"Circe, you recovered yet, asked Anna showing renewed strength!"
A moment of pause till Anna heard the great witch studder and get her courage back in order. "Yes Anna I'm here, Celeste's satyr power touched even me! I felt true fear as you did of becoming one of the many animals I sent so many men to live out their lives."
"I have an idea if you care to listen, said Anna. Once I saw an old video about an admiral in the navy. He said a captain of a ship could do no wrong by placing his ship very close to those we was fighting. I suggest you change me into a goat, a normal looking buck goat, Celeste will never expect to find me as what she wants to make me into!"
"True very true dear and what you don't know is that when a satyr sets a goal it must and will continue to strive fo the goal. Maybe simply put she will go crazy looking for Anna and will leave the rest of the family alone, offered Circe."
Anna quickly made her bed and put all toy and clothes into her closet. Making the room as neat as a pin she stood naked and told Circe to begin her change.
"Not quite yet dear Anna you must get to the pasture lest Celeste find a buck goat in your room and figure out the plan, said Circe."
Anna opened the second story window and looked down to the ground far below. "It's to far down to jump!"
Circe threw her power high and as Anna looked up a huge blackbird with a wingspan of thirty plus feet flew down and picked her up with it's talons. Anna's fear of the moment suddenly found the bird shrink to normal size as they landed in the pasture.
"You could have told me what was coming, said Anna a bit peaved at Circe."
"I didn't want to bother you with to many facts, no I'll get you hidden and you join the herd, said Circe."
Having been changed before Anna cringed as pains of muscles and tendons stretched. Itching her new thick hair sprouted as a tail poked out she began to feel rather normal and calm as a goat.
As Anna learned to graze she saw an angry Celeste pulling a black buck goat by it's horns toward the pasture gate. "Get in there you damn son of a bitch, she yelled at Ken!" It looked as if Ken had ideas about staying in the house. Maybe he wasn't totally goat in mind yet and if so he might be able to have human form in time, thought Circe and Anna.
Celeste's anger was making her sex drive all the worse. She found a corn cob and was pursing her slit and looking for some goat to calm her wild need. Reaching into the small herd she grabbed Anna by her horns and pulled the buck goat into a box stall meant for horses. Celeste got down on all fours and spread her legs with hope the buck would help her out.
Anna was stunned at the prospect of mounting the satyress. Then Circe said, "please dear allow me the ability to show Celeste some things she doesn't yet know about her satyr curse."
Anna took a back seat as Circe wandered close sniffing the scents wafting from the goatish behind. As Circe approached Anna's goat form began to grow much bigger. Circe's drives coupled with the goat she and Anna wore and a massive red shaft stretched out of a curly furred sheath. A bound and the big buck straddled the satyress' behind. A quick well tempered thrust and the red cock pushed deep into Celeste.
The thrill was so enjoyed by Celeste she paid on attention to who was doing such joy. As the quest of sexual rites went on Anna's body began to increase even more in size. Celeste moaned, her eyes closed as she drank in the pleasures. Her moaning turned to a groaning as if she was being stretched beyond her abilities.
"What the Hell!" Celeste screamed as she turned and saw a Gurnsey bull mounted and thrusting his massive shaft in her pussy. The weight of the bull and it's great strength kept his bull cock well stuck in Celeste.
"Watch Anna, thought Circe and see Celeste's satyr curse bring on her wishes for you and Ken."
Celeste still felt intense pleasure and rocked back against the monsterous shaft. Little did she notice her hooflet fingernails merging and becoming cloven hooves on two front legs. Her slender body buldged and rounded as her ribs became those of a goat. Breasts that could insist a man to suckle flattened and soon were on more.
As Celeste rocked her rump back towards her most sensual mate a swinging milk filling udder swayed heavily. Suddenly she knew things were wrong as Celeste turned her head and planned to curse the beast upon her, but she gave forth a loud bleat.
The satyress curse was gone and Celeste felt terror in finding herself changed somehow into a nanny goat. No memory of her aluring self as the satyr she now bleated and whinned for release from the bull's cock. Circe calmed her bullish self and retreated from the nanny's body.
Celeste's first thought was to join the nearby herd and seek safety in numbers.