Even as before when Davis had entered the bedroom of his apartment it again changed. Gone was the carpet and replaced with the dirt floor of a barn long gone. Now where his bed and his furniture stood about
he saw they're gone! A feeling as he'd remembered from the first as his human self gone, and the black demonic goat we him. He shook all over, his love gone, and only the raw desired lust of one beast remained. Then gone was his sense and left was the rage and pangs for sex. Davis was gone!
As the wild beast began his evening ritual of mounting, thrusting, plunging, the demoness' each moaned with their lust. A passion not for the feeling of the glamoured sexy body each wore, but for the tenticles of control they wrapped Davis tighter and tighter into.
Even in the deepest corners of his thoughts he knew to himself what was happening. Davis felt the draw to beastial sex and by this time had lost all control to stop. His raw feeling of animal lust was so much the power in his life he could think of little else but sex.
"I'm perverted!" he thought to himself as finishing with Lysaila and moving to Lulu.
Again his red cock reached long and hard. Again he touched the waiting lips of beastial sex. Again his desire was to savage her body as only the ragged mind of a true buck goat might. Again he enjoyed the warm moistness of her vagina. Again his body language turned from on of soft passion to that of primal demands. Again DAvis felt a little more of his soul draw from him like being sipped away out a straw. Again his mind reached out to grasp for some reasoning, but to he dismay he fell back and then deeper into the black sexual lust. Again and again as he tried to climb above these urges of animal passions he sunk deeper and deep into Lysaila's grasp.
FRanciene, ALice, they too took their piece of his soul and at last the night was over and Davis walked into his livingroom. At last he stood again, his goat body gone. At last his mind and thoughts returned, again he realised his passion and lust to be gone. As he ate breakfast, again gone was the desire to continue his life and die at last!
"Lysaila, be not angry with me but I find myself wishing we'd never met! I have become tired of this sexual life and want again the passive life I once had. If I sign your contract and no doubt lose my control over body and soul, is there an oasis somewhere? A place of calm sanity where one can reason and think about what one want's out of life. OH, or is there just the lasting passion and the primal need to create and propagate the breed? I need to know what I gain as I see all too well what I've lost!" asked Davis feeling meloncoly.
Lysaila smiled, then began to laugh. As then from his bedroom emerged one after the other of sensual, sexy satyress'. You've met my Sisters for two nights now. Here is Lulu, and here is Franciene, and last but most happy with you our young Sister Alice. We shall be your control, the life you will lead shall be one of true passion. Lust by night shall be balanced by your human desire to excel. Each passing month will tear at the faberic of mind, soul, and hope."
"Hope, there is the biggest thing wrong with humanity!" spoke up FRanciene.
"Yes hope, is what will drive a man mad!" said Alice with a smile.
"I agree Sisters, HOPE, is what Davis here wants again and as the animal takes over his soul he shall find enjoyment in it's loss!" said Lulu turning to smile at her sisters.
"Then to what advantage is there in the signing of Lysaila's contract if either way my life and soul are gone?" asked Davis beginning to shake from fear.
"You go and read, maybe the Master's contract will hold the answers to your quest for personal satisfaction." offered Lysaila.
As the four sisters lined up and turned to walk out the apartment door Davis asked, "Where are you going?"
The four stopped and turning said together as one, "We have ten satyress and one billy goat to dispurse into the world."
Out the door they walked and from Davis sight. He flopped into his chair, putting head into his hands the tears of compassion flowed. He wanted to go back 48 hours and burn the book he's so had hope to excel his place in history.
Now the fate and history of eleven young people will be lost for all. He was to blame and none other! He reached up grasping the first of a thousand pages it was time to read.