I began inspecting myself for other changes that Father'sillusion of Satyriness had wrought so far. My arms andchest had lost some muscle definition s...o that I was (onceagain?) on the verge of adulthood. My legs, which hadstopped itching in the night, now had a covering of shortfur, and were of a more satyri like proportion.My feet, whilst on tiptoe, were as yet unclovened and mycock was disappointingly unchanged, and distressinglyerect. The illusion spell would have to do something aboutthat. He noticed I started to tear up as I told him, "He didn't say a word. He never acknowledged it."He tightened his arms around me and hugged me tighter, "I'm sorry, baby, some people are just aasholes."I looked down at him with tears in my eyes, "Well, what can you do? Guess that is one reason I am with you. We better get cleaned up and get to the clinic." We both jumped into the shower together before heading to the clinic. After work, I left for the train thinking to myself how much I hated to. It was on the last day of January and hence when we decided to meet at her home when they are not available.We didn’t want to take any risk and hence avoided any outside places like the hotel and thought her home was the best and safe place.In the morning, I made a call to my manager informing him that I wanted a day off. Radhika told me to visit her home by around 10 am as her son will be at school.I reached her place around 10 am and parked my bike a bit far away to be safe. I reached her. .at least we'll have the summer together. Now come on, let's have lunch; it's time to leave the lovers alone." "So you don't know if he's big," Patty persisted as they turned away from the window."I haven't seen your brother naked since he was about eight," her mother lied. "And it was teensy then," she laughed as she wiggled her little finger. But she knew she'd never forget the image that was burned into her brain. Her son, asleep, naked on top of his sheets, his blood filled cock thrusting.