"I know this, as if asked to be like I am now, I'd of pleaded with you to not make me a satyr; but now that I am, something urges me to accept and seek personal pleasures. You Madame, could become a lusty pleasure for me and fulfill my wants. You beckoned me to cum, as I am about to ejaculate and give forth the full wealth and abundance boiling in my bigger balls.
Indeed, you have used me to create a sexual monster, as all of what that is part to being a goat arouses me. See it, as a truth to my lust, I look and so appreciate having a satyr's cock; all fourteen inches of it. I like my furred sheath, and the added girth of my cock. True to it's narrowing like that of a Billy goat, my circumcision is gone and I do not worry about it now. Beasts have little concern about saving grace or heavenly futures, as passion and sensuality rule my essence now...!
Oh, oh damn but my whole scrotum aches..., my nuts, testicles are so huge, they be like equal to the size of Avocado fruits; they sway heavily, and the weight of them makes me want to be a satyr.
Do come closer and accept from me my first giving to a female from this robust young satyr!" Jake said, trying to tell of how he felt from having changed.
"Yes," said the Witch, "My passion is for corrupting of youths, boys do well to meet my lust loving expectations. I shall lean here against this Oak tree and let you take me. I want this as much as you now wish to realize your delight to mate, as breeding, owning no concern if your mate be human or an animal."
"Ah..., as how rigid is my cock becoming, the point of it piercing through your panties, to insert me and my cock deep within, as we grow tight, your lusty vaginal walls clamping around my penetration...!
Yes, yes, oh yes, this is worth my being damned, the sensuality of my cock overwhelms all of..., oh my thanks for gifting me this...!
I am a satyr and if you wish of me I'd be your sex slave. To begin thrusting, oh yes, I love this feeling, it all of what only a male can so enjoy; as joy maybe more if I were as all a male goat from horn tips to hind cloven hooves..., yes ah huh, yes huh, oh huh, this is soon to be my downfall. I am spewing, the sheer abundance of my big balls is coming your WAY...!"
"Dear boy, I accept your abundance, it is hot within me, but not quite equal to you when being a satyr for more than one day. Given of time, your balls shall enhance their production of goat satyr semen. Satyr semen that can impregnate across all species of the living; no female is safe from what your then satiric big balls will spew.
Granted, you healthy big balls did well to fulfill my womanly delights. You just filled me to overflowing, as I do, you too can feel your semen seeping out my cunt. Oh but to look upon your facial expression now, the innocence of youth is fading and the intent scowl of male animal lust commands all. Do begin anew your thrusting, feel my body pull you ever deeper, know your lust, seek to gain more sensuality, as anything sexual of feel or flavor is now yours to enjoy...!"
"Yes, my thanks, if asked of me to violate you like this before I became a satyr, I'd denied the desire.
My head shakes, the goat horns feel as if growing from my mating with you. I want for more, of more sex of anything sexual, even, even if you wanted me to become more a goat. I wish to please as pleasure you, make me as you wish, I love my animal self." Jake exclaimed, his sensual joy having flowed, fulfilling his every masculine desire, he wondered how he might feel if his whole self were an animal, he then a horny male goat?