Given he had just spent most of a ram's life mounting ewes, the Satyr's suggestion made good sense. Derrick had no trouble mounting the first female, and was well into his fourth when he realized he was also well on his way to being a ram again. Wool covered his body and his arms were more like forelegs with stubby hands. When he finished with the mounting, he staggered away on four almost legs and bleated at the Satyr. The goat-boy chuckled again.
"I wanted to see if you would go all the way back to an animal. But since you still have your mind..." The satyr flicked a finger, and Derrick was human again. Except that this time he not only had a sheep's testicles, but the sheathed penis of the animal as well. The boy stood and brushed himself off. Not that anyone would have recognized him anyway. Between the ram's parts and the satyr's changes, Derrick was a very different boy than the young teen he had arrived here as.