Derrick carefully looked over himself, both in panic and excitement. His legs were now covered in a dense, coarse brown fur with his feet now cloven hooves. He had tufts of fur growing from his forearms and two inch horns jutting from his forehead. He reached up and touched them, each coming to a sharp point.
"Oh my god..." he whispered.
"It's a lot to take in, isn't it?" replied Psyche.
"I'll say," replied Derrick. "Is...is it permanent?"
"Only for the duration of your stay. You will resume your previous form once your vacation is complete," replied Psyche.
This allowed Derrick to relax a bit. Hell, he even became a bit excited. He was going to get to be a satyr, a creature of myth for his vacation. He stood up and walked over to the full length mirror. He slipped off the robe and tossed it back on the chair. His pecs and biceps were far more defined than they had been before, which pleased him. His also noticed that there was a large dense patch of fur that covered his genital area completely, which was a bit of a relief.
Then a second thought hit him. His parents...His sister. What were they going to say?
"Oh man, my parents are going to freak when they see this!" said Derrick.
"Do you wish to turn back now?" asked Psyche.
Derrick thought about it for a moment and then smiled. "No...actually, I can't wait to see the looks on their faces."
He thanked Psyche and walked towards the door. He was finding walking on his new feet odd, but quickly getting used to it.