John turned on the light in his bedroom and got up to look in the mirror. It was strange to not to feel the carpet beneath his feet as he walked over to his dresser. John took stock in his body, just merged with the spirit of the satyr. His skin was still green, but now coming out of it on his legs was soft brown fur. His legs thinned out to only skin and bone beneath the thigh, though his knees still bent in the same direction as a human's. Apart from the hairy, hoofed legs, there were a few other subtle differences. His body had a bit more hair, which John wasn't sure if he liked. Looking closely, the irises of his eyes were still red, but his pupils were rectangular, like a goat's. His ears came to a subtle point at the tip. Oh, and his cock was still one of his body's most prominent features.
As much as John liked the muscles of his new orc-satyr body, he now knew that he could transform himself and return to orc-satyrhood whenever he wanted. It was time to return to being human. As John concentrated, the magic bubbled inside him. John stared at himself in the mirror as he began to shrink. His skin began to tint back to its familiar pinkish shade. His muscles became less defined as he lost some of his height. Then there was a lurch as the transformation suddenly stopped. John frowned. He looked human in the middle, but not elsewhere. In other words, he wasn't an orc-satyr any more, but he was still a satyr.
John focused his energy and concentrated on getting rid of the fur and pointed ears. After a few seconds, his hooves slowly melted into feet and his legs reshaped into a human shape, the fur dissolving. The satyr part of him wasn't keen on being hidden. John hoped it wouldn't be hard in the future to go completely human. Inspecting himself, John affirmed that he was back completely to his human self. (Well, he still had an oversized dick, but John wasn't complaining about that.) Even so, there was more of his powers he wanted to try out.
Opening the door, John walked down the hallway to Brian's bedroom. Putting his ear on the closed door, he heard the minotaur snoring inside. He quietly opened the door and looked through the darkness at the large figure sleeping on top of the bed. John focused himself again and readied a spell to change the bull back to human. His body felt energized as he focused his magical energy, then John unleashed the spell in a flash of light. The beam of energy struck Brian's huge body, but he did not stir. John thought that the spell didn't work, but then he noticed that Brian wasn't taking up all of the mattress anymore. The fur was pulling back into his body as his hoof-fingers became proper hands again.
Still asleep, Brian was now back in his human form, except for the giant horns still sticking out of his head. With a final effort, John was able to make the horns vanish. Smiling, John knew that Brian was now rid of the curse that turned him into the minotaur. That spell sated his need to use some of his magic energy. Now very tired, John grabbed a blanket and snuggled up next to the still sleeping, naked Brian, wrapping his arm around him. John gently kissed Brian as he drifted off to sleep.
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When 7:30 rolled around, Brian's alarm clock awoke both sleeping men. John opened his eyes first, in time to see Brian react first to being in bed next to John, then to noticing that John was human again, then to noticing that he himself was human. Brian's jaw opened in wonder. "You're not an orc," he quietly said. "And I'm not a minotaur..."
John nodded and smiled. "You're welcome," he said, kissing Brian's nose.
Brian laughed. "You did this? How?"
John hesitated. Should he tell Brian about merging with the satyr? His boyfriend might be upset that he did something so reckless with the being that turned both of them into monsters. But if he didn't tell Brian now, he'd be even more upset later and it might get both of them in trouble if Brian didn't know John was now half-satyr. John would have to tell Brian about the new magic powers, but should he mention the satyr?