Coming to her senses, Kelly quickly backs away from her brother. She shakes her head, trying to physically remove the thoughts that had invaded her brain.
"No, no, no. I can't do this! You're my brother. This is too much!" protested Kelly. Nate seemed to snap out of it as well, stepping back. It's true he was her brother. He turned to Kathryn.
"What was that?" he asked. Kelly walked past Nate and went upstairs.
"What? I thought you two could have some fun together." replied Kathryn.
"That's my sister. That's disgusting." Nate sat down on the arm of the couch, running his fingers through the brown fur that covered his legs. "There's some lines I'm just not prepared to cross."
"You almost did."
"Yeah, but then we stopped ourselves." Nate got up and started walking around the room, trying to get used to walking on hooves. "I just want to set that ground rule for myself. No sisters, no siblings, no cousins, and especially no parents. Okay? Just grant me that one little caveat, please?"
"You're no fun." Kathryn looked up and saw he was deadly serious. "Oh, all right, fine. No one you're genetically related to will find you sexually attractive. But they'll still be cool with the transformation. Happy?"
"Thank you." Nate sat down on the couch again. "Now then, what does a Satyr do for fun?"
"Well now, that takes me back..." replied Kathryn.