As each of the six college students walked through the door they briefly stumbled as their legs shifted to those of a satyr. Quickly adjusting they made their way to a table as horns poked up through their hair. Nate stared in fascination noticing the slight variations in shape and size of each boys horns as they finished growing in. Aside from some minor differences their horns were about the same sizes. It must have been because of age, but the newly minted college satyrs had larger horns than the nubs the two teen employees possessed. Though none were quite as developed as Adrian's curling ram horns. Perhaps in another decade or two? Nate pondered to himself. That seemed to be the difference in age between Adrian and college satyrs.
Like the business man from earlier, the boys cloths shifted around their changing bodies. Their pants mostly dropped away except for some shorts to cover their privates. They had all basically retained their various shirts and tank tops. However Nate didn't have much time to get a close look at the boys clothes. As soon as they reached their table each one began swiftly peeling their clothes off revealing their genitals and very hairy upper bodies.
"Owen, are you making them strip like that?" Nate quietly asked.
Owen confidently replied, "No sir, satyrs are generally most comfortable nude. In this Satyrbucks satyr employees and customers are allowed to be at their most comfortable. So if anyone did this sir, it's you."
Nate blushed, "It's not the worst change..." he thought to himself as he saw the six nude rather attractive satyrs now placing their coffee orders.
"This place is amazing Owen." Nate said into his device.
"Yes sir. Replied Owen."
"Now I sort of wish I was a satyr so I could fully enjoy it, or make a similar place for centaurs."
"I can accomplish either task with ease sire. You simply have but to state your desire sir."