I rise to my cloven feet and shaking from hours of sexual abuse they take me before the great Pan.
A small tree with a broad branchs full of deep green leaves hang above Pan's throne. A throne of rock hune out to seat the furry rump and high pitched tail of the Greek God.
A monster of a satyr form he must weight a ton. Face very goatish with huge wraped horns incircled his goat ears. Shaggy hair from his head down his spine to the full tail. Shag fur on hips thighs and thinning down to hocks and cloven hooves. Light fur envelopes his chest, yet thickens by his belly. A sheath equal to a draft horse, but furry as a goat's.
Standing up, "I AM PAN THE GOD OF FIELDS AND PASTURES. COME, COME ALL AND HEAR WHAT THIS PUNNY FOOL WANTS!"
"My lord Pan, I started to say. I have been told that if an orgy in my honor were thrown, I could increase in wild sexual enjoyment! I ask the lord Pan to bring this to be." I bowed and smiled.
Pan waved in to a circle ten old and well sexed male satyrs. They talked and began to laugh. Laughing they walked to different corners of the pasture, awaiting Pan's words about my request.
"THIS PUNNY SATYR, A RECENT CONVERT SAYS THAT YOUR SEXUAL ATTENTIONS ARE NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR HIS TASTES'. WELL, I HAVE A THOUGHT OF HOW HE COULD ENJOY SEX FIRST AND FOREMOST. I CALL AN ORGY, AND LET IT BEGIN!"
Music and pipes, wild dance started and my hand taken by two male satyrs walked me to a rock. "This is your throne till the master calls. Then you shall come and your sexual enhancement will take place."
I was so giddy my cock got hard and the one satyr knelt down and started to suckle it. "Waste not want not, said the other satyr as he waited his turn on my shaft."
Drinks were brought and even Pan sent a large chalis over. I smiled and drank it all down. Between drinks and food both male and female satyrs came to carress and suckle. My mind was filled in sexual pleasure, as my belly was full of wine.
"COME AND SEE THE MERGER OF THIS DRUNKEN SATYR AND THIS LARGE AFRICAN GOAT."
I was led staggering to the base of Pan's throne. Then a goat the size of a small horse was led to stand beside me.
I looked through my stooper at a black hairy goat standing all of five feet high at the shoulder. Shaggy and rank beastly form he stunk of sweat, cum, and female juices. Huffing and snorting as if he was ready to mate.
"HELP HIM UP, said Pan."
I was helped to sit upon the back of the giant goat. Then the ten old satyrs spread a huge goat skin over me and the goat under me.
The ten satyrs began a chant, louder and louder it went till I heard Pan say "BE JOINED!"
I could hear the orgy all yell and I could still smell the pungent odor of the giant goat, but my eyes could not see light. All was dark, moist, and very warm.
Suddenly I felt a stroke of my sheath and felt me getting stiff. Light I saw light and a breeze so cool that my shaft was rock hard.
My eyes were stuck shut and I could not reach my hand to the face. Yet the stiff hard was so enjoyable that eyes closed or not I felt great.
Wet, I felt water as my eyes opened a goat slit was in my face. My face was being plunged into a satyress' cunt. It looked huge, but welcoming. I got closer and soon felt my face enter her. Deep in the blackness I plunged. This was all that Pan could have done, I was in love.
Moving and wriggling I slipped in and around in the vagina of this female. Such a view and feeling! Then cool and breeze I felt a chill and stiffened again rock hard and straining for more.
A face came into view, Rachael! Smiling she said I think he likes it look at his eyes!
I thought I would speak, feeling the oncoming thought and then puking. A stream of green yellow poured through my mouth and onto the ground. As this happened I felt the hug of warm hands around my body.
Laughter and then the known curse of my life. I was stiff alright, I was now the cock of this African male goat. "First in pleasure, first in delight, said Pan!"