An empty hallway.... Michael glanced around the long bright hallway seeing nothing. The light seemed strangely inviting though. As if in a stupor he found himself wandering over the threshold into the house. The door quickly slamming behind him quickly brought Michael to his senses. He reached back to find the door locked. His sense of panic increased when his clothes suddenly disappeared leaving him naked in the hallway. Finally, against his will, Michael started to assume his satyr form. He tried to focus and stop the shift, but soon he was standing in the hall balancing on his dark brown furred legs and cloven hooves. His horns and caprine ears on full display. The entire sight capped by a large erection that always appeared when he shifted. "What the hell was happening?" Michael thought to himself.
"A bit more comfortable now are we?" said a melodic voice.
Michael looked up with a start to find a blonde guy wearing jeans and a hoodie. He stood about six feet tall and bore a frame that was quite wiry. He had very forward features and penetrating blue eyes. His face bore some ruddy stubble. This new presence seemed to appear in front of him from nothing.
"Who the Hell are you!" Michael shouted, "What did you do to me!?" Michael took a defensive posture unsure of what to expect.
"Chill buddy," replied the stranger as he moved his hands up to gesture non-aggression, "I'm a friend. I help out people like you around here."
"Are you a witch?" asked Michael. Assuming his prior experience with Maddie and her mother, that seemed the most likely possibility.
"Not a witch," replied the stranger, "Though I do know some magic. I'm actually a shapeshifter." Suddenly the strangers face took on vulpine features. His nose and mouth pushing out into a muzzle full of sharp teeth, framed by white and blondish red fur similar to the stubble his human face had borne. His ears migrated to the top of his head and became large and fur covered. "My real form is a little more like this."
"So you're a kitsune?" inquired Michael.
"That's one name for us. I just think of myself as a shapeshifting fox." His face and head quickly shifted back into its human form. "My name is Jack. You don't have to introduce yourself, I already know who you are."
"How?" asked Michael.
"I've been watching you for a little bit. Like I said, I try to help out people like us. After watching your routine, I think you need some help."
"What kind of help?"
"First off, a place where you can be you and meet people like you. Second you can satisfy some of those uh...satyr urges in more pleasurable ways." Jack's eyes drifted towards Michael's still erect dick.
Michael blushed, "I think I'm doing fine satisfying my urges," he replied.
"You know you aren't the only satyr on campus right? Not sure why you'd be against meeting another one."
Michael's caprine ears twitched at this news. He was actually interested in meeting another satyr. Finding someone with some experience with his situation sounded quite enticing. "You can introduce me to other satyrs?"
"Yeah dude, though they aren't around now. I sorta felt bad for you and wanted to bring you here ASAP though and show you this place. As for the other satyrs on campus I can bring them over tomorrow night."
"You don't need to feel bad for me, I've been managing my...urges just fine."
"That erection seems to disagree...If you want, I could help you with that." Jack smiled suggestively, "You've never been with anyone have you?"
Michael took a step back, "I don't see how that's any of your business, but no I haven't. I've sort of been afraid of what my satyr form would do to a normal person."
"Oh then I have the perfect solution." Jack snapped his fingers. Suddenly they were standing in a bedroom. Jack's clothes like Michael's disappeared. His wiry human frame standing naked in front of Michael. He wasn't human for long though. His feet shifted into dark cloven hooves as ruddy blonde and brown fur spread across his now caprine legs which sported a massive erection between them. Patches of fur and hair grew across parts of his upper body too as a pair of horns similar in size to Michael's appeared on his head along with a pair of caprine ears. The ruddy stubble grew out into a decently thick goatee as his face assumed some caprine features. Soon, a complete satyr was standing in front of Michael.
Michael couldn't control himself, as he started to pre.
"So," asked Jack, "do you want to have a little fun?"