The Loaded Kilt
Hey there! This is an ADULT story, not meant for the eyes of those underneath the age of 18, and contains M/M Sexing's, Transformation, and Alcohol! OH such horrible things I write! If you are offended by any of this material in any way...honestly at this point, I think if you WOULD be offended, and wouldn't be reading this warning...
The Loaded Kilt
The brass door handle creaked in my hand as I turned the knob and opened the weathered old door, the inside of the pub was crowded, but not so crowded that there wasn't anywhere to sit. I scanned the room and noted a few of the bar's patrons. Most of them were male, with a few girls scattered throughout the bar, all of them laughing and drinking and singing strange drunken songs as they banged their cups together and toasted for some reason I was unable to understand. I let out a soft sigh as I walked over to the bar and sat down on a wooden stool and looked toward the bartender. He was a tall man, about 5'10 with black hair which was tied back in a ponytail and a black beard that wrapped around his face. He suddenly turned and faced me and smiled a big grin "Welcome to the Loaded Kilt lad, what can I get for ya today?" "Scotch on the rocks please." I replied bluntly. He nodded then held out his hand as I handed him some cash and my ID, he regarded it curiously for a moment then handed it back to me, "So your names Raymond huh? And an American too! What brings ya to Scotland?"
"Just on vacation, I was supposed to meet some friends here a while ago, but I missed the first bus here." The Scotsman took the money and placed it underneath the counter and then went to grab my drink "Ohh, were there three of them? One of them a bit on the pudgy side, and another with blonde hair?" My eyes opened wide in shock and I nodded, and I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone...No messages....
"They ditched me!" I slammed a fist on the wooden bar that shook the glass as the bartender poured the amber liquid. "Easy there lad, don't want ya breaking the table, I'm sure it was just a misunderstanding, they may have thought ya got lost and went out looking for ya." I grabbed the drink angrily and took a big gulp and nearly finished off over half the glass. "Like hell...they are always doing this shit to me, they tell me where to meet, they give me the directions, and by the time I show up, their either gone, or so drunk off their asses that I have to drive their sorry asses home because they got kicked out!" The bartender then placed a hand on my shoulder as I glared angrily into the glass and gripped it harshly in my hand. "Lad, if ya keep this up yer going to break it, Now, I don't know ya very much, but I can tell these aren't the kinds of guys you want to be hanging out with." The Scotsman paused for a moment, then rubbed his beard until his face lit up with a brilliant smile "Tell ya what, first rounds on the house for ya, forget about those guys and enjoy yerself, the people here are really friendly, and I'm sure they will keep ya more entertained than yer other friends."
I was stunned by his statement for a moment, but then I was able to compose myself and smile "Re...really? Wow! Thanks man! I really appreciate it! By the way, I want to properly introduce myself, my name is Raymond Wynne." And I held out my hand towards him. "Name's Tomas, Tomas McGraw" he grinned and then grabbed my hand in his meaty paw and shook it roughly, it was only then that I fully began to realize just how big this bartender was.
Back home in New York, I was used to the bartenders being the burly type, usually so that no one dared mess with them, but this guy was HUGE! His wife beater was straining underneath his muscle mass, though I could tell it wasn't pure muscle, he has a small layer of fat covering his body, along with a thick layer of chest hair that poked out from the top of his shirt. I tried to keep myself from looking, but the man looked so dammed manly I could barely take my eyes off him. He let go of my hand and let out a soft chuckle before turning around and leaning underneath the bar and I got an eyeful of his powerful legs, and the long green and red striped kilt he was wearing. He then stood up with a glass of amber looking beer, that had a small white liquid floating inside of it, "Here ya go lad, the house special, can't get anything better across this great country, and that's something you can tell yer friends about."
I regarded the beer curiously before I took that first sip, and felt as the drink warmed my body and caused the hairs on my body to stand on end. "Wow, that's some good stuff man! What do you call it?" Tomas simply grinned as he folded his arms across his massive chest "Stallion Draft, Brew it myself, so this is the only place ya'll be getting it"
The next few hours seemed to fly by as I drank more and more of the delicious ale, It wasn't powerful, but it certainly was intoxicating, after I finished my mug I went and socialized around the bar, finding my inhibitions relaxing more and more, while for some reason, still maintaining my basic motor skills and sight. I stopped from table to table, introducing myself and meeting with some of the locals, They all seemed very friendly, and some even offered to buy me a drink, but I refused most as I mingled with the crowd and walked around the pub. A few mugs later, I got into telling one of my more interesting stories from home to this one table I visited, one of the men laughed so hard that he nearly fell out of his chair when I told them the story of when I saw one of my friends get so drunk, I found him naked in my backyard with a sunburn that covered his ENTIRE body. As the night went on more and more people came into the pub and I felt the air become a little stagnant, it seemed this old building never had any air conditioning, so the bartender had to open up a few windows to cool down the place, but at the same time he also decided to do a little cooling down of his own, and he peeled off his sweat stained wife beater off his chest and went back to work on the bar.
For some strange reason, the ale had made me feel a bit more; "frisky" and I started openly ogling the buff bartender. As I finished telling one more story to a crowd of drunken students, I finally gathered my courage and walked up to the bar and tried to put on my best performance.
"Hey there laddie, enjoying yerself?" I watched as his chest raised and fell with every breath, he seemed like the epitome of manliness right in front of me and I practically drooled but I knew I had to play it cool and approach it subtly. "Yea, it's a really nice place you have got here, and the beers the best stuff I've ever had, what's your secret?" Tomas grinned as he grabbed a nearby cloth and cup and began cleaning it, "Well that's a secret lad, can't go around everywhere and telling everyone how to brew the best beer outside of Perth" I sighed softly and looked into his green eyes dreamily, until finally he noticed and waved his hand in front of me. "Ya all right there lad? Ya have been drinking quite a lot, haven't started seeing leprechauns now have ya?" he chuckled as I shook my head and tried to act as if it was on accident. "OH! No no! it's just...you have cool eyes...I've never seen that shade of green before..." Tomas stopped for a moment and smiled, I could tell the big guy was blushing as his entire chest turned red for a moment. "Aww...thank ye lad, you're pretty easy on the eyes yerself, but don't bother trying to put the moves on me right now, the night is still young and there is plenty still to do! So drink! Have fun! We can talk later..." and he winked at me and went back to polishing his glasses.
I grabbed another pint of Stallion Draft before I left the bar and giggled to myself as I took another swig of the warm, sweet liquid. This was my chance! I mean this guy was a stud, and he seemed really interested in me...I'm just going to have to play it cool, and not look like I'm to desperate, and...ohh... Suddenly I felt a massive pressure in my bladder and a desperate urge to pee. It seemed that after having several pints of draft, my body decided to catch up with me; I looked around the room for something that looked like a bathroom, but it didn't seem like there was any in sight through the crowd of people. I hastily walked back over to the bar to see Tomas still polishing glasses "Got a bathroom in here?" Tomas nodded and set down the glass he was polishing and opened the door to the right of the bar. "Not out there lad, usually people end up going outside, but for ya, ill make a special exception, its past the stockroom, and the first door on the left "Thanks man!" and I rushed through the door. Thankfully I wasn't going to make a fool out of myself in front of the man I planned to have sex with, and I made my way through the threshold into the stockroom. The room looked pretty ancient from what I could tell, though the lights where dim, and barrels covered the walls. As I walked down the path Tomas told me, I heard a slight "squish" with every step I took...maybe one of the kegs was leaking, I would have to tell him about that. I finally found the toilet in a fairly clean room, though the floor still felt slightly sticky...it seems like Tomas really needs to have this place fixed up, but at that moment I didn't care. With a sigh of relief I unzipped my pants and let my modest 6 inch cock hang loose and begin to release my stream into the bowl.
I let out a relaxed sigh and closed my eyes as a warm tingling enveloped my groin as I let my bladder loose of all its contents, finally after the stream stopped I reached down to give Little Ray a quick shake, but when I reached down, my cock felt strange...almost alien even...I opened my eyes and looked down to still see my dick there...but something was wrong...it almost looked like it was starting to attach to my stomach!!!
I yelled so loud that suddenly I heard thundering footsteps come running up to the door and the sound of Tomas banging on the door and shouting "Whats wrong lad?!?" I panicked and said "Don't come in!" as I fumbled with my shorts and tried to pull my pants back on, but the strange flesh that was attaching my cock to my stomach was stopping me. I then heard a soft click and the sound of the door creaking open as Tomas looked in and saw what I was doing. "Lad, what where ya shouting abo...." And his sentence stopped as he saw me and my mutated genitals before I was able to cover myself up. "I just went to take a piss...and they just ended up like this...I don't know what the hells the matter with me!" Tomas then took a few steps in the bathroom and placed a hand on my shoulder "Easy there lad, just calm down, everything is going to be all right" I pushed his hand away and tried to make my way towards the door "All right? All right?!?" I practically shouted "My cock is mutating and you think that's all right? What the hell did they ever...ohh..." A warm pleasurable sensation began to spread itself down my legs and I started to feel weak in the knee's, thankfully Tomas was there to catch me as I practically fell, and he scooped me up into his big, caring arms. The room seemed to spin as I was carried back outside through the hallway to the other end of the hall, where Tomas stopped at a large door and slowly opened it and carried me inside. He sat me down on what I assumed was a bed and he reached over to a nearby table and turned on a light.
"You're gonna be all right lad, you're not gonna get hurt while on my watch." He then set me on the bed and laid my head on one of the pillows. "What's...happening to me..." I said weakly as I felt as if all my strength had left me, and began to gather in my feet" Tomas went back outside for a moment then brought me a drink of water, "I'm not sure lad, let's just keep you off your feet for a spell and see how it progresses" I gingerly took a sip of the water and gasped as I felt the warm tingling in my feet begin to evolve into a sharp pain. "Here lad, let me get those off you..." and he took off my shoes and socks and set them on the floor by the bed.
I wiggled my toes to make sure I could still move them, and I glanced over at Tomas as he walked back outside and came back with a damp cloth and set it on my forehead. "All right lad, I gotta get back outside to the customers, you just sit back here and rest for a bit, and I'll check up on you, give me a shout if you need anything" and he quietly got up and walked towards the door. "Don't leave me here..." I said weakly, the pain was getting more intense, and I was finding moving my toes was getting more and more difficult. "Don't stress yourself lad, you may have just had some bad stout, I have to head back out and make sure no one else is getting sick like you, but I promise I'll be right back." I nodded slightly and sighed softly "All right...if you promise..." He grinned and walked back to me and gently stroked my hair "you're going to be fine lad, don't worry" and he walked out the door and gently closed it.
I took a deep breath and tried to close my eyes to distract the pain I was feeling in my feet, and the idea of what my cock had become. Feeling a bit curious though, I reached down into my pants and began to examine the feel and texture of the strange sheathe that grew on my body so suddenly. The skin felt like my own, warm and smooth, and it held my cock close to my stomach, it stopped a little below my belly button where I felt the tip of my cock. Sure it was a little weird, but it may just be some sort of reaction I had to the beer like Tomas said...it will go away soon.
I tried to relax as I looked around the room, It seemed that this is where Tomas slept, the bed was massive to accompany a man of his size, and it seemed that he had a passion for horses, because a few paintings and pictures of himself with horses where strung across the room. There was also a wooden cabinet that I assumed he had a TV in or where he stored his clothes, and assorted beer memorabilia and Scottish pride related things strewn across a table. The man seemed pretty proud of his country, and had quite a gentle side, this whole incident may have ruined the prospect of us sleeping together, but at least we would have some things to talk about later. I looked down at my feet, which were still throbbing in a numb pain, I was curious as to why that area was only the second thing affected...maybe it was really just a bizarre reaction to the ale. But suddenly, I felt a jolt of new pain and looked down at my feet as a black pigment filled my nails and covered my feet. The pain then turned to numbness as I watched in shock as my feet began to twist and contort until my toes fused into one solid mass on each foot until it finally stopped and my feet had formed into massive hooves. "TOMAS!!!!! Tomas help!!!!!" I shouted and began frantically pulling myself on the bed, only to land on the floor with a thud. I struggled to get myself up but I still felt so weak, and the lower portion of my body began to tighten around my clothes. "TOMAS!!! SOMEONE! HELP!!!!!"
I was able to pull myself up by using the table as a prop, though as I tried to balance myself on my new hooves I felt a sickening RIP! As the back of my pants opened up to reveal a long, White horsetail that emerged from my backside. "What the hell is happening to me?!?" I struggled to make my way to the door as more and more of my pants ripped, my legs expanding to a massive and much more muscular size before they were covered in a coating of coarse bay colored fur. I heard clop after clop of my hooves as I struggled to keep myself up, I felt more tingling as long white hairs grew from what I assumed where my ankles and grew into a fetlock around my alien hooves. I finally made it to the door however, though my pants where in tatters and spots of fur where clearly seen through the rips and tears of the fabric. I was finally able to turn the knob as and begin to slowly hobble down the hallway, scrap after scrap of my pants being left behind until finally I reached the storeroom with what looked like a blue jean loincloth. "TOMAS!!!!! PLEESE!!!! HELP ME!!!" I felt another wave of pain wash over my body which caused me to collapse onto the wet, squishy floor, and began to feel the pain centralized in my groin. With a loud groan I ripped the remains of my pants and stared down at my crotch as the skin began to grow even longer and longer until it completely covered my shaft, making it disappear into a dark tunnel of flesh. I almost began to cry at the sight of my lost masculinity, but I then felt a wave of pleasure wash itself over me and I felt myself getting hard. I rejoiced in the fact that after a few moments I could see my cock traveling back up the tunnel, but this time it looked different. Instead of the usual mushroom shaped head, I saw as a blunted, flared tip began to emerge from the sheathe, growing longer and longer until it well surpassed the length of my previous member, until it was barely an inch away from my face, throbbing in need, and oozing a stream of precum down its massive length.
I moaned softly as I looked down at my shaft, almost tempted to lick it, until I heard footsteps near my head "Ohh lad...I didn't mean for it to be like this...." I felt Tomas's powerful arms scoop me up into his arms and he set me on a barrel, being careful of my tail, and my much more massive looking dark balls. He looked down at me with a look of true concern in his eyes, as he reached over and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry I did this to you lad...it's just...I've been so lonely lately, and I really took a shine to ya...I thought it would be quick and feel good like it did for me, but I've put you through so much pain that I'm not even worthy of having you".
The changes seemed to stop and I was able to finally get a scale of what exactly had happened, I looked down to my clearly equine legs, and noticed my hooves, and most importantly, the massive equine shaft I was now sporting, then finally looked up at Tomas and asked "Just what are you?"
He sighed as he reached behind him and began pulling down his kilt, and revealed a much larger, and blacker looking sheathe like mine, and I gasped as I finally came to realize just what he was. "I'm a werehorse..."
I stared in awe at the man's freakish looking sheathe, and then looked towards mine, my throbbing equine shaft still stood proudly in front of me, the blunt, flared tip staring at me right in the face, almost begging to be sucked. I shook my head of the horney sex filled thoughts that where polluting my mind, and pulled myself off the counter, and landed with a resounding "clop" onto the floor, and nearly lost my balance. "So you're a werehorse...is that like a werewolf? Are you going to try to toss me in a salad and eat me?" Tomas sighed as he threw his kilt to the side and sat down on a nearby barrel, his balls slapping against the wood, causing him to gasp softly. "Well, actually no, you don't start craving blood or anything like that, werehorses are basically giant human animal hybrids, no turning at the full moon, we keep our minds after we change, and we can take on three different forms." I nodded as I tried to take in all this information slowly "What forms would that be? And have you ever met a werewolf?" Tomas nodded and began slowly rubbing his beard "werehorses can take on three forms, the human, the mixed, and then the full horse. As for anyone else, no, other than the guy that changed me, no...im all by myself.
I looked down at my strange and oddly mis-proportional hooves as I tried to take a small step forward, it was odd getting used to the new design of my hooves, but eventually I was able to move a little bit forward. With a resounding clop I landed my foot on the floor and smiled at my accomplishment, then remembered just what I was doing. "So, how long have you been a werehorse?" Tomas seemed to be surprised by this question, then looked up towards the ceiling as if to recall a long forgotten memory "I've been running this pub for quite a long time, and I wasn't lying when I said I brewed the Stallion draft meself, but harvesting is hard work, so I bought a few horses to help harvest some of the crops. Well, one night, I heard some strange noises coming from the barn, and I peeked inside to see what was going on, the next thing you know, I'm getting a mouth full of spunk in my face, and I start growing hair all over me body. When I came to, the horse was gone, but I had this little souvenir to remind me of him." And he pointed down at his groin, where the tip of his own equine cock was beginning to emerge from its leathery home.
"So I guess one of those horses I bought was really some poor bloke who changed and got rangeled and couldn't get away until I bought him." I nodded and slowly began to clop towards him, steadily trying to keep my balance. "So, after a while I learned to control it, and change whenever I want, though the sheathe seems to stay with you no matter what...though it isn't all that bad really, though it's a bit hard to find someone who would be willing to take that...." I continued to walk around the room as I listened to him, nearly falling several times until I gave up and leaned on a barrel a few feet away from Tomas. "Ok...well I suppose that's alright as long as you can change back...but why me? I mean you're drop dead gorgeous...you could have probably had anyone you wanted that came into your bar, but why pick me of all people?" Tomas let out another deep sigh and looked at me with those deep emerald green eyes "I dunno lad...I got a lot of things when I changed...longer life, healthier body, not to mentchon I got bigger in more places than one...but no one else ever "felt" right you know? But when you walked into my bar, I suddenly felt something growing in me...I dunno what that might be, instinct, pheromones, whatever you want to call it, but I knew that I had to make you mine...so I spiked your drinks..." My eyes opened up wide as I remembered how Tomas's brew had that small amount of white smooth stuff in it, I always assumed it was some sort of Scottish thing....but now that I think about it... "It was you're cum...wasn't it?" I said as I stared at him coldly. Tomas hung his head low and nodded his head, and I started to hear the sound of crying, "I should have never done it to ya man...I didn't have a choice with me, but you did, and I just forced it upon you...I don't know if you can change back when you're like that, either it will stick with you forever, or you will have to go all the way and be like me..."
I felt him tense up as I placed a hand on his shoulder and he looked up at me with tears in his eyes. "Well, as long as I can change back I'm sure that will be all right...I mean I've always liked horses, though we never had any back in the city, and you're a really kind a sweet guy and I really like you." His face turned into a grin as he stood up and hugged me and I felt his warm body against mine, and our sheathes rubbing together. "Thank you Ray..." and he whiped the tears from his eyes and leaned down and kissed me. We stood there with our tongues intertwined for a moment until we broke apart, and this time it was me smiling the goofy grin as I looked down at both of our erect stallionhoods "There is one thing I would like to ask though, are there any bad parts to being a werehorse?" Tomas grinned as he pulled me closer to his chest and grinded his cock against mine. "Yea...you have one HELL of a libido..."
My god he was huge....As I kneeled onto the floor with Tomas's huge equine prick in my mouth I wondered if I would ever be able to take that. I looked up at him where he was staring back at me with a look of pure admiration and lust towards me, I could clearly tell he was enjoying himself and he wasn't the only one. As my head bobbed up and down his shaft, I took my own equine prick into my hands and was stroking it wildly, the alien texture and sensitivity sent shivers of pleasure all throughout my partially changed body. Suddenly he let out a loud moan and I felt his cock surge in my mouth, I was able to break my mouth away for a moment before my face was splattered with yellow tinged cum.
I raised my hand and wiped the spunk from my face and saw as his cock was still rock hard, and for some reason was still leaking cum from the end of his flared shaft. "Nnngh...don't stop...I'm not done..." he grunted as he reached down and began stroking his shaft. It was then I started to notice the black hairs covering Tomas's chest where beginning to grow thicker and spread all across his body and if my eyes weren't failing me, I saw his huge prick grow even bigger. "You can make that much cum?" I said coyly, he nodded his head back and gave his shaft another long stroke and lifted his head back and moaned as his cock sent out another stream of cum towards my face, though I was able to duck in time and it only covered my hair and back. Not wanting to keep this growing stud waiting any longer, I grabbed the tip of his cock and shoved the flared tip down my throat and began drinking Tomas's equine seed.
I felt the familiar, warm sensation of drinking stallion draft down my throat, though with a much earthier taste, I broke away for one moment and licked my lips and looked up at Tomas, his entire body was growing larger by the second, and the black hairs had completely covered his upper body and where moving down his legs. I looked down at my own shaft and saw that the hairs growing around it where beginning to move up my body, I grinned as I watched my own cock flare and begin leaking its own stream of cum from its tip and I began to feel a bit curious.
I reached with one hand and continued to stroke Tomas's shaft as it grew in my hand, and I reached down with my other hand and positioned my own cock towards my own mouth, and with one swift movement, I swallowed the head and shivered as I felt a stream of my own cum shoot down my throat. The taste was amazing, like a much sweeter tasting Stallion Draft and it seemed to just keep coming and coming. I continued to stroke Tomas's shaft as I drank from my own, listening only to the squishy sounds of his shaft, the soft moaning as Tomas's face began to stretch out into a long muzzle, and the sound of my own heartbeat as I bobbed up and down on my own cock.
I was in complete ecstasy, the feeling of my own cum going down my throat was like nothing I could ever imagine, and I felt as though my cum was nourishing my changing body, my Pec's swelled in size and my arms grew larger with every stroke of my own cock and Tom's. Suddenly though I felt a large hand place itself on my shoulder and I looked up to see a massive Horseman, with emerald green eyes and a mane tied back into a ponytail behind him. "Lad...Ray...I need you now..." I broke myself from my oozing cock and leapt up and kissed him, snowballing my cum into his long equine muzzle and hugging him as our drooling shafts rubbed against each other, coating Tom's fur and my own growing pelt in our seed.
I knew it was time...and I knew what to do...there was no coming back from this, and frankly, I didn't want to, I was with an amazingly sexy man who was kind and caring, and who shared a gift with me, although he may have regretted it, I certainly was not at this point. We broke away from the kiss and I looked down at his perfectly defined abs which were covered in my seed, and I looked down at my own and chuckled at the stark contrast between my still human skin and my growing fur. I walked over to the nearby table and leaned over and instinctively moved my tail out of the way, exposing the black pucker that was now my hole to him, exciting a nicker out of Tomas as he slowly clopped over with cock in hand. I felt so giddy at this point, this was it, this was where I threw all my humanity away to be with this guy, I looked down at my throbbing cock and lower changed equine body, marveling at my massive legs with white fetlocks that ended in massively powerful hooves, up to the point where the fur had stopped at my neckline.
Suddenly I felt the blunt head of Tomas's cock began to enter me and I let out a loud moan of pleasure as he sunk more and more of his flesh into me. It seems that my insides had been re-arranged to accommodate such a massive tool, and instead of the pain I was expecting, I felt only a massive amount of pleasure.
He slowly thrusted in and out of me, coating my insides with his equine spunk and lubing him up for easier entry, I moaned in unison with him and his thrusts, and I felt as a tingle ran its way down my spine and long brown hairs began to grow down my back, forming my new mane. I suddenly felt a numbness in my jaw as my teeth began to flatten and my face and neck began to stretch. This was it! This was the last step! Just a little...bit...more!!
Then suddenly it stopped....I was complete...my mate was inside of me and I felt whole, I let out an excited whinny as I thrust my hips back onto my mates cock, taking the entire shaft at once and leaning down and taking my own shaft into my muzzle. I then felt as Tom's cock tensed up inside of me and I heard an even louder whinny and felt the ground shake as he stomped his foot and let loose his real load inside of me, a massive torrent of cum erupted from his cock and filled my insides. I would have shouted out myself, but before I could make a sound, my own cock throbbed inside my mouth and filled my throat with seed, blast after blast down my throat until I had to break away for air and let my cock spray its load all over the floor. As I stood there, gasping for breath and feeling the orgasmic ripples shoot through my body as I felt as though my body was letting out my old human self in my seed, I knew I could have never experienced such pleasure as a human...this new body, as a drop dead sexy stallion, was much better than I ever could have imagined. As Tom leaned over to kiss me, licking the cum from my lips and I kissed him back, I had an idea...
Epilogue.
It was another busy night at The Loaded Kilt; Tomas was filling orders and making drinks at the counter as I was wandering around, cleaning tables and delivering drinks. I stopped by the bar every so often to chat with my new boyfriend, and to get a "special drink" straight from the tap. As I finished off a glass of Tomas's own ale, I saw as three familiar men walked in the door, all of them already looking extremely drunk, I grinned as I looked over towards Tomas who grinned in return.
"I'll get a round of Stallion Draft ready..."