So sexy sensual she was that to Ken in his willing goat form he could not want to leave her, she the essence of what it was to be as a Satyress. Sleek her torso and form, her hips and then those partially goat like thighs that conformed to be as long goat legs; just to see her was a vision of something spiritual to Ken.
Ken worshiped her, he standing with his forelegs upon a chair, he could reach high enough then to give again her sexual lips the tongue pursing he liked and she swooned for to feel.
A sudden jerking of her torso came as from her changing the nipples on her breasts did pop. Tweaked, the nipples pop erect, becoming more likened to a goat teat, beckoning to her prey to suck and drink a life-changing poisonous milk.
Her sensation urged her to knee into a satyr crouch and let then Ken as his goat self to reach his lips and mouth close enough so he could suckle. His suckling did as much for him as it would do for her to mature their own body. although Ken was most assuredly a male goat, he by being allowed then to suckle on a Satyress teat and drink her first milk found soon his goat cock to become then somewhat longer, but gaining in girth.
As she let Ken suckle on her teats, she felt her body harden, toughened muscles and a spreading fur covered her, she delighting the feeling of growing more a spread furry coat to keep her warm and sensual to her touch and the touch of others she would prey into becoming bestial like her.
His body stretched as he reaching for her teats and suckling, Ken felt his erection beginning again.
An erection so sensual to him he had to let loose the teat and looking down and back at his goaty cock he bleated at what he saw. The sight made an already highly aroused buck even hornier by seeing how the Satyress milk had increased the bulk girth of his cock. It was twice the girth he knew it to be before he started his sucking. The nut end of it was puffed larger, and best of all he thought it had grown longer. Long enough he was to mate any a nanny goat, and an occasional dwelling inside a woman, but from how it had changed he felt his size then could thrill a pony mare to learn liking him to give a wondrous time of sensual play.
All was happening so wonderful, Ken thought the Satyr Master would be pleased, but to the thrill of she who was a horny Satyress and to her goat friend, both stood in awe when in walked the maid Janice to awaken her supposed sleeping actress.