Turning, you look to the edge of the fountain clearing, to find a Satyr walking towards you. As he approaches, you can sense the sexual power emanating from him, and your hard-on gets even harder, and yet in spite of your need to satisfy your sexual craving, you do not move to continue your pleasuring.
"Welcome, my newest denizen. I trust your transformation went smoothly," the being spoke, with great power being sensed behind the words. The creature makes a face that you can only describe as playful. It takes you only a moment to figure out who this must be - Pan, the god of erotica and mischief, amongst other things.
You snort, and try to respond, but all that comes out is a huge bellow. Pan smiles his mischievous smile again, and replies to your thoughts as though you had spoken them. "You never were meant for that time. The fates are known to make mistakes, and that was one of them. And you are not the only one - some of the fates made the mistake of missing a few, and they all ended up being woven approximately 2000 years too late. Those who were missed in this part of the world were of my cohort, much as you were. Others have had to be recalled in other locations - the Gods are out tonight, collecting their peoples as they are restored to their rightful times, places, and forms."
You snort again, and once more Pan makes one of his smiles. "Yes, that's right, you were never supposed to be human. And neither were a number of your friends. We should be expecting them any minute now. Once they are all here, I will release you all to engage in worshipping your god in the best way you can." Pan's face made it quite clear what he meant.
You snort once again, and Pan just smiles. Then, he looks out in the direction you came from, and you look across to see Peter, your best friend, stumbling in... only he's clearly no longer himself. His hair is longer, and green, his face is softer and rounder, and, because of his undressed state, you see a pair of breasts developing. He is also a lot shorter than he used to be. At odds with all of this is his crotch, where he still sports a rather large erection.
Pan shakes his head, and mumbles "Couldn't the fates at least get the genders correct?" Pan then gestures, and Peter gasps in a high-pitched voice as his penis shrinks rapidly, soon to be replaced by a vagina. As she enters the glade, she runs to the fountain, and looks down in it. Then she looks up, and moves back in shock - clearly she hadn't seen you or Pan as she entered the glade. You look at her body hungrily, still very aware of the sexual power within the glade, and you can see that she is dripping between the legs, her greenish skin lustring with her sexual energy.
"Hello, Peter. I am Pan - and I am fully aware of your time's story, so feel free to joke about it. I am the god of mischief, after all." Pan then proceeded to explain everything to her, more quickly than he had to you, and before long you hear a twig snap, and look up to see Helen stumbling into the glade, her legs hairy and ending in hooves, and her head adorned with horns. At first you think she's a minotaur like yourself, but she is smaller and her face is still intact, albeit much more angled and masculine. Her chest is completely devoid of breasts. Pan mutters again, and gestures.
Helen grunts deeply as she grabs at her crotch - within moments you can see something growing from it. It takes even less time for you to realise that she is becoming a male satyr, much like Pan himself. You feel slightly jealous that she gets to take a form so similar to Pan, and then you catch yourself and realise that you are already adapting to things. Helen trots into the clearing, straight to the fountain, and looks into it, gasping in surprise. He then looks down at his new hard-on, and grabs at it, before turning and reacting as though in shock at what she sees... but in just a moment, you see a look on her face, so similar to Pan's own, that you know that he is already adapting strongly to his change. Pan quickly explains, much as he had with Peter, and then Helen looks at Peter, that look of mischief returning to his eyes.
Pan then looks up at the entrance to the glade again, and you follow his gaze to see the most beautiful being you have ever seen - it is a minotaurette trotting into the glade, and she, as with the others, trots to the fountain, looks into it, and then turns to face Pan. Unlike the others, this minotaur does not react in a shocked manner.
"Judy, I am surprised. You do not seem shocked at seeing me." Your bovine eyes go wide at mention of the name. Your hard-on is so hard, it feels like it's trying to escape your body.
Judy snorts, and you hear what she was thinking - "Yes, Pan. I have always known my true form, as I was gifted with psychic powers when I was younger. Peter and Helen appear to already have taken their forms, as has my soul mate." She glances at you, and you can see the love in her eyes.
"Well, that makes things easier. Since you are all now aware of the situation, I shall leave you to your worship." And with that, Pan disappears in a blink. The sexual tension in the air dissipates somewhat, but one look at Judy brings it all back for you, and you proceed to couple, in the way of bulls. A quick glance over Judy's bovine head confirms that Helen is chasing Peter around the clearing. After a moment, a reed pipe appears in Helen's hand, and without a pause, she stops and starts to play.
The music is so beautiful, and so sensual, that it only exacerbates your need to orgasm.
The four of you continue to worship Pan in his most preferred way through the night and until the end of the next day.