Todd came back to his room. It was still early, and the house was empty. When he stepped in the front door, he practically sprinted to his room, slammed the door, and ripped off his clothes.
He looked in the mirror on the back of his door and gasped. His body was amazing. His chest and abs were muscular, and looked as if he had been lifting weights his entire life. They were covered in dense, curly hair stretching from his neck to his groin. His cock was large, matched nicely by two lemon sized balls, also covered in curly hair. He had also gotten his foreskin back, a dream of his. He looked like a god as is, and now he wanted to be a satyr.
He began to think about a Satyr form, horns, beard, hooves, and his body began to tingle. He began to rub his cock as it became engorged, and he watched himself in amazement in the mirror. His leg hair became thicker and thicker until eventually he couldn't see the skin of his legs underneath. The hair around his ankles was long and wispy, and he almost felt over as the bones restructured themselves into slender goat legs. His toes began to solidify into a hardened black mass, and they soon became to cloven hooves that he easily stood on. The hair continued up his thighs, and a brief pain in his rear soon became a tail. He reached his hands back to caress it, and waves of pleasure shot through his body.
Looking back in the mirror, his face became more chiseled, his jaw squaring off as a five o-clock shadow turned into a four day growth of beard. His nose darkened, and reshaped to a flatter, attractive goat-like nose. His ears lengthened into points, and his short hair soon grew shaggy and soft as it covered the base of his neck and moved down his spine like a mane. A headache came and went as a pair of two-inch high horns sprouted from his forehead, curling back slightly.
He had finished transforming, and now looking back in the mirror was a real image of all he had desired. A six foot tall, dark haired satyr staring back at him. His large cock extended almost a foot in front of him, covered in a sheath, from which a glistening pink head began to protrude. His balls, hidden in a furry pouch, were baseball size, hanging low against his thighs. He was a mythological god!
As he began to pleasure himself, he heard the front door slam... the fun was about to start.....