Canine bitch, human male and satyr push and pull and push and pull.
Pan is pleased and as Phalamen's semen starts to fill up the man's anus, his
transformation into a satyr begins.
You slowly close in on the lovers and smile. Tonight, Pan will be very pleased...
The man that once was Phalmens father now began to pour out his Humanity into the
Bitch as his former son poured the Seed of Pan into him. The elder man, already husky,
muscled and a tower of masculinity, felt his body begin to quiver and grow even more
hairy as the Beastly Rut between the three continued. Beast mating with man being mated
by Satyr. The father dimly aware of what was being lost, yet embracing what was coming.
Each eruption of his Human semen into the bitch pulled with it his Humanity, his
inhibitions and his silly notions of sexual Taboos. His balls pulling up tight to contract
and empty themselves even as Phalamen thrust forward and filled his former father once
more. The immense, hairy, and nearly bottom seed sacs of the Satyr contracted again and
again, spewing forth great sticky gouts of his turgid seed. Imbued with the raw power of
Pan it poured into the Humans anus, who with every moment was rapidly loosing himself.
The thick curly hair continued to sprout from his massive powerful legs as his head ached
and throbbed. Soon, twin great spiralled rams horns erupted from his head, marking the
new Satyr as a powerful elder. As his cock continued to spasm within the Canine beast he
held, it expanded and grew rapidly, becoming a Satyr sized slab of cock and flesh. Thick
with viens and pulsating with new Energy.
All those you oversee, standing above the union of mating and rutting cocks. Your own
great column of cock dripping with Pans seed. You feel the union between Phalamen and
his former Father grow strong as the Elder soon spills the last of his Human seed. At that
moment you lift up your burly arms and begin to chant.
"Great Pan! Master of wild passion and free spirit! Lord of Masculinity and song and dance!
Bless this union of your new kinsmen and let this Father become a Brother!" You say as
your own cock swings upwards, your balls expanding rapidly as of your own will you begin
to orgasm. Sprinkling father and son with your seed like holy water. Your seed finalizing
the Transformation as both began to bellow and bleat Goatishly.
The Canine bitch at last pulls away, yelping it dashes off as Phalamen collapses atop his
Father, now his 'Brother' your brother as well. Lying down next to the new Satyr, you lick
his face as Phalmen caresses his sweaty body. His great cock still jammed deep up the
new Satyrs anus, exhausted by the transformation. As you lay beside the others, you lick
the senstive horns of the new Satyr and rumble.
"Welcome new brother, as I was made Phalamor, your Brother Phalamen, so you have
become Phalamod. We three are the first of many, but as the first, we are the strongest, we
shall lead and guide those to come before us." You say as the three of you embrace in a
great slimy pool of cooling Sweat and Cum.
You Have Danced the dance of Pan, you feel the link between you three as you sense what
is come. Spreading your seed amongst beasts and Humans. Turning both into beast men.
Images fill your mind of Farm animals becoming self aware and awake after receiving your
seed, joining you as an ever expanded herd. You know together you shall change the
world.