As Derrick got closer, he could hear bleating voices and grunts, and then picked up a scent that he realized was much the same as his own. There was a musky, sweaty quality to it that he found pleasing. He reached a hilltop and peered down at the group cavorting around an open fire. They were fauns and satyrs, a mix of the half-goat young men and humanoid goats he had seen at the resort. They were laughing and drinking and wrestling... no, not wrestling. He flushed a bit as he realized there were various sex acts in progress. Yet he also found the sight erotic and started to come erect.
His first instinct was to sneak around and find the resort, but the more he watched the creatures playing the more interested he became. "Why are you sitting out here, brother?" Derrick spun to see a faun behind him, looking like a slight young man in his early twenties with the hindquarters and horns of a goat. The faun cocked his head and grinned. "New to the form? One of the guests, perhaps?"
Derrick flushed again, but nodded. "I uh, visited the nymphs, and looked like this when I woke up." The faun chuckled. "Visited? That's a new euphemism. You fucked them, right? Or should I say, they fucked you?" This made Derricks cheeks burn even more, though it was stupid to feel like that. "Um, yeah. So I'm a faun?"
"Yes. And I have to say a very nicely package one!" The faun grinned again. "I'm guessing the nymphs really liked you." He came right up to Derrick and stared a moment before nodding. "Teetering on the edge. Your eyes are still human. You could finish up as a faun, go satyr, or just abstain for a day and wind up back as the human you were before."
"I thought you said I was already a faun!" Derrick looked towards the campfire and the fauns and satyrs around it. He gasped and jerked back around as the other faun rubbed Derrick's sheath, but did not pull away. It felt so... good. "You are pretty much a faun, but you need to cavort with us to make it stick. Your eyes give you away." Derrick looked at the other's eyes and realized they were slitted oblong, like an animal's. They moved closer, and Derrick trembled slightly as the faun gave him a light kiss on the lips. His own hands seemed to move on their own accord, reaching down to slide over the faun's furry rump. He jerked them back and stepped away, feeling very aroused and very confused.
The faun remained where he was, though also erect, his goat's cock rigid and pink. "Don't worry. No one here will do anything you don't want done to you. Come down and join us and find out the pleasures of being a full faun or satyr, lust and joy and pleasure. Or if you prefer, you can go back to the Spa." He gestured to a trail leading off away from the campfire. "That path will take you there, where you can return to whatever form you had before. The choice is always yours."
Derrick felt a strong attraction to the faun and the gathering below. As much as he would like to deny it, he was as horny now as he had been for the nymphs, and was desperate for release. He'd never done anything with another male, btu then again, he'd never had sex at all before today. Did he want to go full faun? Or maybe even see what it was like as a humanoid goat? Or return to the Spa and try something else?