Sexy M!A: You wanna be a satyr so bad? Have at it! Let the transformation feel good too
Alli had been scrolling through so many horny posts- one hand on his willy, stroking so slowly, another thumbing through garbage to find at least one or two things to focus on, and then start the process again. Really, it had become a good way to keep an eye on texts while edging the fuck out of himself.
When the ask came in, it was in an eye closed moment, fingers circling his tip, precum dripping off it and his hand. How long had he been edging at this point? He didn't remember. There was never any point to keep track. It became almost a hyperfocus on the pleasure. Those pink eyes tinged a glowing gold.
His phone vibrated, and one eye opened. Part of him was hoping it was a reply from his elven friend- but it wasn't, and he immediately quelled that feeling.. Or tried to. The second that ask was opened, he was struck by... Something.
Maybe he could have dodged it, if he wasn't caught with his hands down his pants in a fairly literal sense. As it stood, it hit him head on, and everything turned to static for a good minute.
He came to sitting up, panting. Or trying to.. His non-dirtied hand reached up to wipe drool from his mouth, or he would have, if things were.. Where they were supposed to be. His whole face throbbed, almost in time with his dick now, and he couldn't help but gasp. Where his nose and cheeks were, a muzzle was beginning to form. It felt.. So good. His entire body felt so good.
He had to just stop moving, the oversensitivity just too much. It spread from his face down, and pooled in his stomach. Quiet moans soon became little bleats, as his back arched. Fur sprouted from everywhere, each single one a pinprick of pleasure. It was all too much. Hands that have become stubbier with cloven ends dug into blankets and towels, trying his damnedest to remain quieter while an orgasm hit.. It lasted a long time. Much longer than usual. When it was done, he was almost soaked.
Gasps wrought through his now.. Much smaller body. Clothes ripped thanks to his new shape- no longer just a skinny twig. When he finally caught his breath, the very first thing, before anything else, was go to grab his cock again.
But it wasn't there... He sat up with a bleat of worry, until he remembered, and grinned. Cloven hands moved closer to his body, to find a slit, and they played around near it. Two going in, and then three. His dick was in there, flaccid, but even just feeling around started making it hard again. He could feel the tip expand to his touch, feel it grow- feel magick begin to pulse through him to fill it.
Those two fingers moved in and out, teasing himself and his head, until it started peeking out. It was big.. Took both of his hands now to wrap around, no longer having long and slender fingers. The entire thing crackled with magick, numbing his hand as he stroked. It still grew.. And continued to, until it was almost half his size.
He could lean over just enough to lick the tip, tongue now longer. Wrapping around it, feeling the magick. From the pit of his stomach started more pleasure. A hand moved away from his penis to the stomach, and bleated softly to find hardened nipples, already leaking just a bit.
He was beyond ecstatic. Fingers squeezed one and he bit his tongue at the warmth. It wasn't much, but he did in fact lactate.. Gods, it all felt so good.. And he was so hungry. That could wait though. He had business to take care of with himself, and exploring his new form- for however long it would last.
