A Curse or a Blessing?

A Story by Trebor Nawoc he made for his Commission, enjoy!

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Ahan was excited. It was his first day at University, studying Archaeology under Professor Brown. As he entered the class, he looked around at all the other students. Most of them were pretty much like Ahan - what some people might term nerds - but in the corner sat a few guys who looked completely out of place. Throughout the class Ahan noticed that the guys didn't seem to take any notes, in fact they didn't take any interest at all.

Professor Brown finished his lecture by giving everyone an assignment for the day - there was an Ancient Egypt exhibition at the Museum, and the students were to write a paper based on it. The professor then dismissed the students on to their next classes. As Ahan left, he was grabbed by two of the guys and pushed into the restroom...

"Here he is Jake," one of the guys said. Up close Ahan noticed that all these guys were very muscular, like they belonged on sports teams rather than taking Archaeology. 'Jake', their leader, was even bigger than the other guys. As he approached Ahan, he started to lift his t-shirt, showing off his incredible 10-pack abs, and allowing his huge biceps to flex intimidatingly. Ahan gulped, fearing what was coming next. "Listen, dweeb," Jake said in Ahan's face. "Me and my boys need you to do something for us. Ya see, we needed to take an academic class just to keep our sports scholarships. Thing is, we don't care about Archo-whatever it is, but that's where you come in." The others laughed, menacingly. "You are gonna help us out, by doing that assignment for all of us. In return, we won't beat you up. Deal?" Ahan looked around nervously as he felt the guys behind him closing in. He looked at the floor... "Deal." "Good. Well, we won't keep you. After all, you've got a museum to visit.", Jake said, as he pushed past Ahan, knocking him to the floor. The guys left the restroom, laughing as they went.

Ahan picked himself up. He couldn't concentrate through his next classes, worried about the threats from Jake and his gang. When the time came to go to the Museum, he went with little enthusiasm.

As he entered the room with the ancient artefacts, he wasn't paying attention, still worried about being beaten up, when SMASH! Suddenly fully awake, Ahan looked at the precious artefact he had knocked over. It was a small, delicate container with a label saying that it was over 6,000 years old - and he had broken it into tiny pieces. As the panic started, he didn't notice a small green cloud floating up and into his mouth and nose. He looked down again, but instead of seeing all the shattered pieces, he saw a clean floor. "What?! Where did it go?" He looked up, and there was the artefact, completely whole and looking undisturbed on its pedestal. Thinking he must have dreamt the whole thing, he got what he needed for the assignment and left the museum as quickly as he could.

As he headed back to his dorms, he started to feel different. Each step seemed to be a little lighter than the last, his heavy bag seemed to weigh less than it did a few minutes ago, and his clothes started to feel tighter than before. Just as he started pondering this, he bumped into Jake. The other guys were nowhere to be seen, but Jake was intimidating enough on his own... "Well, dweeb. Did you get our assignments done?" "Y-y-y-yes." "And they'll get us an 'A'?" "Well, I d-d-d-don't know." Jake picked Ahan up by the collar. 'Jeez', he thought, 'this nerd is heavier than he looks.' "Listen. If I don't get an 'A' I could lose my scholarship. But that won't happen, will it?" he shouted in Ahan's face. At that moment, a loud noise disturbed them both. The noise was familiar, like tearing cloth, and was coming from Ahan whose eyes were closed, waiting on the blow from Jake's fist. The blow didn't come, however. Ahan had started to undergo a transformation...

First to notice this was Jake, who realised that he was no longer lifting Ahan off the ground, but watching as he grew taller and taller. Ahan's shirt popped open, revealing his newly created abs. Jake had to take a second take - no-one had better abs than him, but this kid was sprouting a 10, no a 12, no a 14 pack... As Jake was trying to understand this, Ahan's pants burst open, revealing huge muscular legs, and a long, thick dick that seemed to be growing. As Jake watched, the dick got thicker and thicker. He then spotted a small groove forming in the middle, reaching from the base right to the tip. As Jake continued watching, the dick split in two, separating from the head right down to the base. Ahan, by this time, had finally opened his eyes and was starting to take in his incredible transformation. As he stared down at Jake, he decided to have fun with his tormentor. Picking him up with is massive hand, he lifted Jake clear off the ground. Higher and higher they both went, Ahan growing with Jake in his hand.
Suddenly Ahan felt a great pain, swiftly followed by a wave of pleasure as his massive legs split in two, as more of his body grew. Turning his head to look down his back, Ahan smiled as his new lower body settled. He could feel, but couldn't yet see, that he had another 10 pack of abs between his front and back legs. He could also feel the stirring of the two cocks between his back legs.

It wasn't long before Ahan started getting aroused by his new body. His front cocks already hard, he started to feel his back cocks as they swelled up to their full size. He felt them push against his front balls, before they stretched out beyond his front legs, twice the size of his front cocks.

"Hmmm..." came the deep, rumbling voice of the giant boytaur. "What shall we do with you?" he said, looking down at the tiny bully in his hand. An idea came to mind, and as Ahan looked down at his front cocks, their slits opened up wide, as though they were hungry birds looking for a worm. "Ok, Jake, I need you to do something for me," Ahan said, in the same tone Jake had used earlier in the day. "You are gonna help me out, by feeding one of my cocks. In return... well actually, there isn't another option."

With that, he let go of Jake. As Jake plummeted from the Boytaur's massive hand, he felt a great fear that he was going to crash into the ground.

Instead, he found himself looking down at the head of one of Ahan's front cocks, staring in horror as the slit opened up into a massive maw... Ahan, by now oblivious to the world around him, felt Jake slide into his cock. 'Oh my god, I can actually taste him through my cock! God, he tastes so good.' Jake's screams were muffled as he was pulled further and further into his 'victim's' cock. Ahan's eyes were closed in pleasure as he licked his lips as he felt the bully sliding further and further into his cock.

As Jake reached his balls and started to digest, Ahan suddenly felt some discomfort around his chest.  His breathing quickened as he felt a build up of pressure.  With a roar that shook the foundations of the buildings around him, he felt his head rising further as his chest expanded upwards.  Fingers started forming underneath his armpits,  followed by hands, wrists and then full arms.  His chest, finally reaching it's full height, now expanded outwards as new juicy pecs started to form underneath his original ones.

Bringing his new arms up in front of his face, he looked at them in detail.  They were just like his originals, strong, bulging and ready for fun.  He felt his new pecs and a surge of ecstasy went through him as he felt his new, sensitive nipples.  'I could get used to this...', he thought.

As all trace of Jake finally vanished, Ahan decided to visit the gym, his new four-legged gait showing off his bubble but and swinging cocks perfectly...

'If that's what swallowing one jock does to me, I wonder what a whole group of them will do...'