Nursed and standing upon goat legs, cloven hooves, and so enthused of his self this almost a god Pan stood sporting such an erection of male delight it made Athena swoon.
The sight of warm sunshine, of green pastures and the scents of nearly tens of thousands that longed for Pan to come and stimulate as he would inseminate.
Sashaying his goaty rump with a wiggling motion, Pan strode off and into the sun lit realm that is earth.
The ultimate sense of bodily perfection drew a once normal human to be and want for acting like a sex god sent to earth to be prolific.
A casual look back over his fuzzy shoulder, and with a wink to the heavens, did the one then as Pan give his everlasting thanks.