When Derrick came to the pitch black of night surrounded him. "How long have I been out?" he thought to himself as he sat up his stiff body. Though it wasn't too surprising considering what the nymphs had done to him. Derrick could feel himself getting erect at the memory alone. As his eyes adjusted to the light Derrick could see he was still in the same grove where the nymphs had their way with him. His eyes were now able to make out some of the surrounding detail. As sleep left his mind Derrick soon noticed how strange his legs looked. It appeared as though before the nymphs left they had put a pair of pants or a blanket back onto his sleeping body? Something seemed off, with a growing sense of urgency Derrick began running his hands across his legs. He started on the thighs which were covered in think fur that came up to his waist and spread down to his feet. If you could call them that anymore. Derrick soon discovered his feet had reformed into a pair of cloven hooves attached to digitigrade legs. He could feel bundles of tight muscle bristling beneath the fur. Derrick's surprise at the discovery of his new features caused his short tail to start twitching around without control. Derrick even noticed that the earlier erection caused by the memory of the nymphs had faded and his man hood had retraced itself into a bestial sheath. It had become clear to Derrick that he was now a satyr. He reached his hands up to his head and noticed that he had also sprouted a pair of small horns. He could feel he had even grown a small bit of facial hair. Derrick stood on his new legs and found them surprisingly sturdy. He took a few steps around the glade adjusting to his new features. Finally he noticed a small light, possibly from a fire, in the distance. Maybe that's where the hotel staff is? Maybe the staff could further explain what the nymphs had done to him. Derrick started walking on his goat legs towards the light in the distance where he discovered...