Kevin
A transformation story containing gay sex and satyrs. Hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think folks.
Kevin has always liked nature; Walking over hills and meadows, hiking through woods and in the mountains. Although he kept himself lean and fit with regular visits to a gym near to his home he felt that there was nothing better than a good long walk far away from marked trail; Every obstacle in his path only another way to push his body even more.
So he was even happier when he finally was able to make his way to Europe officially to find out a little bit more about his family's history, unofficially to test his prowess on the multitude of different landscapes that stretched over the old continents surface and could be reached without losing too much time indifference to the vastness of the US.
On that particular day he marched through a forest filled by huge boulders smoothed by millennia of elemental forces. The leaves of the trees were blocking almost all the sunlight only permitting a few rays reaching the ground almost causing a magical aura. Still the trees didn't prevent the day's heat from reaching the woods ground but blocking out the wind and with that causing a pretty damp and hot climate.
Still Kevin loved it and it took several hours until he finally decided to take a break near a little creek that flew down between numerous of the big smoothed rocks. Always being very comfortable and not shy about his body Kevin peeled his sweat soaked clothes from his body, showing of his muscular but hairy legs and arms, although there was no human far or wide who could have been angered by this open display of nudity. His defined chest was covered by light dust of hair while a treasure trail lead towards his thick cock surrounded by trimmed hair. He stretched before moving over to the small creek, letting the warm air sweep over his body, and splashing some water over his arms and legs to cool down a bit.
"Well, well what do we have here defiling my creek?" Kevin suddenly heard someone say. Surprised by the sudden arrival of someone else he looked around but found no one. "He I am sorry I will leave!" He called out still the person didn't show itself. "Hm yes we could simply let him be!" The young men heard someone else but it wasn't as if the spoke out loud more as if they were in his head. "Oh but it wouldn't as much fun wouldn't it brother". The first replied. "He don't mess with me and come out of your hiding"; Kevin called out changing his stance showing off his toned physique as if giving them to know that he was no person easily messed with.
"Oh he is a feisty one! I like that!" The first voice remarked. "Never understood your preferences, but I do have to admit I like his scent!" The second replied. Openly gay Kevin was on one hand somehow flattered about the strangers' attention toward him on the other hand he was more than a little anxious who they might be, one could never knew about people in foreign countries.
"Are you afraid of me you creeps and keep just peeking!" He blurted out only to be met with a short silence. "Oh can we let this accusation sit on us dear brother!" The first voice suddenly boomed in Kevin's head. "No certainly not and I think he has deserved our whole attention!" The second retorted before Kevin noticed some movement between the rocks.
As soon as the two appeared in front of him Kevin stared at them disbelievingly is mouth dropping open. He had seen such creatures in pictures or read about them in some furry stories, believed them to be never more than figures in some horny fantasies but howsoever he suddenly was really afraid. "It seems we have frightened him!" One of the creatures said slowly moving over on dark brown furred goat legs. Flicking its tail and looking at the human with curious dark brown eyes, before gently touching Kevin's chest.
"Hm it seems he really has swallowed his tongue!" The creature said scratching himself behind one of his goatish floppy ears. "Well that must not be a bad!" The second retorted moving over now as well. Kevin looked at them in disbelieve, besides being half goat they looked quite good, he had to admit. Their torsos being defined, and showing of an ample amount of body hair their chins covered by wild looking goatees while horns protruded from their heads; the first ones a bit longer and while the seconds were more curved.
"Well what shall we do with him brother?" One satyr asked the other, who grinned; "Well what we do best and I think he will enjoy it too. I can't wait to get that thick cock into my mouth!" The asked one replied moving closer to Kevin whose face paled as he recognized what they had in mind for him. Not that he would have minded if both of them would have been human, but they being satyrs started to freak him out more and more by the minute.
Just as he wanted to start running the first satyr engulfed Kevin's cock with his mouth while the other one wrapped his arms around the human teasing his nipples. He struggled but when his dick began to react Kevin's will to fight started to die. Seeing the satyr head bobbing between his hairy legs and the sensation his cock sent to his brain he soon became like butter in the hands of the satyrs.
The second one had started to grind his groin against Kevin's bum. The bulge slowly growing before a slick goat like member slipped out of the protective sheath attached to the satyr's lower stomach. Kevin felt how the slick member entered him and moaned in ecstasy as the satyrs cock massaged his prostate. The penetrating satyr caressing all of his sensitive spots around his body making Kevin's cock twitch inside the sucking satyrs throat.
The clearing was filled by the threesome's moans and bleats as they reached their climax together. The sucking satyr gulping down the human's seed, knowing it was the last time the seduced one would ever again produce it. Kevin had never felt such bliss as the second satyr coated his intestines. He wanted to say something but his thoughts were fussy and he dozed off right at the spot the satyrs had taken him.
The satyrs looked at the sleeping human before they left him laying there, mischievous smiles on their faces as the thought what soon would become out of him.
When Kevin woke he stumbled to his feet looking around for his harassers but didn't even find a hoof-print. Sprouting a massive erection he soon put it off as some kind of erotic dream, probably because of not having any action during the last weeks. He masturbated to get this boner down and collected his stuff before moving on oblivious to the tingling feeling in his ass.
Weeks passed and Kevin had finally returned home the strange "dream" almost forgotten, when his best friend Bill called him asking if they might hit their favorite gym. "gym" was quite the wrong name for the place besides a hall full of all possible training equipment it had a running lane and a huge pool for those who preferred swimming over running. While they were in the dressing rooms Kevin started to feel strange. He never had been that aware of the musky smell of male sweat and when looking at Bill, who was of similar height and build like him, undressing, pictures of him and his friend going at it in earnest flashed through his mind.
He brushed it off thinking; "What's going on I know Bill is straight why am I having such fantasies". He brushed it off when his friend walked over; "Hey ready to hit the weights?" Kevin nodded and both left for the gym hall. When the pushed the swinging doors apart Kevin was yet again hit by a multitude of smells, making him stop in midwalk shaking his head. "Hey bro? Are you ok you suddenly look kind of pale!"; Billy asked in concern. "Yeah I am fine probably just a bit tired from the flight". Kevin brushed it off and the both went forward the walking mill for the warm-up. The next five minutes Kevin felt well again but when two other gym visitors walked past him he was hit by their smell and getting off balance he fall from the walking mill. Bill helped him up again; "Dude you really don't look so well maybe you should head for the showers I will just finish this and will bring you home later!"
Kevin just nodded moving forwards the dressing room. Every passing man's scent making him feel light-headed. Inside the locker room Kevin stripped of his clothes to find his cock half hard. He shrugged it off while wrapping a towel around his waist slipping on plastic flip flops on his size 13 feet to protect himself from some foot fungus infection and move to the showers.
The water seemed to clear his mind and he started to soap himself. While massaging his head he felt two bumps just above his brow. "Odd I don't remember hitting my head when I fell"; He thought while his hands moved further down his body starting to absently minded stroking his semi hard cock that soon swelled to its full size.
Kevin let out a silent moan feeling the water flowing over his increasingly sensitive nipples he stopped stroking his thick member in favor of massaging them. In the meanwhile his penis slapped against his belly while Kevin swayed his hips. Soon a dark fold of flesh started to sneak up from the base until an animalistic sheath had formed attaching his thick cock to his lower belly just a dark red inhuman tip peeking out of the dark fold's opening.
As he tried to take his thick dick into his hand again, Kevin grabbed into empty space. At first he fought he might still be dizzy from the previous accident but after a second failed attempt he opened his eyes to be greeted by totally strange looking genitals. He gasped in terror as he say the inhuman sheath with the strange a little twisted red tip poking out of the thick skin fold and below that his balls had descended further and almost doubled in size.
"What the fuck!" He cried out and started to panic. Grabbing his towel he rushed out the showers only to stumble over his own feet, in front of the lavatories, and fall down on his face. His breath was rigid when he gathered himself once again and sat up to look at his strange chunk when he recognized that his already dense leg hair had gotten even denser. With big eyes he examined them further till his view reached his feet still clad in the black rubber flip flop.
"Oh great now I have hurt my toes as well; He exclaimed and drew one of his size 13 feet closer so he could examine it. But what looked at first as if his second and third two had darkened from a strong hit, proved to be a thickening of the keratin at least three times of its normal strength.
He touched the thickening nails when in front of his unbelieving eyes his feet started to grow in length until his rubber flip flops where dangling on at least size 18 boats. The feet slimmed down forward the heel and his big toes and the two smallest had started to move further up the feet.
"No that's not happening I got a concussion from the fall!" He cried out nervously and started to pull himself up on one of the lavatories only to get a very disturbing look of him in the damp mirror. "Holy shit"; Were the only two words he exclaimed as he looked at his own face in utter disbelieve; "How..?" He tried to grasp the situation moving his hand over his face. His chin had suddenly grown a dark brown goatee. His hair instead of being short and spiky had started to grow shaggy and long. The bumps he had felt under his probing fingers in the shower before had become bigger and a stretching feeling at his head's sides made him aware of his suddenly pointy and still growing ears.
"That can't be...it was just a dream, that's not real!" Kevin stuttered when touching his growing ears. Staring at his changing self the sound of the locker room doors made Kevin squirm, no one should see him like that. He tried to move as silent as possible on his changing feet already walking in a digigrade stance as the proportions of his legs had shifted more and more. He peeked around the corner to find who had entered the locker room, at first he had thought it might be Bill but instead saw a young man with short blond hair opening one of the lockers, a suddenly arousing smell filling the air.
It was odd Kevin wouldn't have spared such type of man even one glance but now he couldn't take his eyes of him and his now satyr groin started to tingle. With a scrutinizing few he looked the man from the top of his slightly gelled hair over the in dark colors striped T-shirt, shorts and average hairy legs down to the brown leather sandals. He estimated him about roughly 5.7 and his age and was now looking for something in his bag.
Pictures of fucking the man flashed through Kevin's mind which became increasingly fast that of a satyr. His human side not longer in control he sneaked up onto the stranger. He thought of having an easy conquest but the man struggled hard to shake off the attacker who had sneaked up behind him. He tried to get to turn around to get a look of the attacker who now pressed him against the lockers but a strong and large hand was holding his arms while the other moved around his waist to loosen the belt before pulling down his shorts and trunks in one fast pull; "Stop it you faggot". The satyr Kevin heard the man shout still squirming against his grip. Kevin or at least his new satyr self now knew why he felt attracted to this man; he was a fighter and he would like such one for his herd.
Kevin rubbed his sheath against the men's crack bleating in lust as the sensitive folds rubbed against the men's skin: Soon his satyr dick had started to swell and his now dark red and slick cock bobbed out of its sheath gliding against his victims crack lubing it for what was to come. The man pleaded for mercy but Kevin wanted none of it and with rutting movement and the men crying out in pain he penetrated the virgin hole.
At first he gently moved his hips so that the men might start to enjoy the session but it took a fair amount of time until a first moan left the harassed ones mouth while further changes washed over Kevin has the dense hair on his leg finally became a thick coat of dark brown fur. The two small horns pressed threw the bumps on his brows growing bigger and starting to curl. The man's fight had died down, bracing himself against the locker while his body started to betray him in enjoying the new sensation as the satyr behind him had begun to caress and stroke his nipples and cock. Finally their moans rose and their breaths grew rigid as the climaxed together the young man splattering his seed on the locker room doors while Kevin came inside his victim coating him like the satyr had done with him. With that the last change to Kevin's body occurred as a short tail pushed out his spine finishing his transformation into a full satyr.
Wasted the young man slipped to the ground, getting a look at his attacker at the first time. He would have cried and run but his body wouldn't do as he wanted and he dozed off marking the beginning of his own change.
Bill jogged over to the locker rooms. He got hold up by chatting with some gym buddies forgetting the time. He hadn't seen Kevin leave so he hoped his friend hadn't passed out a second time and hurt himself. The locker room seemed empty and the lights were dimmed down. He called for his friend but no one answered. Bill had a bad feeling and started to look around, when he saw someone lying on the other end of the room he rushed over fearing the worst had happened, but the person lying at the floor wasn't Kevin. It was Zack. The two hadn't much in common but talked from time to time when they meet in the locker rooms.
Bill looked at the strange situation. The other man didn't react to his calls, even stranger he was laying there half naked and it seemed as if he had just ejaculated and a dark yellow very musky substance was running down his inner thigh. But the strangest thing were the skin that had started to grow on the base of his average sized dick, and was in the process of pulling it on his lower stomach while the tip of the cock seems to be inhumanly red. Next were the feet that seemed to have grown at least two sizes and strained against the brown leather straps of his sandals.
Bill now shook the smaller man to weak him up when he heard something moving behind him. He turned around and thought of seeing a strange shadow vanishing around the lockers. Not sure what to make out of it he followed it when suddenly everything went really fast.
The satyr Kevin grabbed the newcomer and pushed him to the floor. Ben looked up and froze. He had never seen such a creature before but he recognized the face of his friend even if it was now adorned by two huge ram horns. "Kevin what..?" He tried but the satyr had grabbed his new victims head and pushed it into his musky groin; The smell and strange thoughts and feelings invading Bills mind immediately. He tried to hold back but soon started first tentatively then more and more willing to lick the inhuman cock before talking it into his mouth fully sucking it.
Zack woke his head heavy and aching. At first he thought it was a strange dream but when looking down his body he recognized his newly formed sheath and the beginning of cloven hooves on his extremely lengthened feet. If that wasn't enough for him, moans and sucking sound filled the air and he looked down the row of lookers where he saw Bill Mitchelson sucking the inhumanly thick and large cock of something that looked like a satyr out of the Greek myths.
In total panic Zack tried to stand on his reshaping legs and run but when the satyr saw his first victims attempt to flee he let out a guttural bleat which hit Zack like a wall of bricks making him topple over and fall to his knees. He tried to move on as strange homoerotic pictures filled his changing mind. His second attempt to make a run for it was met by the same response but now his human side couldn't put up with his new satyr self growing inside of him. His new instincts told him to follow his brother's call and so he returned to his maker who enjoyed being oral satisfied by his second victim. Zack's new satyr dick was fully erect as he moved behind Bill whose pants he pulled down before without any warning he penetrated the tight pucker.
Kevin enjoyed to watch as Zack became more and more like him his ears more and more goat-like standing at the side of his head while two stout curved horns started to grow out his dark blond hair as well as thin fuss on Zack's chin growing into a thick goatee. Soon Bill was sandwiched by two satyrs and as they blew their loads into him his fate was sealed as well.
The satyrs looked around as he lay at their cloven hooves, checking for a way to escape this human building. There instinct telling them if they turned more of those simple creatures they would attract unwanted attention. Finally they found an emergency exit, carrying out their latest victim vanishing into the night looking for a place to create their own glade.