Tim began backing away from Linda his Satyress sister. He dared not turn his back to her for fear of what she might do, or from what she had become, could do to him.
"Oh Tim, brother dear, look at me, look me in the face and tell me true that I am now more than just your sister, I am a Satyress, and my reason for living is to bring men pleasure." Linda said, though knew some of what she said was a ploy for gaining of sensations she had a dire need to feel. Indeed, her becoming a satyr female meant she would in time change mentally as be then a nymphomaniac.
Tim was near to the open bedroom door-doorway when his view looked Linda in the face, as their eyes met, and he became hers to control.
"Closed my bedroom door there brother of mine!" Linda ordered of Tim.
Tim did as he was told, and closed the bedroom door as pressed the locking button on it to assure the two of them were there together in privacy.
"Good boy, now come to me, yes come closer, as kneel and prepare to do for me what you would have if our dad had not come knocking at my bedroom door." Linda said, her tone of voice more a demand to obey than how she had coaxed Tim to her before.
Tim came to stand and then to kneel before Linda, their mutual gaze never breaking as his eyes felt the burning stare of a Satyress.
"Tend to doing me your manner of honor to a sexy Satyress, come now, poke out the tip of your tongue and give me that manly slurp of a lick." Linda said, she coaxing her brother to do to her what she had wished of so many a male friend should, would, or could.
Tim shivered when the tip of his tongue parted the lips surrounded by goat fur.
At that instant of touch the infection tainted another person, and Linda felt something inside here seem to feel aroused by the lick.
Just then and round two of the morning wake up service by dear ole dad happened, but he was too late this time for stopping his son from taking a large reverse step in human evolution. A harsh knock at the bedroom door found it as locked, this being something the family father would never tolerate. As he was prepared for such an intrusion to his ruling the household and kept a small pin-size screwdriver readily available for such improper instances.
Tim was by then delving as deep down the vaginal canal of his furry sister as his tongue could reach. As well Linda was feeling unholy and enthralled from the sensations, she failed to take proper note of her bedroom door knob turning, as next the door swinging open.