the same. In the process Chance's manhood emerged from it's sheath at full attention, twitching in anticipation. Cyrene moved onto massaging Chance's arms. When her hand eventually came to his chest he couldn't resist anymore he grabbed hold of Cyrene and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Cyrene gladly accepted it as they kissed she took hold of Chance's member and started to ride him hard. Chance felt pleasure erupt through his body as he repeatedly came inside of Cyrene. She moaned out in pleasure. It was clear Cyrene knew satyr anatomy wherever she touched him Chance exploded with pleasure. With their lust satisfied the two broke apart and sat in the spring regaining their energy.
"See," said Cyrene, "isn't bathing together much more fun."