Mike and Jeremy are hungery and becon Zach to hit the Main Street and look for food. Yet Zach's not interested and they make an agreement to meet at Midas Music contest at 1 p.m.
Off they go and Zach now lets his evil lusty amagination go wild.
Each side street had the name of some Greek storybook character. Many Zach had no idea who or what they were renoun for till he looked down a fenced alley.
Aenea Lane, sounded welcoming and Zach walked in. The lane opened to two large wooden doors. Ornate and carved the doors suggest wealth.
Stepping inside he stood on black marble floor with gray and white mable walls.
"Wow some joint, said Zach out loud!"
"We are to service you, said a pair of pretty females." The sight was too much for ole' Zach. Standing in front of him were two slender female satyrs.
Short white horns, pointed ears, healthy breasts, all covered in a soft gray fur. Bouncey tails and hind legs, feet and cloven hooves of some deer or goat.
Zach was long on having a sexual experiance and heard the Pleasure Island was the best place to come. "If you are to service me than lets get started, said an eager Zach."
The two satyrs each took one of Zach's arms and walked him deeper into the hallowed halls. As they walked other satyrettes came to join the throng. Zach's eyes popped as his pants bloomed.
A quite thin satyrette knelt down in front of Zach. "He is really in need of release, may I dear sisters, please?"
Zach looked down as the pretty creature on buckled his belt, tripped his pants button and down went the zipper. Stunned, Zach's pants were slipped away and several pairs of hands helped remove his underwear.
More hands now removed his shirt and watch. Hands trained to give soft carress and sensual delight stroked his being. Shivering as the sensual hairy palms ran all over his back, chest, thighs, legs. The satyrette kneeling spread his testicles as his penis became erect.
A cool wet tongue stroked up his stiff shaft. The tip of her tongue probed the open end of his stiff cockhead. Tilting his head back in absolute delight Zach closed his eyes. A moist mouth wrapped around his shaft and a well trained tongue smoothed over his shaft.
Someone was asking him a question, Zach didn't care what, he just nodded and enjoyed his sensual moment. Laughter, and he felt as if the hands were picking him up off the floor. Carried by his satyr friends and still feeling the suckling satyrette, he kept his eyes closed.
Soft sweet grass smelled as he was laid to rest. Tongues licking his ears and hairy hands moved over his body. The feeling of moist cream spred on his skin gave a wild sexual thrill as his cock hardened in the cool breeze.
"AWAKE, AWAKE, TIME FOR PLAY IS OVER AND NOW YOU MUST WORK FOR YOUR KEEP!" Came a booming voice that scared the sensual lust out of Zach. Opening his eyes the satyr's parted and he saw a woman dressed in black.
"STAND, ordered the woman."
Raising his head and leaning back on his elbows Zach looking up at the woman. His pose was one of a brat giving no respect to an elder.
"You think yourself to be smart and selfsufficient, well in some things yes but for now you are my newest ram!"
Zach looked across his belly to see a wooly sheath looking up at him. Thighs wool covered and hind legs, hocks, feet, and cloven hooves.
This shock sent Zach to his feet, but he stood on all fours looking up. A strange feeling as he looked down one side and to the rear. A ram, a male sheep of some rather large size. He looked again at the woman.
"You were asked by the satyr if you'd care to join our herd, and YES came from your mouth. I agreed to keep you as a ram, and so you are!"
"A loner, wayward loner, I could tell, said the suckling satyrette."
Zach stood dumbfounded and was lead away to a small pasture and several hundred horny ewes.