Your drink calms you. Filled with bravado, you appraoch one of the satyresses. She is stunning! More attractive than any human woman you've ever seen before.
You introduce yourself. She's "Sophia." Her long dark hair and deep, dark eyes draw you in. You drink in her luscious body. Her hair drapes over her breasts. Still, her hard, dark nipples poke through. Even her furry, goat legs are shapely and, surprisngly, attractive to you.
Your attention is focused on her taut stomach and perfect curves. You note her pierced bellybutton, an adornment that you've always found unspeakably sexy.
Meanwhile, you realize that you're standing next to this goddess acting like a mute idiot. 'Say something! Damnit!!!!' you think to yourself.
The first thing that pops into your head is that piercing. "How do you get a piercing like that here in the forest?" you ask, cursing yourself for the inane comment.
Her furry, pointed ears twich in response to your comment."Oh, I had that before I got here." she replies in a somewhat materof fact tone.
"Before?" you say, "Where'd you come from?"
"New Jersey." she says without batting an eye.
"You're kidding, right? I mean, I know there's some weird stuff on the east coast, but I think YOU would have been noticed." You grin, proud that you've worked in a compliment.
"Oh, I didn't look like this back then. I was human before I got here." Sophia offers a telling simile. "Most of us were." She breaks eye contact to glance at the others in the field.
You become more arroused at the though of this exquisite creature from mythology having been transformed from a human.
"But I agreed to be changed so I could stay here." she continues. "We all did," she says glancing back at the croud.
Her words are ringing in you ears as you watch the human woman nod in agreement and take the hand of one of the well hung satyrs.
"You could too," she says as she rubs your erection though your jeans. "I could make it worth your while." she whispers with hot breath into your ear.