J: Although, maybaa..., he I bleated again, maybaa..., may, never mind, we should go see the priest and get married, then have... well you can show me your great passion for me as I you, what do you think dear, baa?
K: Wow, its an idea, and I feel aroused by you suggesting it. Did you change your mind, are you ready to become a father figure? I....(She shivers from head to hoofs) would like that, my inner self, this satyr form we are, it has a will of its own and seeking pleasures is one great desire in me. Joe, I...(She takes a breath and gasping so) baa, baa, I baa, baa,, I...(As then another shiver rattles down from neck to spine and shivers away at her goat tail.) want you, like nothing else in my life I want you...in me...baa!"
J: Ha, ha, ha, you are being so funny, your baaing and baaing with every thought of us having sensual as sexual relations, I...baa, baa, baa...no stop this, I baa, baa...! I want you too, but the more I think of us being like this and together, the more I...baa..., baa...! Oh Karyn, it hurts, my groin, my balls, they ache something awful what is this, what am I feeling, the urge, a feeling of such lust, of want, of desire, Oh damn, this is terrible, I want you like a buck goat wants a nanny. Karyn, baa, I am losing myself to being a satyr!
K: You need to fight it, Joe, fight it, you are becoming aroused, your eyes they are staring at me. Oh Joe, your....it is coming out of that belly sheath, its so red, its pointed with an acorn shaped nut head, oh it growing longer, so long, its, its baa...!
Joe shivers from head to hoofs, his maleness is rising to begin an occasion the priest would not be thinking as righteous before or after any form of satyr marriage. Both Joe and his dear Karyn are gaining a mutual want for accepting as permanently becoming satyrs.
J: I...oh Karyn, this is me, look at it sticking out of me, its, its like a small horse had, but not black mine is red, baa, red baa, the head is baa, baa..., I feel the urge building in my groin, Oh Karyn, run Karyn, leave me for a while, I must deal with this, baa...,baa...,baa, baa, oh please...,baa, I cannot control this much longer, longer, its so stiff, baa!
Joe is shivering, he has both hands on his red shaft as if trying to throttle it from leading him to molest Karyn. He wants her, as from his lips he begins to salivate. His mouth and lower lips becomes a froth of foaming saliva, as he takes a set stride closer to Karyn.
Karyn, she wide-eyed and gawking down at his male shaft sticking some sixteen inches out from his furry belly sheath, she backs away from what she wants, desires, and longs to feel of it rutting her sanity away.
K: Oh Joe, you, you, baa..., we are, are baa..., this being as satyrs is wrong..., baa..., oh Joe, you should not, we need to consider what, what us doing it will do to us, it might make this as we being, baa, baa, baa..., permanent, oh Joe..., baa...!