Indeed, I had come so far to fantasizing aloud my lusty passions to him, my Genie, that the thoughts of losing myself to becoming a big buck goat for life seemed then as pleasurable fate. The scent of Aaron being a Satyress, her pheromones were driving me to desire a vile lifestyle and a willingness to accept perdition. Him, this magical Genie had proved his abilities to Aaron and me. What he spoke of happened, or became for friend Aaron as his new reality.
Then too, as of my own foolhardy idea, if from my wish that the Genie could grant to me my body as changed, my male genitals becoming those similar to a Kinko breed buck goat. Such a change done to my genitals would incite in me the sense of lust for wild debauchery, of worse, my seeking to do bestiality; as all of that I knew to be wrong.
Had Aaron remained a Satyress and with her power over any living male to give males a want to seduce her, to mate, have sex with her, would become their early-on coming of devote doom. As I stood there considering the what if's of my becoming wholly or in part as then a goat animal my form, my life would be then a future lived for want and lust.
It was the idea of living my life with the sole purpose of feeling my penis, my then cock stuffed inside a hot conduit of sensual flesh. What plans a man has for his life would degrade as then by being at least in part physically an animal, held vain hopes for a useful purpose to a life lived.
Aaron, dear friend, had accepted his lusty ideals as a proper fate. He wanted to become as a female and hornier than what he normally was on any day. His fantasy was the sheer reverse of mine, as he when a she lusted for feelings of being filled full, having the sensations of male semen spewed inside his/her guts. I watched Aaron meander away, she sniffing the breeze, following the scent, mentally lost in the lusts for wanting to feel sex animal style. Aaron got me to wondering about his/her decision about being changed beyond becoming a Satyress, and prefer the anonymity of becoming a common doe goat. As of that and for him becoming as a female and then a goat, the ramifications of what his parents would think about their son wanting to be a female and worse, as maybe in half of her new form being like a furry goat.
As for myself, I was not looking forward to meeting and explaining my wishing of a magical Genie making my body as changed, my maleness becoming animalistic. Genie warned me about what happened to various as previous masters he served, and of their wishes, wishes for changing, gaining then the genitals of beasts. "Becoming in part as is a beast," the Genie said, and as much offered his new Master a warning, he told how what was born human and whether male or female, as from practice doing sex with the genitals of an animal, a body begins to feel the want to become more as is an animal than to remain as what they were born.
Basically, lust begets more lust and the want of sensations rules the mind and thought, until only sensuality rules the body and lifestyle!
The considerate warning as offered by the Genie struck a cord, and reminded me of stories told and read, telling of the foolishness of people in general. As Genie stood waiting patiently, time being to him as of eternity, he stood ready to grant to me my fondest desire said as a wish. The why thoughts were bothering me, as why would I wish my genitals were those of a male goat?
Yes, goats have much bigger a scrotum, balls, testicles than I had on me. Goats like most animals had a sheath to keep their maleness as safe from harm until it was needed. However, the male goat penis was a pencil size girth, if eight inches long, being three whole inches longer than what a man has as his male pride. Add to the animal genitals some fur, and the reasons for wishing my maleness as so changed seemed more foolish. I reasoned what any of my past girlfriends would say when they saw what I might then being sporting, their lust for a fuller feeling my goat cock would not provide!
Such sexual realizations decide for the want then of gaining enhanced, as enlarged my maleness. Genie told of men wishing for equine, stallion size genitals; only to discover their cock did not fit inside lusty women, but worked well if they stood mounted over the rump of a donkey, or a short legged mare. Bovine cocks are about as worthless as having an equine penis, as the length, girth, and general contours of them work best for animals and very poorly for the delighting of women. Although Aaron would soon learn to have her style of fun feelings, as the thoughts of my lusty sensual desires tended to remain best for me if kept as I had, or was born.
Finally, I looked up at my Genie, and said, "Genie, your counseling is very wise, as I have decided to remain as I am, without any changes to my person."
Genie then smiled down at me as if my choice was a wise thought.
"Shall we go," I said, asking rather than being demanding, wanting to keep the Genie to help and guide me with his wisdom.