{a response to ‘Carnal Moon’ ~ Lilith Rose}


from my vantage point behind a gnarled tree, I gazed
upon a gaggle of naiads bathing in the lake. my plan
was quite basic for a satyr such as I: I would attack &
rape one, perhaps two, if I were quick enough.

suddenly, a shadow fell across me. I turned, & beheld a
human female, clad only in the rays of the moon, shockingly
stunning, as voluptuous as Venus herself. she approached me
without fear, close enough to drag her nails down my chest,
sharp yet tender. then she slapped my face & laughed.

thus enraged, I grabbed her & threw her to the grass. my
mouth fell upon her pomegranate breasts, & I savagely
chewed her cerise nipples.as my cornucopian horn became
engorged, she spread her legs, & I stormed the gates of her
beckoning mystery with the fury of a minotaur.

the grip of her slick flesh carried me to an Olympus beyond
imagining. for minutes, I rammed her feverishly, & she responded
with the moans & agitation of a primitive, salacious creature. at
the proper moment, her hips rose & tightened against mine, as
wave after wave of my violent deluge invaded the interior of her
pagan sanctum.

a few moments later, she crawled away, & I watched as white fur
blossomed from her skin. her beautiful face became the visage of
a wolf, snarling, but no less beautiful. her yellow eyes memorized
my fright, & she appeared to smile, if a wolf is capable of smiling.

as she departed, vanishing into the veil of night,
I wondered: what would the cubs look like…