Eric rolled about as the beastial satyr form mixed with his humanity to form a beauty which made even Circe moan with satisfaction. As his desire for female sexual enjoyment boiled his brain Eric jumped to his cloven hooves.
A searching look about saw a smile come over the pretty satyress face. A short run and jumping the patio hedge he ran out to meet his four donkey friends.
Circe watched knowing that all she need do is call and Eric would return post haste. As Circe watched her new creation run the pasture and soon meet his friends a tear ran down her cheek.
The Donkey's having begun to graze were accepting their transformation quite well. Now as Eric came near he announced himself, and proceeded to feel the males first. Circe watched those bridled donkeys gambol about their changed friend. The unbridled Satyress was as much the animal in love with any sex as if she was born a satyr. Circe decided to let the passion play out and would give Eric his delights. The lust of sex would only bring higher demands for more sexual feelings and make Eric a perfect sexual lure for Circe's new coming.