I was scared as Hell, but totally unable to move. Quick movments peeled my clothes from my frame as the cool breeze and nimble fingers coaxed my penis into a wild hard.
A sensual and well trained tongue wrapped my shaft and played with me. Tongues touched and licked as hands smoothed my naked body with a wet and cool cream.
As I lay with my head almost burried in a satyress' pussy the strange questions came into my mind. Questions asking me to judge my future and wanting my opinion on want animal I would be most useful or happy to become.
This question was not one I'd ever had to think about since I never in all my life wanted to anything other than me!
My mind deposed the question as thoughts of my home, father, and friends ran over in my mind. "I long to go home and live with my father, I heard my voice say!"
An arguement followed as many satyrs disagreed and some made strange sounding suggestions about what I would not be able to tell about.
It ws agreed I could go home. I felt the sensual satyress move my head and body to a sitting position. In a sudden move she pulled off my head with a sucking sound.
My eyes were blurred with the thick juices from her soft pussy. I reached my wrist to brush away the slime and clear my vision. The feel of tendons and hairy flesh brought new fear to my strained mind.
"What have you done to me? was my first question."
"We have agreed that home would be a good place for you. We would not wish to break such love for your father! Yet the life we would have offered here is now part in part with the love of your father for the like of you. As your memories show you were the seventh son of a seventh son, this has saved you from a total animal existance. When you reach home your father will be expexting your return. However you life and body is now one of a fine gelded mule. This is what your father expects to recieve and you are now the mule we shall send."
I was filled with terror!