Hunt to feed Wife - Chapter 6

The Satyr
Name : Rytas.
Residing : Mountain Ain
Position : –
Age : 30 years old
Height : 6’5 Feet
Ears : Goat like
Horn : Goat like
Tail : Goat like.
Legs : Goat like.
Skin : Brown
Hair : Brown
Beard : Brown
Eyes : Brown
Beauty meter :2/5
Weapon : Reed Pipe
Skills. : Playing it
• Blowgun.
1. Can control nature by playing songs.
2. Blowgun range 50 yards.
3. Can run and climb
•Super speed (they have goat legs)
Target :- Snow Fox

Goat Man!
Eva looked curiously at the man or say half man.
He was naked.
Yes! If you don’t consider those hairs below the waist as clothes. His both legs were thin and sleek like a… goat, and hooved.
Two majestic horns crowned his head. The beard on his chin, bulging chest muscle gave him a manly look.
As usual, THE DARKNESS took over the planet… Oooh, the hall!
A goatman with a wine glass in hand was climbing on a snow-covered mountain.
A drunk person rock climbing; he was doing pretty good!
He swayed a little but never fell down. Somewhat slipped, but never fell.
Besides, he continued relentlessly and the wine glass never left his hand.

A pair of snow foxes were immersed among themselves. Love was in the air.
One on top of another. Both engaged in carnal pleasure.
Looking at a target in front of him, Rytas loaded his windpipe and held it in his mouth and blew.
The drunk and swaying Rytas obviously hit… the target. It was a hit.
Both were hit.
The lovers left the world together in each other’s arms.

The hall illuminated.
Rytas stood in front of Eva proudly holding a pair of snow white fox fur scarves.
Eva was sobbing angrily.

She watched porn for the first time in her life
(She won’t admit it but we saw her looking
through slits of her hands that covered her face).

Watching porn for the first time but when it
came to the main part, it ended.
That too with their death!

“You, you! Why did you shoot them? The poor husband and wife were enjoying lovemaking in the open. Who would have known that they will die at the height of their happiness? Can you imagine the pain of dying on top of someone? You won’t know their pain unless you die the instant you make love to your Beloved.”

“No, I didn’t want to kill both of them, I was
merely drunk. So, my aim missed to some extent, hitting them both.” The satyr complained.

“Don’t you know, how harmful drunk hunting is!
Huge Accidents can occur. Why don’t you simply stay home when you’re intoxicated!”

Her words echoed again.
‘Why does it happen everytime I speak’
There was another victim to Eva’s words.
The CURSE….. :'(
The satyr was unable to have sex with his loved one, he became more and more lustful. If this wasn’t enough he became an alcoholic.
His part below the waist, the front of the body between the legs, always stood erected,
Never went soft! EVER!
Targeting their beloved nymphs.
Who ran away from them…..
That became the fourth curse of the Red-eyed witch!

Creator’s thoughts:
True story. Believe me. Or you can just google it 😛
His is always erect…