Park Ranger Goes Wild Pt. 04

"Oh YES!" Layla cried, her voice echoed through the trees! She had her satyr seated on a flat stump and was riding him furiously! The past week had been a change to her routine. If she wasn't doing her twice a week check ins at the tower or eating a meal, she was in the woods! She spent her days and nights fucking her satyr, pleasuring herself, or simply enjoying solitude in the woods!

Layla could tell she'd changed, the girl who took this job wouldn't have spent her days nude and full of cock. But she was now almost entirely a satyress and that seemed to be her natural state! Oh it was a wonderful change!

Layla's tail and ears flicked in pleasure as she felt a small orgasm roll into another one! Her hands found her now elegant curled horns and she held them. Her lover squeezed her bouncing rack, playfully kissing and biting her nipples. Layla's toes curled, reminding her that she wasn't yet a satyress. She wanted hooves! She wanted her to leave her humanity behind, to revel and fuck all day!

The satyr thrust in time with every bounce she made on his cock and growled into her bosom, and she loved it! He'd spoken to her for the first time out of her dream the night they fucked on their bed of flowers! His voice was soft and arousing, and he was hers! The satyr didn't speak much still, but every word was worth it.

The pair now both engaged in dirty talk when they had sex, and his voice could drive her into a lustful frenzy when she was in the right mood. Layla was brought back into their rabid fuck by her lover's voice "Take it all." He whispered into her ear. Layla ground her hips harder and harder as her breath became shaky, her moans turning to high squeals of ecstasy!

The satyr's hips flexed and his cock tensed as he filled her with more cum! He growled and wrapped his arms around her body, holding her tight and close. Layla threw her and around him, clasping his face to her breasts. The pair's moans slowly turned to heavy breathing as they settled.

Layla felt her lover's pulse inside her, still fast. The woman trembled from the sensation, and buried her face in her satyr's neck. Their horns clacked together and the pair giggled. His hands rubbed her thighs gently, fingers moving back and forth. She felt his hands brushing a now short coat of fur as he caressed her and smiled.

Layla wiggled her toes, disappointed that while she now had the furry lower body of a satyr she still had human feet. "I'm almost done I think." Layla muttered before planting a few kisses along her satyr's shoulder. He glanced down at her black furred legs and smiled.

"You're going to be perfect." He said before planting a kiss on Layla's cheek. Despite the absolutely raunchy and sexy nature of their relationship this is what made her blush. They'd been getting more and more intimate and gentle, and she was loving it!

"When I'm your satyress, what will we do?" Layla asked, rolling her hips to rub his cock against her O spot. Her lover let out a low moan as he started making shallow thrusts in time with her hips. Layla straightened up and looked the satyr in his eyes, grinning as she began to feel her second wind coming.

"We will do this," the satyr answered "we will enjoy each other, love each other, and we will make these woods echo with our love." He said as his hands ran up and down Layla's back. She let out a long moan as his fingers dragged down to her fuzzy ass. He gave her a playful spank and she yelped in surprise!

"Yes!" Layla exclaimed as she began to bounce up and down on her lover again. His cock grew harder as they fucked, and he gripped her hips and began pushing her down into every thrust he made. Layla wanted to be filled to the brim with cum, and he would gladly fill her!

Layla and the satyr made love until the sun began to sink in the sky. A rhythm of vigorous fucking, followed by gentle cuddling, building to a new round of passionate sex was repeated several times before they each fell to the forest floor. They lay about an arms reach apart, holding hands with their fingers laced together, and their chests rose and fell with heavy breaths. They drifted off to sleep, the songs of the birds and bugs were their lullaby...

Layla awoke in a wonderful way, a pair of strong arms held her tightly. Her back was pressed into the chest of her lover, and his hands clutched to her breasts. Occasionally one hand would tighten its grasp for a moment, and Layla couldn't help but gasp or moan softly. Even asleep, he had her ready to fuck, maybe she should wake him up?

The next time her satyr's hand dreamily squeezed her tit Layla pressed her ass back into her lover and wiggled it against his cock. Her furry tail brushed across his hips, and she felt a series of powerful pulses begin to raise his dick from its flaccid state.

Layla reached a hand back between their waists and quickly took hold of her satyr's cock and began gently stroking it. A warm breath tickled the back of her neck as his grip on her breasts began to turn to a slow massage. Her love made a teasing bite at her ear as he slowly thrust in time with her strokes of his cock.

Layla felt herself getting wet between the legs as a hand left her tits and slid down her belly. As the skillful fingers teased her slit she let out a soft gasp and wiggled her hips. "Get me wet enough, then mount me." She commanded in a sultry voice as she lifted one leg to give the satyr clean access to her pussy. He wasted no time as he began to finger her, sending jolts of pleasure up to her chest.

Layla struggled to keep a rhythm jerking him off as his thumb found her clit and gently pressed on it before flicking from side to side! The satyress to be bit her lip and arched her back "Keep doing that!" She moaned as her free hand gripped one of her curled black horns. She hoped this would be the sex that finished her transformation!

Soon Layla couldn't take it any more and pushed the satyr's hand from her pussy, and rolled to face him "I need you to fuck me!" She demanded! Before she could move she was pushed onto her back and her lover was on top of her kissing her chest. Layla moaned as his lips explored her breasts, she pushed her chest up and he playfully bit one of her nipples!

"I said fuck me!" Layla cried out as she spread her legs wide and rolled her hips. She shot a hand between their bodies and grabbed the satyr's now throbbing cock. Before he could react she lined up her pussy and with a swift move of her hips engulfed his dick in her wet hole. The pair both let out loud moans of ecstasy!

Layla wrapped her furred legs around her satyr's waist and forced him deeper into her as she groaned in pleasure. He began thrusting into her, not bothering to start slow; he pounded into her with sexy growls and moans. Layla dragged her nails down his back as she screamed into the forest!

Layla felt her toes curl after a particularly deep and hard thrust, but the sensation was different! Her big toe and second toe moved together, and her other three toes did the same with each other. It took all her focus to stay aware of these changes as her satyr fucked her. She wanted to feel the last transformation!

The satyr continued his wild thrusts, and kissed Layla's neck and chest as he did. Layla to her credit stayed as focused as possible on her last changes though. Her ankle raised up on her leg, increasing the length of her now only two toed feet. Her toenails fused into two large hooves, Finally!

As Layla's hoofed feet narrowed the hooves took more refined shapes, each foot now ended in a pair of teardrop shaped hooves. Layla felt something else changing, not her body but something else! Her very soul took a new shape!

Layla looked up, holding her lover's face in her hands as their eyes met. His gaze went from lustful to knowing "you're one of us." He said as his thrusts slowed for a moment.

Layla smiled, she belonged to the forest now. She rolled her hips and felt the satyr's cock rub and press against glorious points of pleasure within her, and her lover sped up his pace again!

"Bend me over," Layla requested "I want it like that!" And swiftly the pair got into position! Layla stood bent over their stump from the previous night and wiggled her ass at the satyr teasingly, her tail raised high. As she turned back she felt her lover's hands grip her hips, and she playfully stamped her new hooves.

As Layla's satyr lined up his first thrust he spanked her strongly enough to send a ripple across her ass and make her ears twitch. Before Layla could tease him more he delivered a powerful thrust and buried his cock completely into her pussy! She let out a chest shaking scream of absolute pleasure as their sex found its wild pace!

The primal fucking had Layla's tits and long black hair swinging back and forth, each thrust pulled a moan from her lips! "Oh, Oh, Oh!" She cried as her lover let go of her waist and grabbed her horns, pulling her to a full standing position and wrapping one hand around her chest!

"I'm yours! Fuck me yes!" Layla shouted before descending into raw moans and growls of sheer pleasure! The satyr growled and groaned as he thrust again and again, his hand taking hold of her breast and squeezing it. Her lover used his other hand to turn Layla's face towards his, briefly clacking horns together, before kissing her.

Layla's legs shook as she was fucked free of the burdens of humanity, the pair rutted as satyr and satyress! Never again would she leave the forests, she would forever belong in the wild spaces. Layla's eyes rolled back as another thrust filled her up exactly how she needed!

Lust was now a part of Layla's core being, and she needed to sate it! "Please fill me! Mate me my love!" She cried as she shivered in ecstasy! Her satyr delivered powerful thrust after thrust, and his cock tensed inside Layla each time! The satyr soon filled his satyress, who felt the warm load fill her.

Layla wore a wide smile as she moaned, feeling the satyr's cum begin to drip out of her. Her lover slowly brought her to the ground, remaining deep inside her. They eventually came to rest, spooning on the forest floor. Layla was home, and she was ready to begin her new life...

A year had passed, and the satyress had left behind any vestige of her previous life. She started her day the way she did when her mate was gone, and pleasured herself as the forest woke with her. Once she had cum to her satisfaction she made her way to the river, and washed herself.

As she sat in the water the satyress mused on her first year as her new self. The first month after leaving her station she witnessed the search, weeks of humans walking through the forest, investigating every detail of her former living space. She felt bad that she couldn't tell them they would never find the woman they searched for, and that who she was now didn't need rescue.

The forest creature's ears flicked happily, as she rubbed her body and scrubbed the dirt from her. Once the search for the lost park ranger had stopped, the woods were peaceful again. The satyress and her satyr spent many days locked together by love and lust. As they moved deeper into the woods they filled the air between the trees with the sounds of their fucking.

The pair began to travel each day separately so as not to be distracted by the other. The satyress felt a magnetic pull, and soon discovered what was attracting her to delve so far into the wilds. One night she stepped into a clearing, at the center of which was a tree unlike any other.

The trunk was hollow at its base, and a dwelling had been constructed within. As the satyress entered she saw a bed, a hearth, and shelves of harvested food. The best thing she found though was her mate! He stood, cock ready and the pair spent the next day and night rutting and fucking in every conceivable position in their new home!

Once the pair had settled the satyr started to teach his satyress what she needed to know, and how to be one of them. She learned that the spring and summer was a time to make love often, and their need for sex would be highest in those seasons. She was thrilled to learn that she would rarely need ask to be mounted, simply bending over at the right time and place was provocation enough to her lover.

The satyress learned fall and winter were times of rest, while not as intense, it was a time for long nights of slow lovemaking. As the cold drove them inside they would spend the days cooking, and doing their other chores. The pair would then give in to their passion come nightfall, and the satyress was often fucked to sleep so sweetly by her mate.

Early spring, the lovers took time away from each other, wandering the deep woods. They let their desire for each other build, and grow more and more intense each day. Before they parted, her satyr had told her to look forward to their reunification, a day each year worth celebrating.

Their need and desire for the other would become stronger, enough to draw them together in their wanderings. When the pair reunited they would likely have sex for days with only the briefest of reprieves to drink and eat to sustain themselves. The satyress wanted that day to come soon!

Her hands had wandered in her bathing, one massaged and played with the satyress's full breasts while the other has now between her furred legs. As she pleasured herself the sound of her own moans and the flowing water of the river covered the sound of hooves approaching.

As the satyress grew closer and closer to cumming she heard someone clear their throat. She turned to the riverbank and saw her satyr wading in "Mind if I join you my love?" He asked as he approached. She smiled and hurriedly waded to him, meeting halfway and pulling him into a deep and needy kiss.

After a few moments they began to grope each other, and the satyress felt the satyr's cock grow hard against her. "Let's make this a day we can't forget!" She said as she and her lover moved to the shore, finding a perfect rock to use as a platform to fuck one another. Soon their spring rut began, and the forest echoed with moans and screams of pleasure. The satyress had no regrets, her new life was perfect...