Demoness, Satyress by choice, Lysaila enjoys her many contacts with the human race, men mostly, but she has damned a few women directly, and many indirectly by lending them to learn of wild pleasuring by changing and or changed men.
Her conquest of Charles was swift and for him pleasurably painless.
Now she had a domicile as a base for her new round of devilish debauchery.
Of all the things Charles owned, it was his computer that tickled Lysaila the most. She knew of computers, the Internet and such, but never bothered to use it to allure men.
Human comforts were never really her thing, such as enjoyment of a warm bath and soaping her goat fur clean of the many splatters and scents that came with and during her many conquests. Up to her furry black neck in sudsing bubble bath, she used a toilet plunger to work the water in and out of her sexy slit.
The sensation was like nothing she ever felt from a man, satyr, or goat buck licking and giving her a good cleaning.
Once the bath water had cooled, Lysaila climbed out, standing on a rug and weaseled her cloven hooves feeling the textures made by man.
Toweling her furry body dry became a chore, the thick goat fur holding moisture well, she scrubbed trying to get dry. As using the towel to dry her back she then laced it between her legs and see-sawed it rubbing her sensuality until she began to feel aroused.
Eying her sleek and extremely sensual form in a bathroom mirror made a Satyress demon take pride in how her fur then fluffed and with a hair brush she combed herself into a second sense of arousal.
Toothpaste and a tooth brush as used by Charles was her next strange thrill. Soon her cleaned and purely white teeth and fangs glistened free from blood and semen caked thickly about her gums.
Lysaila felt like a newborn demoness, her chosen Satyress form peeking her inner sexual desires, she felt the urge to find and coax a man into wanting her body for to grant him pleasure.
Seated with her goat tail wiggling from the new sensations of a demoness anus setting bare against the fabric of her chair. Ever wiggle, every move sent raw sensations into her bestial loving mind.
She discovered her extreme dexterity, typing at the rate of five hundred words a minute, her hands a blur as they raced to type out messages of alluring words.
Her search results on the singular word transformation offered many places for her to read and learn. She tried next "animal transformation stories," seeing first a large archive of such and reading this she had some wondrous ideas for men and women alike!
Enjoying all she read, finding new ideas to increase her conquests of mankind, Lysaila discovered the wealth of pornography, pictures, and even photos of animals like her doing it in video and by still photos taken in all manner of vile debauchery.
Requesting a search about what she strode the earth, "Satyress," brought forth interesting reading of many authors, some seemed to have a better handle on dehumanizing men then did she!
The hour of midnight to one in the morning is a time of immense evil for mankind, this is when the devils come and plan their next day worth of evil deeds. Lysaila too, at midnight received a guest into her then mobile home.
"LYSAILA," boomed a deep tone voice from another dimension.
Stunned that she was so enthused with her toying at the computer and all she had enjoyed there, the remembrance of her master coming to her that night and asking of her plans had surprised even a high achy demoness such as her.
"Caution to you Lysaila, my master our grand leader has seen your learning of human pleasures and gives you a first warning. Remember foremost, you are a spirit allowed into that human and animal configured body, it was a woman you originally over whelmed and sent her soul into the animal form of a sow.
Since then you made many demonic arranging changes to the human form, many we at headquarters, have since thought as worthy to utilize for others like yourself.
But beware, the allurement of human pleasures, as such this frail home are or can be your ultimate downfall. Use good judgment here, less your place in the lineage be one of a fallen angel.
You are assigned now a quota, one man every day and keep up your manner of dehumanizing them into more than just goats. Our Master has need of some human thinking animals for chosen tasks. He needs horses, and ponies, stallions with longer than is common erections. Dogs and pigs, as lending to help the other Demoness like you to deface women into lusting for having pleasures with such animals.
It is important that you do not degrade the minds of these various animal-men to be ignorant creatures like is now Charles. We have need of animal males with lusting desires to pleasure and mate with humans.
Debauchery was a good thing for our side, but with the media of today in our corner, it makes our work easier and allows times for relaxing and enjoyments!"
Lysaila listened, her place was to hear and do, following the orders from her Masters. She simply bowed to the demon delivering her messages, and once he left her alone again, she began to plan her next day of fun with someone's son!