Scared, how scared have you ever been when your life's memories dance in the mind. When you see your last seconds of human exsistance to be right then and there. I was at that point in my life, struck rigid and at the will and power of an evil woman.
The heat of Hell and a boiling cloud of black vapors incircled me till I could see nothing else. The roar of the whirling winds deafened me to the Witch's words and I stood ready to face death.
Suddenly the cloud thinned and I again saw both Steven and his Aunt Illusia, the witch.
"Auntie really!" exclaimed Steven as he gawked at me.
"Yes now he will work for us, or will find his way somewhere in the service of the Park." said Madame' Illusia.
I blinked but kept both silence and took not a step.
Madame' and Steven stepped close as then Steven reacheed out to touch my right arm. I looked down to see his human hand touch and hold my right forarm. It was covered in light brown short hair. My fingers were hairy too and fingernails looked all too much as small hooflets. It was then I had to notice my chest was much fuller than moments ago. Fuller, I had large white hairy breasts of a woman but covered in some animal colors.
A half step brought the left leg into view. It too was covered in brown hair to the outside and white hair inside the thighs and crotch. Feet were those of a petite deer, cloven hooves and all. I quickly looked at the witch and tried to speak.
"Say nothing, give me no thanks, I want none! You shall work here as the satyrlike doe that you are! Show people to their seats before the show and usher the fortunate out the door when the show is over. A Doe satyr you are and with time have the lust of both doe and man entwined. I'm sure that in time you will want and maybe need the sexual feeling of the Deer creature. Touch not Steven, let your lust be for others and with your sexual play bring those who are soon to be Stags before me, understand young one?" asked the Witch.
Please understand my deep feelings. I was still thinking like the youthful male while feeling the pangs of sexual desire as both female and a Deer. My left hand began to rub the tight folds of doe pussy which now was part of me. My tongue, longer and animal like licked my dry hairy lips. A shake of the half deer head felt of long floppy ears as soon I wiggle my pretty doe's tail.
Steven took my hand and led me to a room for the night. As we passed the animals in the corral's I stopped to gaze upon a black buck of a goat. He too felt and maybe smelled my passion. I dripped some juice from the lips of my Doe sex and wanted to jump the fence for to be with him.
Once locked in that dark room I layed on the cot and rubbed by pussy, finger my tits, and felt so good!