Then I got some relief, dropped her at hotel and I left to my house. That night I didn’t slept properly thinking of her beauty, fantasizing and mast...rbating. After that day, the texts gone little personal and started texting her about sex, etc.Then it all started to have sex chat which later I understood about her fantasies and how wild she is regarding sex.She shared all her fantasies of sex with me. We became much closer, started going to movies, having sex chat every day, masturbating every. I'd read about satyrs before in mythology but I had no idea that such a thing still occurred in this modern day. But, when it happened to me, there was no denying that something very strange and very powerfully erotic had occurred with my body and with my rampant sexuality.I won't bore you with the details in this account of how I actually realized that in very lusty erotic situations I actually turned into a satyr, just let it suffice to say that one night when I was camping out under the. This was the fun part; we'd watch each other across the room and see how people would flock to us (mainly guys to her, but I received my fair share of attention — more on that later). It wasn't too long before I noticed two guys who were hovering over her. She was loving the attention and it showed. She sent me a text message that read, "these two guys just offered to fuck me silly". I felt my dick throb.Just about this time I felt my first ass grab and as I turned I saw a beautiful brunette. I’m gonna have to get a haircut soon, my hair is growing like my dick is, then I glanced down at my dick, I couldn’t help but look at it every time I was in front of a mirror. I looked back up and, WHAT THE HELL? I was standing there in front of the mirror, looking at myself, not believing it was me. I had a big chest, muscles on my arms, blonde hair on my chest, and hair all the way from my dick to my belly button.DAYYUUMM, will wonders never cease. I stepped over to the next mirror in the.