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As it happened, there was a family. The parents had and elder son and his sweet, usually kind younger sister. The parents each worked in managerial positions, often away from home for days, sometimes weeks. It was decided, that for proper supervision of their offspring, the need for a housekeeper seemed as a necessity.

An advertisement brought several applicants, but one stood out from the rest, as after she was introduced to Anna and Ken, Anna felt as if a kindred to the lady, but Ken felt nervous, he disliked her right-o-way. As yet the parents hired Miss Smyth, she a woman in her fifties, stood 5'10" and dressed smartly, very similar her style of clothing and a knock-out feminine figure; as dad gawked at her, he licking his lips as if he wanted to eat her.

Miss Smyth was given her own personal apartment, it adjacent to the main house. Bob and Alley, the parents had different feelings about Miss Smyth, as Alley liked her, Bob felt oddly aroused by a woman old enough in age to be his mother. After two weeks of getting Miss Smyth as settled into her new employment, Bob announced his plan to fly to the orient, to Singapore, and his chance at a new deal.

Alley announced that she planned to go to Atlanta, Georgia where she had a customer, a big customer wanting to see her line of costume jewelry. As it happened, Alley left first, and her husband Bob was to leave home two days later. After a few good-byes to all, Alley went on her way.

Anna overheard a heated conversation that very day after mom left home. Her dad and Miss Smyth were arguing, as dad told the woman as he referred to Miss Smyth about her prying into his private affairs.

"Affairs is what I would call it too," Miss Smyth said, as she stood looking huffy at dear dad.

"Spying, looking at my private e-mails, I demand you stay out of my work office, and tend to the children and household duties." Dad argued, he was red faced mad about something Miss Smyth took him to task about!

As they parted, dad stayed in his office, and Miss Smyth walked out into the hallway, her keen eyes spotted Anna standing behind a bedroom door, she obviously overheard what was said.

"You child, Anna come out from hiding behind that door." Miss Smyth said, but in a kind fashion.

"Yes Miss Smyth," Anna replied, she like her brother were taught to respect their elders, as Anna asked, "What about father, did you see who is writing him e-mails, I did, saw her picture too; one with her wearing clothes and quite a few with her as wholly without wearing anything but a G-string!

I think part of what father sells is women's attire, but I am not sure. I read a few of her e-mails as sent to father, and she writes about his coming as she is his mare and he her stud, but how those titles seem all wrong for the sale of clothing."

"Miss Wung-hung-low thinks your father is a stud, so then, maybe I can help him make a sale!" Miss Smyth said, she speaking with a sly sounding tone. "Anna you go to find your brother and bring him to meet with me."

Anna walked away from Miss Smyth, but continued to listen, hearing the housekeeper knock at father's study-office, as she said, "Please sir, if I might interrupt your work for a minute. Anna asked me about her having seen your Singapore lady friend, her clothed and naked pictures. She was upset and wondering, so to help her father make a sale in the orient, I think he has need of some horny enhancements."

Father stood up and baked away from his desk. He became red faced, maybe humiliated for being caught. As Miss Smyth then spoke to him, she used a weird style of speaking. What she said seemed to stun father, he standing as if again in the military, as at attention. Peering through the office door and sill, Anna watched as Miss Smyth stepped close to father, she poking her hands down the front of his pants.

As father moaned, his pants front tented, as if something large were pressing outward.

"There, that change should instill your honey to appreciating your masculinity, as you shall after mating with her, become each time as more her favorite stud!" Anna heard Miss Smyth say, and then she ran to fetch her brother.

Later, that same night, after Miss Smyth had Anna tucked in her bed, and brother, Ken was in the mansion basement, he toying with his model railroad layout. Anna was not asleep, she heard Miss Smyth tell father he should before going to bed, feel the need to check on the horses in the stables.

Father led the parade, with Miss Smyth talking, she urging him to do what she knew he felt as proper for him and the mare Bebay. Anna followed, as watching, saw then Ken come from the basement and he acting like father, as if told to do what Miss Smyth said, they walked to the stables.

Father did not look behind him, he never looked at his son Ken, but entered the dark stables.

"Practice makes for perfection, now go to Bebay, she is nervously waiting for you. That is good, now enter her stall, place both hands on her furred rump and begin messaging, the same way you do to your Singapore whore.

Good, good, now Ken you take note of your father and his technique.

Take one hand to unzip as search, grab hold, pull it out, as rub the end over her moist, winking lips.

Good, feel the swelling of your last human male erection, and of your first time having sex with the cock of a young stallion. Insert slowly, now do as you know a stallion would, but go easy, as feel thrills, know passion for furry rumps."

Miss Smyth then turned to facing Ken, as she said, "You boy, I have a friend of yours all set and waiting!"

Before Anna could disagree, or ask, she saw her brother Ken meet his best friend Dale. In the dark of night, as Dale stood in the shadows, Ken stood staring at his friend.

"Take your time boys, as Dale has something he wants to show you, as give you a real thrill, something I planned for you to live a lifetime wanting to enjoy."

Anna stood at a distance, as Miss Smyth followed the boys into the big red barn. Miss Smyth stood blocking the service door to the barn. As to Anna's surprise and sudden horror, Miss Smyth switched on the barn interior lights.

Dale stood there in the light, he looked different than what Anna recalled. Dale stood as taller, he was taller than Ken, but seemed even taller that night.

Ken unbuckled his belt, as he let his blue jeans fall to hit the barn floor. He then stepped out of his pants, kicking off his shoes, leaning forward her removed his sock, and stood upright, he wearing his work shirt only covering his manly young chest, as his maleness swung free.

Anna then looked wide eyed, she seeing as Dale stepped forward, he took to touching, holding of Ken around his maleness, fingers dancing, he fondling, as Ken, his male ember did stiffen, growing long as stiffly straight. The pair hugged and touched, while Anna and Miss Smyth watched.

"Ken do you see, feel, and appreciate your friend Dale? Did you know he had a fetish for becoming a buck goat? He is wanting to come with him, the both of you to become as satyrs, and from constant sensualities, and occasions with doe goats, you both shall become as vile goats, real animals!

Easy there Dale, you have all night and for a long while after that to know each the other in carnal ways. Take it slowly, Ken turn your backside to Dale, and feel his banana shaped, thick goat cock poke, as slip into your anus, the sensation for you as if you had a vagina.

Dale, Dale don't ram it in, do it smooth and slow enjoy the moment!" Said Miss Smyth, as Dale turned to look away from Ken, as say, "I was a man and you brought me to being now a satyr, I am a beast, and this is how I do my thing. I don't think of love between Ken and me, take me friend, feel the depths I can go. What you want I am, as from this, we will be as animals, living our lives in lust for the sensations from sex!"

"Shall I call for Anna, to come here, and let her be as a witness to you debauchery?

Ken is there a pain, you feeling morning sickness, horny, wishing you were a goat, an animal, filled with lust and need. "Miss Smyth said, as if she adored the forced sex Ken felt and his friend Dale stood giving.

"Do tell there, Ken, what do you feel for as a need, to become a nanny goat, constantly horny, you think only of your urge to have sex like a goat, what are we waiting for?"

Anna closed her eyes as Dale thrust hard and made Ken moan.

"Okay," Ken yelped, as he then admitted, said, "Yes, I wish that Dale and me, we should become as him a herd-sire buck, and me, becoming for him and many others, as a female goat, to feel getting fucked!"

"Finally, well said young one," remarked Miss Smyth."

Ken felt a feeling of getting bigger around in his groin.

By then Dale looked at Ken, as taking a stunned sense, noted, as said, "Ken, you have horns!"

"Shut up and get back to having SEX, "moaned Ken, as he back kicks a leg while all there can hear the nasty cracking sounds of his backbone lengthening, his tailbone then protruding.

"Owe, owe, I have a pain, "as Ken yelled, Dale watching, seeing his friend as stunned feeling cause eyes to go wide." Pain and the strange sounds, Ken steps forward, forcing Dale to pull free.

"NO, I changed my plan for you!" Miss Smyth said as she picked up a dry road apple and tossing it, the crusty dry horse turn smacked Ken at his stiff male member.

"What now," Ken yelled, as from inside the stables the mare Bebay whinnied, telling of her mate having fired his load.

"Step back, let Dale insert again," Miss Smyth said, "Now put it back inside him, do as I say Dale, the two of you need to live as satyrs for two years, and then, knowing lust, you shall be as bold bucks, herd-sires, enemies as male goats constantly in rut!"

Ken groaned a misery filled sound, as he exclaimed, "Dale, oh look, see here my penis, my cock, it is a goat's cock, a foot and a half the length, all purple-reddish, not circumcised now, it comes to a point!", .

"Hey, mine is red, I got a long red cock," Dale cried, as he took a deeply inhaled breath, to the yelp with a bleat!"

Ken turned to facing Dale as both stood looking at his friend. Dale reached his fingers to comb through the thick pelt of dark brown, as curly fur, sprouting out of Ken's thighs. Ken reciprocated, he doing the same to the dense curls of goat wool grown from the buttocks, thighs, and up, along, covering the spine on Dale. As goat fur sprouted, covering both Ken and Dale, they laughed when their toes merged into black cloven hooves.

Goat legs, hocks and hind feet with rather cute cloven hoofs, as Ken knelt, he blowing, giving Dale a thrill, as Dale squirming, the two reeled in lust, as the curse worked it's magic.

Anna opened her eyes to see a bunch of clothing and two very hardy satyrs sniffing the other. Ken sniffed and licked at Dale his hairy face. Dale fondling of Ken, playing with his stout as erect goat cock. The two satiric friends stood eagerly as groped the other, as Ken tried his best to begin to mount goat style. Dale leaned forward, his head held low, as Ken mounted Dale and in a second found his goal.

Miss Smyth stood there watching her works of magical art, as Ken rammed into Dale with a brutal, harsh goat manner.

Anna, dear girl, she eighteen, stood and watched her bother Ken, he three years older, as she got her first real lesson about birds, bees, and goats. "Oh Miss Smyth, please stop this, I want you to change them back, this is not right!"

"Anna, Anna, don't fret their fine as satyrs, and soon, after two years of lusty frolic, they shall change slowly, understanding what they were as to know how they are when as male goats. I have worked my style of magic, as neither one will remember you as a sister, or of your parents as parents."

Just then, the stables door flung as open, as a half naked man stood staring at Miss Smyth.

"Damn you woman, what magic spell did you put on me to do what I just did, as make my..., this to be so big, so long, beastly, and sensual?

Hey, it that my son Ken, is he now more a goat, than he was a person?" A stunned and angry father said, as scared Anna to hide behind a tree.

Both satyrs ran, Ken with Dale, his cock made a popping sound as with every stride taken running, his cock got sucked, sliding further inside his sheath. "Your dad just fucked a mare, bet that was in her tight," said Dale with a laugh!

Anna cringed at the thought of her nice brother and Miss Smyth causing the change, he magically becoming soon a buck goat.

Dale and Ken ran until after leaping several fences, they slowed to a walk. Ken was first to try learning herbivore style of grazing goat style, as on all fours. As the sun hit noon he felt weary, with his tummy full, as went to sleep beneath a spreading oak tree in the pasture.

"Aarrrrrrah, Ken moaned as he stretched while waking up in the pasture." Suddenly the taste to grass in his mouth sent an alarm off in his male mind. He with his eyes wide open, saw himself as he lay on the ground below the great oak tree.

"Dale, Dale what did you do to me?" Ken wailed, he seeing his body covered in dark brown goat fur, as the sensation of being half a goat and naked to the elements, caused quite a stir.

Needless to say, but Ken touched, felt and combed his fuzzy fingers through the curly fur grown along his goat-like legs and thighs, as they that laid out in front of him. "No please, why do I have the legs of a goat, cloven hooves of a goat, thighs, and my balls too, as I have the sheath of a goat. As to touch this furry sheath brings on pangs of sexual desire, I want to fuck!" Ken screamed his words and voice echoing through the hills.

Quickly his red goat shaft rose out of the hairy sheath, as swung angled upward, being midair in front of his face. Even as he sat looking at it, the memory of Dale and him, they both mounting doe goat's rumps, recalling the vivid memories of smells and sensation came back in his thoughts.

"Her, Miss Smyth, she must be a witch," Ken said aloud as he sat licking the pointed end to his male goat cock. "She did it to Dale and he infected me, yuck, I mounted and mated with goat last night!"

The lust from his mounting was still too much for him to realize fully, as he stroking his cock with fuzzy hands, his goat cock spewed pre streams before raining down on him a drenching of his yellow colored goat buck cum what gave the feeling of lustily unloading.

Friend Dale was nowhere in sight, Ken was alone, and wondering what had happened to his happy as moral and fun loving world.

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Meanwhile, when Anna witnessed her father as humiliated, her brother and his friend worse than humiliated, turned gay, made horny, changed into becoming as halfway to being buck goats, all she could do was to frown, as she knew Miss Smyth had caused their family to split.

The backlight of a security light behind the mansion alerted Miss Smyth to seeing that Anna had witness the debauchery."Hey there, settle down child, it is time for bed!

I will leave you a book to read for a while to calm yourself, and then turn the light out and dream, night, night." Miss Smyth said before she walked out of the room and closed the door.

Anna sat back up while in her bed, she pouting as thoughts danced in her head. Picking up the book, she saw it was a book of short stories, about Greek and Roman myths. Anna paged thru the story index and spotted the stories of Circe, Midas, and rural creatures. Anna read the story of how Circe changed men into swine, but not goats or horses.

Anna snuck out of bed and with pondering ideas about Circe, as she went to visit Miss Smyth in private room. The room looked as neat as a pin, a place for everything and every man put down in his place. As she had addressed her bedroom as ready for bed, a bottle of wine appeared on the nightstand with a note on the neck of the bottle.

Anna took the book and went to Miss Smyth's private room, and she knocked before entering, as asked, "Why, would Circe do changes to only men becoming as animals, and not ever turn them back?"

Miss Smyth was sitting in her wood rocking chair, she busy knitting, working a thick yarn, weaving it to look like a silver colored horse bridle. "Well, since you art of age, I will confide in you. Men think of women as things of their sexual pleasure!

I for one was not going to lower myself before a man and submit as a mare does to her stallion."

Anna was puzzled, "Then you are still a virgin even after three thousand years?"

Say what, who me, not quite, I have had men take me and we enjoyed the touch and feeling of our mutual love. Then when the time felt right, I would reset their fate and have them be an animal equal to the way they made love.

Some were vile and they became swine!

Some loved very strong and hugged me a lot, so they became bears!

A few were as if a royal king were there with me so gracious I looked at them as a lion among men.

Others were brash became goats, as I think of Lucifer who was so low of whit and manner he ended up slithering on his belly as the snake he truly was. Then I would walk in their midst and they would gambol upon me in hope I would show my pity them, and return their lost manhood."

"Did you ever change any back to their human self," asked Anna?

"Yes my dear I did, but found instead of a friend an enemy as they might try to kill me!

All men tend to think I was dull of sense and came after me with sword and lance. Burk was a wonderful lover, kind, and regal in his care for me. A massive lion he was for seven beautiful years, and I softened and let him return to his manly self.

I remember his eyes the fire and hate for living as a naked beast guarding my house. His hate was still in his face as he threw a lance a narrowly missed my back," said Miss Smyth she as much admitting of her being the Greek witch Circe.

"Burk got away then," suggested Anna?

"No Anna, Burk fled when he saw I was not dead. Fear took his soul as my magic consumed his rejuvenated manhood. He ran scared, as fast as he could run, blind to everything in his path. It reminded me of scared sheep how they run to and fro, never knowing which way to turn. As his feet touched the open fields, they became hooves. As he looked back to see my anger he sprouted horns. Then as he cried for mercy he bleated as the sheepish ram he remained as to his death."

As Anna paged further inside the book, she spied a print in the book showing a satyr making love, brutal with male and female as of olden days. "You are Circe, and you did make of my dear brother to be a satyr," Anna urged Circe, as Anna giggled.

"Please, oh I think it would be good fun, if the same or similar you did to Ken, would do as much for me, let me run wild, be a female satyr?" Anna asked of the woman she knew for sure was Circe.

"Why Anna, would you give up your purity, let some buck goat claim your hymen? Some girls like to feel it cum as hot, yet I never thought you were of that type." As Miss Smyth rose from her rocking chair, to walk across her bedroom, she picked up the bottle and opened the note. "Ha, that fool devil, the wine was sent by Decatur, an old friend!"

The cork gave a pop and the clear yellow liquid poured into a glass. "Here, you taste test this for me, give it a sniff, note either a bouquet scent, or a tart smell. Seems okay, well then drink it up!

Undress now before my big mirror, turn, look around, inspected your body, look for any difference. The glass of wine touched Anna at her mouth three times until she became unsteady. Hands gripped the mirror as did Anna peer at the reflection.

Her long hair began to curl, shortening her bangs, sprouting then dense curls of goat fur from her forehead and turning to fine fur that covered her face. Dark brown swept down from her face to spread around her neck, over shoulders, arms, hands, back, chest, belly, thighs, buttocks, legs, and feet. In just seconds, and her body was a total confusion as pointed ears poking out from her hairdo.

White perky horns grew out of her head and curved around her long ears. Hands pursed her flanks as the sensual feelings ran wild in her imagination and groin.

Peering into her eyes, she saw the pupils changed from brown to bright yellow. Hands held her face as the magic took her feet to another world. Her stance stretched back as feet grew longer and cloven hooves replace cute toes. Her attention turned to the stranger feeling as she watched with a smile, as her tail came into view.

Miss Smyth walked around the room enjoying her handiwork, as Anna gloated at her changed form, she moaning, making mental notes of sexual delight. Anna giggled as she spread her legs wide and looking around, she smiled. Waddling into position, Anna lowered her rump, as stood ready to make use of a bedpost on the foot of the bed as a dildo, to bring a new thrill.

"See Anna, the mind of a Satyress, you feel consumed with want for discovering sexual pleasure. The need to be in sexual thralls is paramount!

I see your lust as my bedpost works to bring raw feelings you as a teenager or a young woman never thought of as worthy to get a thrill."

The bottle tipped and more wine swallowed, as with seeing her hairy palms gave her a smile, as Anna said aloud, "Really, I must thank you in a proper way for showing me my inner self!"

"I am Anna the Satyress of love and passion," she said aloud as her hands felt her perky breasts and her winking labia.

Anna heard footsteps coming up the stairway from the living room. Ducking behind a window drapery, she saw her father coming toward Miss Smyth's private room. "Do not hide, if anything, it is he who is going to see a surprise that will change his life and maybe his form. At last Anna your brother will then be gone from this great house and not bother you again. Ah, unless he gambol about you for reprieve," said Circe."

Anna snuck back to her best vantage point, standing behind the bedroom door.

"I want to have a few choice words with you woman," an angered Father entering the private space for Miss Smyth. "Who are you, some witch, and where is Anna?" He asked, as Circe or Miss Smyth reached her arm and hand, as swung closed her bedroom door, revealing then the new Anna, a Satyress of beauty.

"Greetings foolish man, see there your lovely daughter looking like she asked to become, being the essence of erotic sensuality. She is waiting for to discover sex, as either from a male goat or anything owning a penis.

You sir, when in Singapore, mating that slut, the more you mate the more you shall become as her stud. She is there for your lust and her desire is great," Miss Smyth said, as her Circe side reached to give a hug to a horny Satyress.

"What will she do to him," asked Anna?

A satyr pleasure's a man until his sense and manhood take wing. A Satyress does the same, but she does not create another satyr, but transforms either man or lust woman to become as goats. Look to your sensual future, remain a Satyress, or gain again being a pretty teenager, as when your mother returns home she will be the widow of a horny stallion, marooned in Singapore!"