looking down at the Satyr below you, you look at his Phallus intently for the
first time. his sheath seems abnormalt large, like someone with too much
foreskin, it looks like a hungery mouth..eager to feed..The Satyr stands up
from the ground..easily pulling you with him, he reaches out with a large palm
to rest on your shoulder, he chuffs rather goatishly.
"Become a Satyr..Become one with Pan, foresake your sill Human morals and
give in.." his very breath seems hot and spicy..as if he were weaving majick
around you, you pant breathing him in deeply...
Your mind races as you htink of Life as a Satyr...you can hear sex all around
you..There bodies perfectly muscled..looking at the Satyr in front of you,
tempting you, you shiver as you take in his full body..not just muscled, but
gloriously so..as if he were carved from stone, his nipples large, like small
cokcs themselvs, they seem heavy as they point out...And his Mighty Satyr
Phallus, no longer in his sheath, it slowly becoming erect, the shaft molted
with spots, like an Equine, you notice the tip is still heavily hidden with folds of
sheath skin...you shiver...
"What must I do?" you say..throwing caution to the fates...
"First..you must want this..You must give up your humanity freely...Do you?"
he says..his eyes boring intently into your brain, you can feel the fire behind
them as the grip of his palm increases...
"I...I give up myself...make me a Satyr!"
The Satyr grins and bellows a blessing to pan as he rips your shirt, and then
your pants off "You shall never need these human garments again!" he says
excitedly as he presses his body to your now naked form...you feel cold at
first..slowly warmed by the Satyr...he grips your much smaller shaft and
presses it to his..
"In Pans name..I shall take your Humanity..and when your are Empty..I shall
fill you with the Spirt of Pant...