As the game began Cynthia leaned back and rubbed her hot woolen slit. Her passion was still at it's peak when William Chesterton's penis stretched into the goat's cock he now so proudly displayed. She chuckled at the passing thought of how he began with such smooth moves only to end his session by thrusting with primal beastly intents.
How well Cynthia remembered the Professor and her with the other satyress mounting and being mounted by Cedius Davis. She cared little for her victims once they had assumed their new found forms. It was her pleasure she wanted to enjoy and what those men became was just something to laugh about.
KLUNK, CLUNK, went the officer's baton on the roof of the VW.
"Hey we don't need any naked whores messing up our good team!" spoke officed Kevin Rooste.
He scared Cynthia out of seven good years of sex. Jumping her seat up straight she felt a little silly at first but then her satyr' mind stepped up.
"Oh Officer you wounld believe me but the was a big billy goat running around out here!" said Cynthia standing up still naked in front of the poor Cop.
Kevin was less than impressed but Cynthia wasn't through with him quite yet.
Cynthia smoothed her tits against Kevin's shirt and her hands began to mould the skin on his thighs. "Please let me comfort your very male parts!"
Crouching down behind the VW she dropped his zippr in a quick and well learn move. Kevin stood looking down and just watched his young sex fiend play with his maleness.
Kevin closed his eyes as rthe sexual passion increased to levels never reached by he and his wife. Cynthia's tongue wrapped around his erect shaft and started milking him like a cow's teat. Light fingers caressed his bals and increased his desire.
"Office Kevin, Kevin, Ohoooo Kevin please Kevin please accept my gift to you!"
Eyes clamped shut Kevin was being trapped by an expert. Cynthia eased back more and more as Kevin's human penis became Kevin's new goated shaft. Long, red, it was ringed in ribs of tight muscles and had a bulb head that flared at it's end. Kevin's balls swelled five times their size till they hung down his pant's leg.
"You want your wife Kevin, go home and share your rich love ability with her!" pressed Cynthia.
As Kevin turned to walk away his eyes opened and if he'd seen the square bright yellow shape of his pupils he'd screamed like hell. Cynthia stood up a smile of satisfied delight as her sex curse worked it's might ways on Kevin.
Kevin's ears were all those of a mature goat. His hair had changed color and texture while more hair was rapidly covering his total body. His balls and sac with a sheath and the long goat rod was his guide. Not halfway home in his car the sprouting horns cut through the roof cloth and fingers rapidly merged to make horny hooves.