Visitors While Nina Rests

I admire Nina's slumbering form as she rests on the soft grass; I appreciate every line and curve of her athletic physique. She is resting so comfortably, enjoying the blissful afterglow that follows the sensual release administered by my devoted followers. I can think of no better way to "encourage" her, or any human to imitate my divine form and take me (and Chloe) into their eternal worship. I hold out hope for Nina's request and stoke the golden locks from her forehead as she sleeps.

So lost am I in my thoughts that I barley notice the heightened intensity of the magick in the glade. My satyrs are doing a fine job of stoking the embers they have stirred to a hearty blaze. I wonder when the impact of the magick will manifest itself as my question answers itself.

The illusionary curtain that I have put around the glade, shielding us from preying eyes shimmers and ripples at the edge by a path leading into the glade. Two fair maidens emerge from "outside" and peer with great interest and enthusiasm at the goings on in my small corner of the universe. I sit, stroking my … beard, as I contemplate these events. Only once, long, long ago was the magick strong enough to call out to humans who were ready to join my band. They came to me with purpose and without reservation or trepidation. I am hopeful that such a day has come yet again.

The two maidens are awestruck by the events before them. They stare at Diane, crouched on all fours (an entirely natural position to her now), as Chet drives at her from behind in an attempt to distract her from her ministrations to Amy's sweet pussy. In the meantime, Amy has her hands full with Jack and Greg, not to mention her mouth, which Eliza had straddled! Still, Eliza is having her bountiful tits sucked by Kaitland and Jessica, who each, in turn squat over Jennifer and, my love, Chloe!

I approach and admire these fair young maidens. One is auburn haired; the other's is dark black that hangs straight around her Asian features. Each looks to be in their early twenties and quite lovely, at least by human standards (for the time being.) They are dressed to entice, in low slung, tight fitting jeans, and short tops that leave their mid-drifts bare. The redhead sports an adornment in her navel; a piecing that contains a precious gem that refracts the light in all directions.

The redhead points to Diane and whispers to her friend as I approach. The Asian girl giggles at the comment.

"Greetings children," I say as I draw near. "What brings you here? And why would you mock my loyal followers?"

"Oh, Lord Pan," the redhead begins, "We mean no disrespect."

"No," her friend continues, "By no means, no!"

"Then what comment brought such levity to these events?" I inquire.

"She asked me if … if I'd …I'd be able … able to ..." the Asian girl stammers.

"Take that much cock," her friend chimes in, "when we're satyresses too!"

"I can assure you, you would," I reply with a chuckle. "But how do you know of such things?" I ask to confirm my suspicions. "Have you seen my followers about in this world?"

"No, Lord Pan," the Asian responds. "We were just sitting in our apartment, talking and … and we .."

"Just knew!" says the redhead, completing another of her friend's sentences. "We walked out the door and the next thing we knew …"

"We were here!" I note that their habit of completing thoughts appears mutual.

I smile at the news this brings, while, at the same time, the forest shakes in a 10-part climax that would wake the dead. Surprisingly, Nina still sleeps. Then I turn back to the two maidens.

"You are blessed," I note, "The first to be touched by this magick in more than 5000 years. I would be honored to fulfill the desires that have brought you to me. But may I have the pleasure of knowing your names?"

"Oh, I'm Lara," says the redhead.

"And I'm April," her friend says in turn.

"And I am Pan, as you know. The blessings of eternal life as satyresses are yours. " I glance down at my growing rod. "Who shall be first?"

Lara and April lock to one another. Confusion is in their eyes.

"I think we want to do this together," Lara replies as she grabs my cock and begins to stroke it. April places her hand there too and joins in the rhythm of her friend.

"Yeah, … together." She smiles at Lara, then, with her free hand, draws her into a sensual kiss. Lara is shy at first, although friends for many years, I can tell they have never been lovers. That, along with several other things is about to change.

I nod to Lara and April, glad to accede to their request. They kneel before me and take turns at my cock. Sometimes they lick together, April to one side and Lara to the other, meeting at the tip and mixing their tongues together. At others, one sucks me deep as the other licks and nips playfully at my swollen balls. At last, this mutual attention draws my seed forth. It floods Lara's waiting mouth, she swallows as much as she can, as April licks the overflow from her luscious, red lips. When she can take no more, Lara releases my rod and places it into April's open mouth, sharing a healthy dose of my salty load with her friend.

Both shiver with delight as my transforming seed settles in and takes hold of them. They kiss each other, even more lustfully than before, as hands wander up and down their taut bodies, loosening and finally removing clothes that neither have the desire to wear any longer.

Naked, they are ready for me yet again! Lara spreads her legs wide, beckoning me to her tight pussy and April to her open mouth.

April sits atop Lara's face and gazes into my eyes, kissing me deeply as my cock impales her friend.

"Oh, Lara," she cries, "Your, your tongue, it's in.. incredible."

My attention drives Lara to the brink and beyond. In her frenzied state, she brings even more pleasure to April as well. Finally, I flood her yet again and she scream in glee and pure satisfaction.

April falls backward after her own orgasm, and spreads her legs wide for her turn at my rod. Exhaustion is a thing of the past to these "women". They are becoming creatures of lust and pleasure … satyresses!

Lara lays next to her friend, enticing April to suck on the now, forever-hard nipples of her enlarging breasts. Lara's hair hangs into her friend's face as its length expends and the red gives way to a chocolate brown. She pulls it to one side, and I note her ear rising to a point, while not yet furred, and licks at April's ballooning tits as April shudders in her own climax, spurred by the spurting of my seed into her exquisite pussy.

"Oh, Pan," April cries, "We're almost there, aren't we?" Like her friend, April now sports a long mane of chestnut locks that still complement the Asian features that remain in her face. Her body, and Lara's too, now has a rich all over tan, like after days of naked frolic in the sun.

"Yes, my lovelies," I counsel, "Once more and full satyresses you shall be!"

April and Lara moan together in mutual delight.

"Can we do it together, Pan?," Lara inquires, "Make us both satyresses at once, please?"

I would not be one to deny such a request, and am hardly in a position to as Lara and April kneel before me yet again. Their transformations so far have only served to heighten their abilities and I am on the brink yet again. Lara and April squat before me on still human legs. Each fingers the other though a thickening patch of fur that still cannot conceal their thick, ever so sensitive clits. They each moan in delight, and I enjoy the twiching that such sounds bring to their pointy ears.

They each can sense my oncoming climax, and each stokes my rod with their 'free' hand. Their mouths are wide and their long tongues extend to catch the prize that they are milking from my balls. Finally, I erupt, splattering each of them with my cum. Each enjoys a healthy swallow, before licking the remnants off my cock and each other's cheeks and breasts. Lara and April continue to finger each other, still kneeling, on legs that now have a healthy coat of fur, I relish the sound of ankles popping as their heels rise off the ground and their toes and feet, darken, section off and fuse into cloven hooves. They fall into a 69 position and lick at engorged clits that sit within sensitive folds as their tails sprout and wag happily about. They roll about, pleasuring each other to heights they never before thought possible as each wills long, curving horns forth from their foreheads.

Completed, my satyresses, Lara and April, rise and pay my homage and thanks for the blessings I have conveyed, before turning playfully to run into the glade and join their brothers and sisters in their revelry.

Satisfied that the magick is taking hold, I return to Nina as she stirs from her rest.