Damon felt weary from being so hastily transformed, and from his sensual frolicking he enjoyed with Circe. He slept soundly until awakened by a castle handmaiden around noontime.
"Damon, time to rise up, as my Mistress Queen told me to awaken you; as during the afternoon you need to graze and gain renewal of your semen for tonight." A she said, dressed in a thin vale white dress; of which Damon could see a silhouette of her bodily form.
Rising quickly, Damon fell forward, body slamming his furred goatish self against her body, toppling her to lie face up and the he-goat-satyr having his muzzle lips to mouthing her right breast nipple.
"Yum," said Damon as his primary instinct was to beginning as suckle!
"Oh, oh no..., no don't, don't, don't stop please, that feels so nice...," she said as Damon did as she requested.
Damon suckled until the Maiden insisted he do the same to her left breast. They frolicked for more than an hour, until she responded to Damon suggesting they try a 69 style oral fondling. Asa long goat tongue delved around, as between, and sought to tickle-a-taste of her vagina, she mouthed his buck goat penis until he spewed her mouth full of his semen.
It was late afternoon when Damon arose, he leaving a soiled maiden lying face down on the bed, her legs hung off the side, were spread wide. As Damon left her to find his way to where was his goat herd, allowing the goats to teach him how to graze like a goat. The Does offered Damon more sexual play, as he preferred the enjoyment of sex rather than eating grass or weeds.