Your name is James, you are 34 years old, and you are divorced, with a beautiful 13-year-old daughter. She does not live with you. You are leaving the grocery store and coming home from work, when you accidentally hit another car in the parking lot. The old lady in the other car screams stuff at you in Latin, and you panic. Out of fear, you floor your car and leave the parking area as quickly as possible. You finally arrive home, looking behind you in your rear view mirror for any sign of police vehicles and you see nothing. Thinking that you are finally safe, you leave your car, and enter your home, wondering what that old lady was saying. As you enter your home, you see a mirror in the hallway, and see a brown haired man, with blue eyes in the mirror looking back at you. You are then shocked when you notice two pimple like things on your forehead. You feel them and in amazement, you notice that they are hard, almost horn like. You figure that they are tumors, and you begin to freak out. Then you see them begin to slowly grow, and you panic. You turn around, still hearing the old ladies voice in your head, and fall over a small table, knocking yourself completely out.
As you lay there unconscious, your body begins to change slowly. Your clothes magically disappear, and your human legs begin to change into goat like legs. Your feet change into hooves, and hour genitals become larger. A thick growth of dark brown fur starts to engulf your legs and lower back. Your arm and chest muscles start to become more tone. The hair on your head becomes longer, curly, and wild. Your eyes start to become almost hypnotic too. A magical flute, with the power of hypnosis, and a whip, with the power of removing clothes suddenly appears next to you. You finally awaken, stand up, and look in the mirror. You try to scream, as you see a classical Greek satyr looking back at you in the mirror. However, you stop when it suddenly dawns on you, that you do not want to be seen like this. You then look down to see a whip, and a flute on the ground. You pick them up, and...
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