As much as Kat knew she loved to lie on her bed and dream of fantasies, some so crude her mother might turn red with embarrassment if she knew. Kat had her one greatest and rousing wettest fantasy standing there before her and he, brother though he was, was not her brother then, but a sex mindful satyr male about to do her great harm.
Spitting and spurting, bubbling out from the perked end of the very red colored male goat shaft standing erect and held between the ample breasts of Kat the witch; she had there her dream come true.
"Do it Kat, mouth it, lick it, suck it, and join with me in a life of endless sensual conquests!" Dan said, his mind matured like had his body as he became a fully grown and matured male satyr.
Kat eyed close the flared head of the goat prick she had long had as her one great late night fantasy, but seeing it there then, and waiting to poison her permanently, the want of it drained away. As much as she felt her own urge to have that thing were one like it might properly go, she had no desire to become a satyr goat too.
Tough to try and look away, the peering yellow eyes of what was her brother did stare at her, alluring her femininity to a heightened sense of wanting to feel wild passions let loose. Kat could look at Dan, but just behind and beyond her reach on lay her magic wand. A wand with the ability to broadcast her mental wishes and wants. she having a great want right then, one of stopping her satyr brother, and gaining her, her freedom from becoming some animalistic bestial beast.
"Do it," Dan said, his voice low and soft then, he alluring her to begin something she could never stop wanting, for if once she sucked, she was as one with her satyr brother.
Hands on the hairy mane that ran from a goat tail and up the spine of Dan to his furry head, Kat fingered the fur, loving it, but peering at her wand she wanted it to come into her grasp.
The wand wiggled, rolling then to the edge of where it lay, teetering and possibly soon to fall; if it did it would be out of sight and she,Kat would then bow her head and take the offer to suck.
Working her right hand index finger loose from flicking at the goat furry mane, she pointed at her wand and it flew threw the air, coming to her right hand and she grasped at it firmly.
Wand in hand, Kat had then the ability to turn away, breaking away for the trance educing stare of a satyr wanting his delight.
Turning to her left, and spinning on her heel, Kat brought her wand to point at Dan, his eyes tuned to the wand, as an expression of rank fear seemed to fill him.
"But Kat, you always wanted to have some mythical lover come and ravish you silly for night after long night. Did I hear wrong, you said it, saying it aloud to where I heard you from me standing outside the door to your bedroom.
I am here, this is what you wanted, and I have it, let me give it to you, mouth it, or let me put it into you, whatever you wish now, let me be what you really want!" Dan said, he wishing his own desires, but some of what he said might undo what she did to him.
Wiping away her tears, an angered and spiteful, typical female, then pointed her wand at Dan, she twirling it at him, said boldly," What I would wish for you are not, but what you were is more of what I have need, be now not my fantasy buck lover, but change more, being then my real brother, all goat and more what I knew and disliked!"
Standing where Kat stood, she pointed her wand at Dan, the wide flare of its power enveloped him, but went past him to strike a mirror. Mirrors reflect what is before them, and the changing poignant spell engulfed Dan but reflected off the mirror to give a purple glow to a young female witch.
Dan began to bleat as he felt his satyr form change, he becoming quickly changed to a large and very black, evil thinking male goat.
The big goat knew in his brain of who he was, and how he came to become a buck goat; but before him then stood the wounder of his wildest wet buck goat dreams.
"No, no, no not me!" Kat groaned, she standing then as the sister to the big buck, a duplicate in species, but she the thrill of every man and his late night dream of meeting a Satyress like was Kat....