Across the street on a neighboring porch lay Janice Seahart. Out of breath and scared of the sight she'd seen moments ago.
"This just can't be happening!" she said to herself laying sprawled out on the porch of Mrs. Rachel MacLocklan.
The more than usual noise was now coming from the sorority house. Mrs. MacLocklan was a long time enemy of this education based whorehouse across the street. As she was a graduate of the college as well from many years ago, she had an opinion as to how these girl must act.
Janice suddenly whirled about as the front door opened and an angry elderly woman stared down.
"Get off my porch!" demanded Mrs. MacLocklan.
A scared Janice looked back and then pointed toward the sorority house. Then the old lady too saw the Master Satyr and several new satyress rolling on the front lawn in true debotchery style.
"Oh my God!" exclaimed Mrs. MacLocklan as she fell to her knees next to Janice. "Who, what are they?" she stammered out.
In a whisper Janice replies, "I don't know but they stormed the house attcking all who came out to meet them. They have crude powers, crude ideas, and once touched in anyway the girls become creatures as they!"
"I'll call the Police!" says the old lady.
"And tell them what? Officer I saw a satyr male attacking dozens of girl satyrs on the front lawn of some sorority house! He will think you crazy and if he came here what might happen to him then?" asked Janice in reply. "No we and I for sure must stay low and not get caught!"
"OH my lord, look!" says Mrs. MacLocklan pointing down the street.
Coming up the sidewalk in Henry Mejeur a retiree friend of Mrs. MacLocklan. Walking his dog Fontlaroy, a large Newfoundland male, the two came closer and closer to the debotchery going on in the front lawn.
The Master looked up as the scent of dog touched his nostrils. Henry, used to seeing all types of orgies from the sorority houses along Frank street paid no attention to the sights.
Fontlaroy was not so calm about the sights and scents of sex going on just a few feet away. Even as he walked beside his owner Fontlaroy's large pink and red cock strained out of his sheath, rigid and ready.
The Master pointed one of his whore satyrs to look at the pretty puppy. A Senior girl satyr stood up and slinked over to greet Henry. "Sir may I pet your doggy?" asked Ellen Mayville, daughter of the town Mayor.
Henry stood still for a moment and then asked about the costume party and when it might at last be over? Ellen paid little attention as she cupped her fuzzy palms about the doggies' now red hot shaft.
Fontlaroy not being a good church abidding doggie bounced up and stuck his cock into Ellen's mouth. Henry took exception to her attentions at this point and placed a sound kick of his boot to the side of her head.
"Whores, and vile ways, what would your parents say to such actions you display?" said Henry as he yanked Fontlaroy back and his cock out of Ellen's mouth.
Suddenly the Master satyr stood nearby. "Forgive her young manners, she has not yet matured into the satyress ahe will soon become. I am Cedius, Master of this my growing herd. I would offer you to be a part with these too but your age speaks poorly of just what you will become. I might have a place for you if so inclined to be a simple helper?" asked the tall and naked satyr.
Henry a veteran of two wars knew his technique for fighting off offenders such as this tall galoot. A swift side kick of his right leg came all too close toward the large ball sac of Cedius.
Cedius, experianced as well reached out taking the jutting leg in one hairy hand. "A kick like this behooves' a proper reward!" Closing his eyes, Cedius calls down the Princes of darkness to do his biddings.
Fontlaroy sat patiently his tongue lolled out the side of his mouth. Henry fought to regain his stance and retrieve his leg from where Cedius now held it.
"You Henry Mejeur shall learn tollarence under my firm hand!" said the Master satyr as he pointed to Henry.
Janice and Mrs. MacLocklan moaned in mutual grief as the old man began to cry and whine as the pains welled in his body.
Cedius broke not his gaze on Henry as the man's face, head, and ears rapidly change from human to Burro. Shoulder swelled as the shirt and sweater tore in shreads. The buckle on his pants flew off at thighs bloomed larger. The old man screamed either from the agony of change or his terror. Quickly the Princes of Darkness finished their work.
In just minutes the eighty year old man was changed from human to a large sandy gray haired Burro.
"Henry, Henry!" called Cedius to the long eared Burro.
Henry looked up at the face of Cedius.
"Henry, to you I leave your memories intact! As you travel with my herd you shall bare the burden of carrying the favorite satyress who does my bidding. Not a day will go by lest one or more of the young satyr's won't suck your cock stiff. Each day and for a long time to come you will be a part of this throng, a sex toy for all to enjoy. Do not fight the urge to join, your not the type they let into church!" said Cedius with an evil laugh.
Ellen stared at the dark skinned sheath and reaching her hairy hands out, she touched Henry. A nervous jump from the Burro soon proved to make him very erect for the first time in many a year.
Mrs. MacLocklan could hold back nolonger. Getting to her feet she stormed off the porch and began walking toward Ellen, Henry, and Cedius.
"You evil monster, sent from the Devil of hell to make people do your sexual whims! Damn you to Hell for what you just did to my dear friend Henry! I curse at you and your kind....................!" suddenly by the upheld hand of Cedius, Mrs MacLocklan came to an abrupt stop.
Laughing a cruse and evil laugh Cedius stepped between Eleen, Henry, and up to Mrs. MacLocklan who was frozen in stride.
"Curse me do you! This street is overflowing with ugly old people! Henry was your friend, he shall remain your friend as you his mate!" holding up his hand again he made a quick wave as the Princes of Darkness swooped down over the lady.
Janice cupped her hands over a mouth willing to scream as like Henry the lady changed to a all gray haired Burro. Breathing so heavy from fear Janice almost let out a scream.
"There now, Henry meet your mate! Ellen let this stud enjoy this old cunt now a young Burro's cunt. Dwell deep Henry, feel that twenty inch shaft plunge and thrust. You Lady Burro, keep him satisfied and I shall reward your lust, you'll see!" with that he let the Burro's learn the new technique of humped and mounting. The snorting and huffing of two large animals soon echoed the street.