Vanessa accepts...and declines?

Vanessa milks my cock quickly as I reach my climax. Michelle and Brooke remain where they are, still slightly tentative.

“Aaaaahhhhhhh!!” I bellow my pleasure as I release my divine semen...into Vanessa’s hands. The massive release of cum dribbles in globs through her fingers.

I wonder what Vanessa intends to do, as she stares at the treasure in her palms. She licks her lips as she stares and sniffs at the pungent, tantalizing taste.

I smile as she extends my gift to her friends. “Please...taste what I’ve known.”

Michelle and Brooke exchange first glances, then smiles. Brooke takes the first taste, leaning down to lap at my seed. Michelle takes her first savoring afterwards, licking Vanessa’s hands clean.

As the girls pull each other into a delirious orgy, I beam with pride at Vanessa. Had she swallowed my seed, or rubbed it into her crotch, she would be already transforming into the form she so eagerly desires. Yet, she chose instead to give the desires of Michelle and Brooke a beginning. While Vanessa is still mostly human, she understands much of what it means to be a satyr, to hold her lovers’ needs and desires in equal regard to her own.

As my girth is refueled for more pleasure, the girls before me moan and lick each other with lustful abandon. My semen has worked its power over Michelle and Brooke. The Olympian begins to flex and writhe with improving agility, while the musician fearlessly shares her passion with her lovers.

Vanessa is the first to see me rise. “Pan, join us!”

“Yes, Lord Pan, we want you so much!” Michelle echoes breathlessly.

“Bless your worshippers, great Pan,” Brooke moans.

I face a difficult choice. Who shall be the first to feel my pleasure?