Derrick's experience as a human was a decade past, while the life of a ram was still fresh in his mind. The chance to do it all again was far more interesting than the half-remembered and restrictive life of a human who had not even tried sex yet. The Satyr nodded and grinned. "I figured that was going to be your choice."
A gesture from the goat-boy and the old ram got leaner and stronger-looking, his eyes clearing and loins obviously more aroused. Already forgetting its human name, the male sheep began sniffing at the rear of a receptive female. The Satyr watched as it mounted the female for a good long time, then slid off and started approaching another. There was no trace of the human aura, and though it might appear again, the Satyr was confident that he had at least another decade before the boy named Derrick had another chance at humanity.