One Demon suit made to look like the best portion of a man, a satyr, and that of a few other exceptionally virile animals.
Likely when one would wear the suit it made any man become a tall six foot six inch hulk, although well proportioned.
As some sort of conglomeration of animals, having two bullish horns above perfectly contoured bovine ears. A face of some cris-cross between a human and that of a goat. The goatee under a chiseled chin, human lips but teeth and a elongated tongue seemingly made for French kissing or helping some woeful subject to jerk off. Burning yellow eyes, as yellow rectangular pupils surrounded by what seemed as flames from hell.
The upper torso and arms appeared to be human though hairy with a light coat of gaotish fur.
As from the waist on down all was as if a bull, the only exception there, came with a stallion like shaft that propagated from a furry bovine shape of a sheath.
Stout legs, feet and cloven hoofs like of a bull, but not a bull tail, rather a Lion tail; all golden brown to the rump and legs covered in black bovine fur.
The absolute wild delight of it all seemed the size, girth, and seductive sensuality of having a male shaft like does a stallion horse.
The sight of this suit held in my person the want to be it as much as it being what I would love to become. Seeing it brought on a passion, a sense of wanton thrill to make me it and it me; no matter what the price I was willing!
My rectum was on fire and still the bastard's cock continued to grow. I could actually see my abdomen move as his monstrous penis slithered through my intestines causing my stomach to cramp. I slammed my back into the wall to try to crush him. All this did was push him harder into my rectum as his horns stabbed into the muscles of my back.