Carla was first to bust out laughing, she angered by how Daryl did push her aside and away from her admiring my big furry balls.
Shanna then began to giggle, as turning to laughing, seeing how Daryl, his face was so plastered by my spewed semen, he became as unrecognizable facially.
Daryl caught then the expected sudden ejaculation by me, he did lick his lips; what was enough to infect him. He used his pocket handkerchief to wipe most of what had coated his face. The thicker pearls of my satyr semen having hit and covered over his open right eye only added to the rate of his becoming further infected. Doubly as infected works quicker to cause physical changing, as items of soft tissues tend to change species, reforming into satyr configured, or toward being wholly like that on a goat.
Shanna was first to slow her laughing when she noticed her friend's ears sprouting, growing longer, furry, and pointed.
Darryl was second to take note that what he had between his legs, was gaining exceptional new mass. He had then a full torso shivering as his buttocks were re-configuring, allowing the growth of a eight inch tail to protrude. As then goat hide replaced human skin, the animal hide being tougher, coarse to the touch, and capable of growing goat fur.
Daryl had many odd sensations that made him uneasy. Shanna and Carla slowed their laughing, they seeing how Daryl was physically changing. It happened about then that Daryl began to undress, pulling off his shirt and then pushing down his jeans. He like so many who come to the Park, young men rarely wearing any underwear; they say they prefer the freedom. As after they meet with someone like me, or drinking donkey beers, smoking big cigars, those then gain real genital freedom; allowed to live then naked and let it hang, sway, and grow hard!
"Oh no, don't touch me Carla," Daryl yelped, as his jeans slid down he saw his legs as thickly furred, he felt his tail wiggle, and noted his elongated furry ears as being his changing bodily self.
"What all is happening to me," Daryl said, as if scared and pleading.
"Take what comes my friend," I did say, "You caught a face plastered over by my ejaculated semen. You then ingested my infectious semen as would a male human, orally and you inhaling did the worst to degrade what was you to be more as is a buck goat that being like me, a satyr.
Indeed, as by sunrise tomorrow, you my friend shall awaken to begin living your life as a stud buck goat. Yes, yes you shall become a common if but handsome a fuck toy goat about the glade, or if you decide early-on, you might rather prefer being a herd sire goat, and take to living on a farm. If you like the idea of being a herd sire, simply leave the glade and head for the entrance gate. Someone from the Park seeing you standing at the gate will understand your wish and take you to where are others waiting shipment to the mainland.
Personally speaking, the lifestyle of a buck goat fuck toy is rather exciting. Your anus is a marked pleasure for satyrs, as is your goat cock a thrill for the nymph satyr-females and doe goats kept about the glade for vaginal pleasuring.
A herd sire buck has a life of constant sexual pleasures, as those found in the goat pens are already doe goats, or still changing, but all are very horny. I can assure you of growing your cock to a sixteen inch stud thrill-maker. Your furry balls growing to Kiwi fruit size or slightly larger, making your sex life as insatiable. An insatiable herd sire is a highly desired commodity, assuring you to live the biblical suggested life of 70 years of near constant sex and fucking.
Why I have heard reports coming from infected ranch hands, of really horny bucks led to mating from sun up to sun down, breeding fifty to seventy doe goats each day, as seven days per week, totaling 25,480 mating sessions in a year. As believe me, animal sex is better than human pleasuring sex, your cock being longer, as heightened sensually, of body fur, having a sheath, of big balls, and living naked to the world. There is something about your being so infected by satyr semen that works forever to alleviate the bothering from insects lighting upon a satyr or goat buck body. Also, satyrs remain of perfect health, no sex based infections or diseases bother satyrs, or our goats."
While I kept Daryl thinking about what I told, his leg muscles and then skeletal changes completed the goat hind legs, his posture, and the thickening of his body fur. He became as much like a satyr as he would ever get to be, while then asleep, he would transform completely, becoming by morning, to awake being a big buck goat wanting to fuck.
As he took a quick assessment of his bodily self, as sporting a stout erection, Daryl turned and began wanting to rape Carla.