Satyr Play 02 Pt. 02

"I'm... not human? How?"

"Initially your exposure to the magic was due to an accident. Do you recall the night we were intimate?"

Sandy blushed and nodded.

"The next morning you woke and your hair was shiny and full, and you felt so good about it you decided not to get it cut."

Sandy's eyes widened. "But it wasn't like this!" she exclaimed.

"No, you'd only been exposed to a small sampling of the magic-infused essence." She watched Sandy's eyes. "Last night you received a much larger sample, and it linked you permanently to a realm of Wild Magic. Your hair is now fully alive."

Sandy realized she'd been stroking her hair on her lap. It was wrapped around her body hugging her as she was trembling.

"Sample... I don't understand."

Marisa smiled as she tried to explain. "You ingested something at the hospital last night? From Henry?"

Blue eyes widened. "OH! You mean Henry..."

"Yes, he's a conduit too. He's bound to a new realm of powerful Wild Magic. It saturates his body and consuming his essence transferred that magic to you. It's chaotic energy so how it affects Humans is random. You received this wonderful hair. I understand it's a she. Does she have a name?"

Sandy ran her fingers through it as she thought about that. She didn't feel it offer anything, just a sense of... anticipation. "I don't think she has one. She's so beautiful, I'd like to give her a name that says that."

Marisa smiled. "She's beautiful and strong! She lifted me right off my feet when we met in the hospital." Marisa stroked the gleaming hair. "How about Kesini? It means one with beautiful hair."

Sandy grinned happily, clapping her hands, and her hair swept up to wrap around Marisa in a hug. "I take it that's acceptable!" the Succubus said with a smile.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful... being!" Sandy said happily.

"Kesini, welcome!" Marisa said, and kissed the hair she gathered in her hand.

"Ooo!" Sandy sighed as she felt the kiss as well.

Marisa gave her a wicked smile. "This opens all kinds of... possibilities."

"What are you?"

Sandy and Marisa turned to face the door. Dayshia was standing there looking at them with a shocked expression. Her new larger eyes were glowing in subtle shades of blue, gold, and green.

"Dayshia! Your eyes are gorgeous!!!" Sandy gasped.

"And your hair is alive!?! But who or what is that sitting next to you?" Dayshia gasped.

"What are you talking about? You know Marisa!" Sandy scolded.

Marisa held up a hand to stop Sandy. "What do you see when you look at me, Dayshia?" she asked.

The dark-skinned beauty blinked her long feathery lashes at Marisa twice before answering. "You have pearly white skin, white hair, pointy ears, and horns!"

"What?" Sandy gasped in outrage.

Marisa grinned. "It's ok. Her new eyes are seeing through my glamor. I'm wearing a spell to disguise me as Human, so I can live and work amongst them."

"Amongst us, you mean," Dayshia corrected.

"We're not human anymore," Sandy said to her bestie.

"What are you talking about?" Dayshia snapped with a frown. She entered the room to look in the mirror above the bureau. "Oh my god! What's happened to my eyes?"

"They're lovely!" Sandy said.

"They are... but I can't go out in public looking like this!" Looking back at Sandy's outrageously long mobile hair she shook her head. "We won't pass for human," Dayshia fretted.

"You're right; you won't."

Dayshia looked to the doorway and shrieked.

Sandy looked to her friend in surprise as she saw Henry standing there. She blushed as she remembered what she did the night before and what she'd swallowed.

Dayshia rushed over to Sandy and pointed excitedly back at Henry. "It's him!" At Sandy's amused look Dayshia's annoyed scowl came back. "No! The Satyr! Henry's the Satyr!" Dayshia froze as she looked more closely at Henry, taking in the large ram horns, the downwards pointed furry ears, the broad hairless chest, his powerful arms and his furred goat's legs complete with cloven hooves. What she saw hanging between those legs took her breath for a moment. There was no question in her mind. This was the same Satyr she'd seen in Sandy's mind and had been dreaming about ever since. But that made no sense. "How could you be the Satyr when we didn't meet you until after Stanley's death?"

"What are you talking about?" Sandy asked as her face began to show her concern for her friend.

Marisa saw this and took Sandy's hands in hers. Kesini wrapped a tendril around their hands.

"Henry's wearing a glamor to look Human as well." She looked at him. "Show Sandy your true self."

"I forgot to wear my kilt. I'm naked underneath," he mumbled.

"Yes, you most certainly are!" Dayshia exclaimed.

Henry looked to Dayshia's beautiful eyes then to Marisa in question.

"She sees through glamors," Marisa explained.

"Oh!" Henry said. With a weary sigh, he dropped his glamor but moved his hands to hide his privates.

"Oh my god!" Sandy cried as a shock of familiarity shot through her. The image she'd been obsessing over for so long! She scrambled to get out of bed and rushed over to him, Dayshia right behind her.

Sandy tentatively touched his chest while Dayshia cautiously squeezed his thick bicep while her eyes locked onto his horns.

"Oh! Are we squeezing Henry this morning?" Sigrid said with a grin as she arrived at the doorway.

Dayshia looked cautiously at her and Meixiu who was standing behind the tall blonde but relaxed when neither showed any sign of being more than they appeared.

"Your eyes are so lovely!" Meixiu remarked to Dayshia with a wide smile.

"Thank you," she replied. "I still don't know how it happened-"

Sandy interrupted as what Dayshia had said earlier about the Satyr appearing before Stanley died was ringing like an alarm in her head. "Henry, how could I have a memory of you like this when we didn't meet until after Stanley died?" she asked with a trembling voice.

She saw guilt and remorse in his eyes as he held hers with his.

"I'm Stanley."

Sandy sucked in a painful breath then slapped his face. The room went quiet, and the big man just hung his head in shame.

"Why? Why did you tell me you died?!? I was devastated!" Sandy cried.

Sigrid and Marisa began to explain but Henry held up his hand, and they stopped. "She deserves to hear it from me." He looked into Sandy's eyes once more and swallowed to clear his tight throat. "Just before I went to Ireland my... disguise, the magic which made me look like the man you knew as Stanley, became... unusable. It was no longer safe to use it. I went to Ireland to get a new glamor, but when I got it, I discovered it looked nothing like Stanley. I couldn't return and claim to be the same person. No one would have accepted it. So Stanley had to die. I hated that and all the lies that went with it, but I had to go along with it to be safe and to protect Marisa, Sigrid and all of the others. And you."

"Others?" Dayshia asked.

"The Hidden Races," Henry said. "I grew up thinking I was human. My Baba- my adoptive grandmother raised me as a human and kept me in the dark about my true nature. Until the night my glamor failed, and I was suddenly... this. I knew nothing about the Hidden Races, and I'm still learning." He looked to Marisa. She dropped her glamor, and Sandy squeaked.

"I'm a Succubus. Sigrid is a Valkyrie and Meixiu is a Vampire. Before you jump to any conclusions, please know that everything you've read and seen in the media about races like ours is largely false and meant to mislead, disprove, and hide the fact of our existence. Humans have a proven tendency to kill what they don't understand. We are far fewer in number than Humans so we must remain hidden. We'd be hunted down and killed otherwise, as they did to Henry's people millennia ago. Henry is unique. The only Satyr-"

"Until last night," Henry muttered, the shame returning to his face.

Sigrid picked up the story. "Now that you're no longer Human, you're in the same situation as us. You'll need to keep your new nature a secret, to protect you and us. We're going to try to help you with that-"

"It's already been arranged. Queen Mab will give them glamors," Henry said with finality.

"Queen Mab?" Dayshia asked.

"Henry- what have you done?" Sigrid asked him with a stricken expression.

"Only what needed to be done. To repay the debt I owe," he said.

"You owe this Queen money?" Dayshia asked.

Henry looked to her. "No, my debt is to you and Sandy... and Tish."

"TISH! I forgot about her! Is she still at the hospital?" Sandy gasped.

Henry shook his head. "She's in the next room."

Dayshia grabbed his arm and spun him to face her. "YOU MOVED HER?!? She has a broken spine!"

"Had... a broken spine."

Dayshia's mouth opened and closed as she stared into his eyes. Finally, she found her voice. "Had?" she gasped quietly.

"A Fae named Ikehorn and I... we healed her. But she's still asleep, so I don't know if she has all of her sensations back," he explained quietly. When they tried to go around him, he held out his arms. "There's something else you should know. She changed too. The Wild Magic changed her... more dramatically than you two."

Kesini gently moved Henry aside to allow Sandy to enter the hall. Sigrid stood back as Meixiu gestured to the next bedroom. Dayshia followed her bestie.

When they stopped next to the bed, they stared at their friend in shock.

"Horns!" Dayshia exclaimed quietly.

"Her ears look like Henry's only her fur is black like her hair..." She shared a look with Dayshia. Kesini reached out and pulled the sheet down to expose Tish's body. She was still wearing the hospital gown.

The first thing they noticed was her arms. The muscles were larger and more defined. Tish had been an avid gym rat and kept fit, but this was... almost Henry's level of fitness.

They both squeaked with surprise when the dropping blankets exposed her black furred lower half.

"She's a Satyr?!?" Sandy exclaimed.

Tish stirred and stretched. A full body stretch, including her legs, right down to her... hooves.

"Hey," Tish said with a little smile on her lips as she looked up at her two friends. "Wow, the drugs they gave me are doing weird things to my head. You guys look funny," she said weakly.

"How... how are you feeling?" Sandy asked.

"So goooood!" she said, smiling broadly. She ran her fingers down her hard stomach muscles and, with a little frown, over her thighs. She squeezed and poked the muscles in her legs as her eyes widened.

"Uh, I can feel that. Guys! I can feel my legs! I CAN FEEL MY LEGS!" she cried out excitedly and sat up, sharply. She stared down at her furred legs ending in cloven hooves, and her eyes rolled back as she slumped back to the bed. Kesini caught her on the way down and eased her back against the pillows.

Henry entered the room and saw the shaken expressions on Sandy's and Dayshia's faces. Sandy turned to look at him.

"Why is she a Satyr?" she asked cautiously.

He frowned with a conflicted expression. "I don't know. The magic typically decides. Ikehorn suggested it was because I was in contact with her during her transformation. Tish held my hand pressed against her stomach the entire time she changed."

"Who's Ikehorn again? A doctor?" Dayshia asked.

Henry shook his head. "He's Queen Mab's man. Her enforcer." His expression turned dark. "He's the one responsible for the attacks on you, Sandy and Tish."

"WHAT?" Dayshia gasped. The others crowded into the room to hear this.

"Queen Mab wants something from me. She needed leverage, so she told her man to set up an accident for one of you. They knew I was aware of the Fae healers and Ikehorn would offer their services to heal the one he'd arranged to have injured.

"How do you know he didn't do it himself?" Sigrid barked.

Henry looked into her eyes and slowly shook his head. "He didn't. When he healed Tish, we were momentarily connected. I shared my strength and will as well as the power from the global healing spell. I... I felt his relief at being able to heal her. He'd been there. He was responsible for engineering the circumstance under his Queen's orders, but he didn't personally injure Tish."

"He's still guilty," Sigrid insisted.

"Yes, and he's aware of the fact. He apologized last night. By healing Tish, he eliminated the reason I would have for calling upon Mab for healing my friend. Except, now that I've ruined their chance to lead normal human lives, pulling them into the crazy magic shit we have to deal with, the only way I can make amends is to get them glamors of their own. The only ones with the skills to do that are the Fae. This means I have to make a deal with Mab."

"We could go to the Hidden Races Council with their case and..." Sigrid began but gave up on the point as there was nothing they could do to compel Queen Mab to do the right thing. "Shit. What does she want?"

Henry shivered as he relived the moment in the washroom of his room in Mab's Irish castle. "She wants me."

"No! She can't have you!" Marisa exclaimed.

Sandy looked worried after seeing Marisa's fear. "What do you mean she wants you?"

Henry gave Sandy a grim smile. "Mab is ancient... immortal, I think. She's an incredibly powerful witch. She's also quite mad and can be terrifying. She told me... Satyrs were the only creatures... able to satisfy her."

"She'd cripple one of us just to have sex with you?" Dayshia scoffed. "Are you sure that's not your ego talking?"

Henry gawked at her and burst into laughter. When he got control back, he smiled at her. "I wish it was that simple."

"She can't have sex with you! She's a wielder! She's linked to the old realm of magic. Your Wild Magic is toxic to her!" Marisa insisted.

Henry shrugged. "If it isn't sex, do you think she's going to ask me to rebuild her office network servers? I'm out of answers here. This is Queen Mab. Probably the second most powerful witch in existence. She can likely magic up a foolproof condom."

"Who's more powerful?" Dayshia asked.

"Baba Yaga," Sigrid and Marisa said in unison.

Sandy's eyebrows went up. "Baba? Henry's Baba?"

He nodded. "She raised me from a baby but hid all references to magic the entire time."

"Also a terrifyingly powerful being," Sigrid muttered.

"Not to me," Henry frowned sadly.

"So you just have to have sex with this Queen, and she'll give us disguises?" Dayshia asked.

Henry, Sigrid, Marisa, and Meixiu gave her looks which clearly expressed what they thought of her oversimplification.

"What? Is she hideous?" Dayshia asked defensively.

He shook his head. "No. She's as intensely beautiful as she is dangerously insane. Understand, if she is looking for sex it won't be for a quickie. She'll have something more long-term in mind." He looked away, and a violent shudder went through his body. He rolled his neck to ease the tension out of it and his shoulders. "Getting a glamor is no picnic either-"

"Henry!" Marisa barked, scowling at Henry for scaring the ladies.

"Sorry, but they deserve to know."

"Not helpful right now," Marisa asserted. She looked to the nervous women. "It's ok. I'll help ease you through it. I had to have my glamor replaced after my first night with Stanley. I overdosed on his magic. It's not compatible with the old realm's magic, so it burned out my original glamor."

"How do you overdose on magic?" Sandy asked, but Tish began making noises like she was coming around again.

Henry switched back to his human glamor. Sandy pulled him forward so Tish would see him first.

Long lashes fluttered as her eyes slowly opened.

"Henry?" she said whisper quiet.

"Yes. I'm here."

"I'm having bad hallucinations. I think the drugs are too strong. Call the nurse," Tish asked.

"You're no longer in the hospital. The drugs would have worn off last night. We had to take you out last night after we healed your back," he explained gently.

Her eyes locked on his and began to tear up. "I knew... I knew you were the only one-"

Henry winced. "Yeah. You might want to hold onto that gratitude. It was my fault you were injured-"

"Henry! You didn't force them to attack your friends!" Sigrid insisted.

"They targeted my friends because they wanted something from me," he growled over his shoulder. "Sandy, Dayshia, and Tish would have been better off if they'd never met me!"

Sandy made a sound of protest. Dayshia just gave him an evaluating look. Tish was confused.

"The fastest way to explain what happened to you is to show you. First off, magic is a real thing. Accepting that as fact will help you accept the next things you are about to see. I'm wearing a disguise made of magic. I don't know how it works, but I can turn it on and off. I'm going to turn it off so you can see the real me. Ok?" he said gently. Tish nodded nervously.

Henry moved closer to the bed so his naked state would be hidden by the mattress when he switched. He dropped his glamor, and her eyes went very wide. "Oh! It's you! We saw you! It was..." Her brows went down as the how if it slipped into her mind.

He nodded. "Yes, I'm the Satyr you saw in Sandy's mind when we were all linked. I was Stanley then."

"WHAT?!?"

"The magic that disguised me to look like Stanley... became unusable. I had to get a new disguise. When I did, it looked nothing like Stanley so I couldn't keep being him. I had to become Henry."

"Why did you tell us you died?" Tish asked quietly.

"To protect myself, and to protect people like me. People like you are now. Humans can never know about us, and you're no longer human." His eyes dropped in shame. "That's my fault too. I was exhausted and lost control last night. We had unprotected sex. The magic in me affected you three."

"Unprotected sex? I was in a bed with a broken back! How did we have sex?" Tish exclaimed.

Henry looked away as his face heated up. "You uh, you used your hand. You caught a significant amount of my... stuff. It's saturated with the Wild Magic. You... swallowed it. Sandy and Dayshia did as well, before you, just... more directly." Sandy's cheeks warmed up as her eyes twinkled with a secret thrill.

Tish nodded as she could picture that. She locked eyes with him. "You made me a Satyr?"

"Not intentionally. The magic seems to be random in picking how it will affect humans, but you were holding my hand against your stomach. Maybe that guided the transformation process? I have no idea. Magic isn't my forte," Henry said.

He switched back to his human disguise. "I'm going to arrange for you three to get glamors of your own. This way you can go back to your lives. You can never show your true selves to a human. There are a number of rules actually."

Tish nodded as she looked down at her body with troubled eyes. "So I have a new body?"

He shook his head. "It's the same one, just transformed by magic."

She slowly nodded as she thought about that. "This transformed body should feel weird and unnatural... but it doesn't. I'd- I'd like to stand up now," Tish said.

They moved back, and she sat up and slid her legs over the edge of the bed.

"I- I don't have... normal feet! How do I stand?" she asked timidly.

Henry smiled. "My first time was a little scary too, but hooves are amazingly stable."

Tish put hers on the floor and pushed herself off the bed. She wobbled just a little then settled into it.

"How do you feel?" Sandy asked.

Tish smiled a little tremulously. "Good... I feel... amazing! Strong!"

Henry glanced at Sigrid with a small smile then gave Tish and encouraging smile. "Satyr's are strong."

She frowned. "You healed my back with magic?" Henry nodded. "Yesterday, Doctor Sumeer examined me. He told me I'd never walk again. If I get this disguise that lets me look human again, how do I explain this?" She gestured at her being able to stand.