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Contrary to other expeditions, this time Taiyo did not have to withstand the onslaught of the sun hugging his head, however, he suffered from the horrendously high relative humidity of the place. The forest where he was conducting the archaeological expedition was a very humid one, every morning dawning with fog, which, despite dissipating as the day wore on, the feeling of dampness persisted. In less than an hour, this yellow Shiba Inu's long-sleeved shirt was completely drenched in sweat. Fortunately, there was a spring nearby, so they were supplied with drinking water daily.

Two weeks earlier, some hikers had found what later turned out to be spearheads and arrows in that region. What made them eager to explore the site was that those spearheads bore an unmistakable mark of a tribe little known from an archaeological point of view, but profusely mentioned in historical texts for several centuries. This mark consisted of a symbol similar to a “Y”. The Faculty of History and the Faculty of Anthropology quickly mobilized to clean the area as much as possible to find as much as possible of that tribe.

The history of that tribe was shrouded in mystery, full of legends and myths. According to historical records, the Purushar, as they called themselves, were an all-male tribe, very warlike, and reluctant to become civilized, where their members placed the highest importance on emphasizing masculinity and virility. It was very rare to find members in poor physical condition. They apparently underwent rigorous training throughout their lives, so that even the older members had an enviable physical appearance. They used to regularly attack the borders of the kingdoms of the time, reportedly to abduct children who they would then raise to become other members of the tribe. Like any savage tribe, rapes were common against the population of the villages they attacked, although it is said that they never touched the women, only the men. Their wanderings seem to have ended when a coalition formed by the bordering nations united against them, although, despite the numerical and technological superiority of the coalition army, they had to fight against that tribe for more than a decade.

Fortunately, the expedition proved to be a success. During the whole time they had been able to find several artifacts, mainly weapons and other tools, but they were also able to find remains of pottery, most likely, at least most of them, were remains of the spoils they brought back from their raids, but, despite that, they all bore that mark that represented the symbol of that people. Also, at certain points, they were able to find animal remains, which would help to better understand their eating habits. Everything seemed to indicate that meat was the main food and they used to hunt large animals to satisfy that need.

But it was not until noon of that day that they found materials that spoke more about the culture of that people. At the edge of the area where the excavations began, fragments of beads made of various materials such as bones or teeth of wild animals began to appear. They also found fragments of burned bones and wood, which could indicate that the tribe practiced cremation as a funeral rite. Miraculously, Taiyo managed to rescue a necklace practically intact, all thanks to the fact that the cord was made of a very fine bronze chain to which several objects such as fangs had been attached and, in the center, a piece of bronze imbricated with a quartz stone.

Work stopped at noon. Everyone went back to the camp to have some lunch. After digging all morning, Taiyo's stomach was rumbling. Because some of the team had stayed behind to prepare lunch, they didn't have to wait long to take a hearty plate to replenish their calories. Before starting the afternoon session, as it was going to be mainly to roughly classify everything found at that time, the shiba inu decided to take a well-deserved swim in a nearby river, an initiative that was followed by other members of the expedition.

Because there were some women, bathing was done in two groups. It's not as if he minded bathing with a woman, after all, he was gay, but out of habit, he bathed with his buddies. Although many of the male members of his group were quite handsome, out of respect he avoided noticing them too much, although this often served as an opportunity for one of them to use their sexuality to tease him by asking for looks or opinions about their masculine endowments, he simply followed their rhyme.

After a long and refreshing bath, Taiyo went to his tent with some of the samples that had been found during the day. The vast majority were pieces of handicrafts, vessels, beads, arrowheads, or spears. As expected, the pots were mostly from other cultures but had the distinctive stamp of the tribe. He was able to find some whose origin was unknown to him, this could imply that he was facing an unprecedented finding, since, to date, it was only known that the Purush tribe only made weapons, never crafts of any kind, these were taken or bought. He also analyzed the beads of several ornaments, as was to be expected from their technological level, most were simply bones and tusks, although in many he could find traces of carving.

What was most repeated in the carvings was the “Y” symbol, although he also found designs of wild animals, mostly predators or large mammals, and he also found many phallic motifs. Only after the “Y”, phalluses were the most repeated elements. He even found small statuettes with penis shapes, quite well finished for the technological level of that people.

Later he came across clay figurines, all of a sexual nature. What surprised him most was that only homosexual scenes were represented, he found no female representation. Perhaps the myth that they were only a tribe formed by men was because homosexuality was not frowned upon and its practice was somewhat more widespread than in the other peoples of the region.

The night was already falling over their heads, but Taiyo was engrossed in his work with the figurines and other pieces. Maybe it was because of the accumulated sexual tension, but after seeing so many homoerotic representations, even though they were relatively simple, at a certain moment the fabric of his pants began to tighten due to the erection he was having. The Shiba inu did not let it go unnoticed, but he tried to concentrate as much as possible on work, he promised himself that later he would have a session alone with himself.

It wasn't until the moon peeked through the trees that a certain glow emerged from one of the artifact boxes, specifically the one where the necklace they found was stored. It began as a pale blue glow, but as the seconds passed, it intensified, and suddenly, the necklace gradually rose into the air and floated to where Taiyo was squatting. That glow began to take on a more solid form, gradually changing from a simple halo of light to a more earthly being, something like a wolf, but with huge horns. It was an imposing being, overflowing with power and masculinity, with its fur all shaggy and wild, muscles worked to perfection, as well as a menacing gaze.

"Turn around,” roared that ghostly-looking being. Taiyo, who had not noticed anything until then, was paralyzed by that voice that sounded like thunder. After partially recovering from the shock, he slowly turned his head towards where the voice came from.

"Your lust woke me from my long sleep,” continued that wolf, ”I must thank you."

"Who are you? -stammered Taiyo. At that moment, two feelings were mixed in his head: terror and, indeed, lust, because he had rarely had in front of him such a magnificent specimen as that wolf, who was only wearing a loincloth and that necklace.

"Garman,” answered the specter, ”The Great Spirit of the Purush."

"A god? -asked Taiyo, who had never been a religious person.

"Yes,” he seemed to be somewhat laconic, which sometimes made Taiyo a little desperate.

"What do you want from me?

"Thanking you... and your help,” he answered as sparingly as before.

"What do you mean by my help?

"Bringing back my tribe.” That answer left Taiyo confused, but also somewhat frightened.

"Your tribe disappeared centuries ago, nothing remains but scattered remnants. I can't bring it back,” Taiyo explained.

"Yes, you can!" With my powers, you can become the new chief and re-form the tribe.

"Excuse me, sir? But I'm happy with my life, I don't want to be anyone's chief.

"With my power, you can become strong, irresistible to all men" Garman flexed his huge arms to emphasize his words, Taiyo couldn't help but admire such an impressive and tempting physique, the erection under his pants became firmer.

WEh... I think I still decline his proposal," Taiyo replied.

"Think about it, all this power,” Garman continued to strut his muscles, ”I know you like men, it was your desires that woke me from my long slumber. Imagine commanding thousands of men, as robust as me, having them all under your command."

Hundreds of images, each one more lustful than the last, flashed through his mind. He saw himself as muscular as that deity, along with other equally portly men. He imagined himself having unbridled sex with all of them, having orgies in the moonlight, drinking their thick, nourishing seed.

"Your new life will be only sex and war, nothing else is needed,” Garman's words were in his ears and they were ingrained in his ethics. It was very tempting to lead such a simple life, without stress, without keeping strict schedules, paying all those taxes, having to follow a given behavior in front of everyone, just being like a beast.

"All right,” Taiyo muttered.

"What did you say?" Garman had heard it clearly, but he enjoyed seeing mortals suffer, exposing their most hidden desires to the light, and seeing them so fragile fascinated him.

"That I do want you to transform me into a brute who thinks only of sex and battle!" shouted Taiyo, his voice still cracking with embarrassment.

"Done,” Garman replied, an evil grin revealing his sharp teeth. He snapped his fingers and stood still again, simply watching what would happen to that shiba inu.

"Already? -Taiyo asked, he had thought something was going to happen; that a ball of smoke would engulf him or a blinding light. But nothing of the sort happened.

"Wait,” was all Garman said.

Taiyo remained still for a few moments, and as the seconds ticked by, hopelessness invaded him again, maybe it was a dream after all. Until he felt a warmth spreading through his body. At first, it was as if he had drunk a cup of hot chocolate, since it started from his stomach, but as he felt the temperature rising, he understood that it was something else, because, besides, he was feeling horny.

"You're feeling it already, aren't you?" asked the wolfish giant with an even wider smile.

"It's so hot,” muttered Taiyo who sat back down on the floor and picked up a makeshift fan to keep cool. As the time passed he began to pant, he loosened his clothes a little to try to feel more comfortable, but it was impossible. On the other hand, some tension was starting to build up in his groin, his horniness was getting higher and higher.

"Take off those clothes, you won't need them again,” Garman ordered him. Taiyo did not refuse, he was too hot, however, he did not count on the fact that, in the course of those few minutes, his body had grown a little, so the action of undressing was a little more complicated.

"Tear them," he ordered Taiyo once more, once again, the shiba inu obeyed and, with little effort, tore his shirt, which revealed a body a little more toned than usual. Taiyo was not someone who exercised regularly, but, due to his work as an archaeologist, he had gained some muscle.

"Not bad,” said Garman after appreciating the dog's body in front of him, ”but you can look a lot better.

It was then that the yellow shiba inu began to feel something more intense. His breathing became agitated, beads of sweat began to bathe his fur, and a pungent odor of sweat and body odor began to pour from his body. It wasn't a sweet, mild smell like he was used to smelling, it was much stronger, manly, which made his erection even stronger.

"Come on, don't hold back, take out that penis and start masturbating shamelessly,” Garman encouraged him. Taiyo was too drunk with pleasure to care about the old modesty, in fact, in a way he felt more aroused than a stranger watching him masturbate. So he unzipped his fly and pulled down his shorts and briefs a little, which made his member jump immediately as it was freed from its restraints. For some reason, it looked bigger and fatter than normal, or at least it seemed that way to Taiyo, but he didn't think much about it, he just grabbed it with his hand and started to move it up and down, slowly.

"Feels good, huh?" asked the spirit. "That's right, get rid of all those hang-ups you have, you won't need them in your new life, get rid of all those complicated thoughts that torment you."

Although Taiyo was one of those who produced a relatively high amount of pre-seminal fluid, he had never released so much before. In a matter of seconds, his penis was completely covered in that natural lubricant, with no sign of stopping, gushing like a spring. With each passing minute, a haze began to cover his mind. Taiyo felt his knowledge gradually fading away: his graduate studies, his years in college, high school, middle school, all the books he had read before, even reading, everything was erased from his memory. On the other hand, his body was beginning to grow, both in height and girth.

Minute by minute, his limbs and spine were adding centimeter after centimeter to his height. His previous, and not at all inconspicuous 1.94m, soon gave way to almost 2.50m. His athletic physiognomy gradually began to gain mass. The slight V-shape of his torso was accentuated as his shoulders broadened, as well as rounded by the new muscle mass they acquired. His trapeziuses rose like mountains, his neck thickened, so his moans became more like grunts.

"Ughhh. It's hard for me to think...” grunted the disproportionate Shiba Inu without stopping masturbating.

"You don't need to,” Garman replied. “Keep masturbating, let all those useless thoughts go to your eggs or feed your growth.

That idea somehow further ignited that dog's flame of lust. By this time a pool of pre-seminal fluid was even forming under his penis. On the other hand, his arms began to swell, but not with fat, but with pure muscle mass. Thick muscle fibers grew and multiplied under his skin, and in moments he acquired arms capable of carrying hundred-year-old tree trunks. Noticing this, Taiyo could not help but raise one of his arms, flexing it, which brought out the pair of mountains he had gained by biceps in that interval of time, and began to lick it.

"Do you like this new strength?" asked Garman.

"Yes,” replied Taiyo, his voice had become cavernous, so deep that it almost made the earth rumble beneath his feet, ”I want more.

"Then don't stop what you're doing,” Garman commanded.

The growth spurt continued, this time it was the turn of the pecs, which didn't take long to become a pair of flesh-filled mountains, with fat, ample, ever-erect nipples, eager for someone to suck or pinch. Taiyo stopped licking his biceps and proceeded to play with them. The moment he gave himself the first pinch, a wave of pleasure shook his body, whereupon he shot out a small stream of pre-seminal fluid. His pecs had become so firm and juicy, a good pair of pillows for the countless lovers he would have in the future.

Then followed his back. This widened even more than his shoulders, thanks to the sides that grew to turn his back into an impenetrable wall of flesh and muscle, replete with valleys and mountains that moved with every movement of Taiyo's body. Then followed his abdominal muscles, which rose like a mountain range between the pair of portentous pecs and his crotch, they were barely covered by a slight layer of fat.

"That's it!” exclaimed Garman. "You're getting closer and closer to being a Purush warrior, but you still have a bit more to do."

The growth then continued for his legs. While he was never a shin boy, thanks to the long walks he had had to do during his career, the muscle mass gained in his thighs and calves was considerable. Both the quads and calves exploded with new strength. They became almost as thick as a fairly old tree trunk. Next came the buttocks, which rounded and inflated, becoming impossible to ignore and inviting anyone to enjoy them, to squeeze them, to spank them, to bury their member between them.

"Do you like the way you're looking?" asked Garman.

"Yes!” Taiyo roared in his new bass voice. The Shiba Inu was beside himself with glee at his own body, “So strong, so virile, so massive, so sexy. I'm so horny."

"You still need a few more touch-ups,” Garman added and began a new transformation phase with a snap of his fingers.

A greenish glow covered Taiyo's sweaty body, whose brain was so intoxicated with pleasure that he didn't even notice the god's words. The first thing that happened was the coloration of the Shiba Inu's fur darkened, turning a grayish yellow. Then, from the center of his chest, certain hairs, already somewhat darker still, began to emerge. At first, they were sparse, but gradually their length and density began to increase. Subsequently, their area of growth began to expand over the surface of the pectorals, then to descend along the midline of the torso, like a fire spreading across a savannah in the dry season. His abdominal muscles were just as covered by that darker and thicker fur, although with less density, than on his chest. But the fire did not stop there but continued to his crotch, where, in a matter of seconds, an impenetrable jungle of yellowish hair covered the hitherto almost limpid region.

Some darker hair also grew on the outer surface of the forearms, as well as a little on the shoulders. A couple of thick patches of hair also appeared under the armpits smelling of that virile musk that the lustful dog gave off. A thick beard covered the canine's jaw, while his eyebrows thickened.

The last series of changes were less drastic, except for the face. The first thing that happened was the beginning of an inordinate growth of Taiyo's fingernails, which did not take long to become sharp claws that could tear at a stroke the tender flesh of prey and opponents. Next, came the face. First of all, the jaw became thicker and squarer, the teeth, especially the fangs, grew disproportionately, becoming sharp as daggers, the lower fangs even protruding prominently from the corner of the lips, the lower one, swelling and darkening, which, added with the thickening of the eyebrows, gave the canid a brutish look.

"Ughh...” cried Taiyo, "I need to come," already in his head there was no room for any other thought, only to ejaculate all that amount of cum accumulated in his prostate that had been generated so suddenly by his testicles during the whole transformation.

"Why don't you try playing with your ass too?" Garman asked. Taiyo took a few seconds to process that question, but once he realized what Garman meant, he took a good amount of pre-seminal fluid and set about meticulously lubricating his anus. He then inserted two fingers inside, fingers that were by then almost as thick as a sausage, and then rhythmically thrust them in and out, sometimes twirling them around inside her loins.

"It feels good,” he growled since those were no longer moans, the wolf Taiyo had become.

"Imagine yourself now surrounded by men as primitive and virile as you, wanting to stick their spears in you."

Those words only fueled Taiyo's lustful and unbridled imagination, both the hand shaking his penis and the one inserting its fingers into his anus increased the intensity and speed of his movements. All he wanted was to be possessed by an army of men as virile and brutish as he was at that moment.

"I see you liked the idea,” Garman teased, Taiyo simply nodded his head. "Then, when you ejaculate, you must spread my blessing among your companions, don't worry, if they are in contact with your fluids or your scent it will be enough to transform them into brutes like you. Of course, you must wear my collar at all times, got it?" Garman added, the yellowish wolf, who a few moments ago was a shiba inu, nodded again.

Taiyo continued to masturbate, his right hand incessantly moving up and down his penis, while his left hand pushed his fingers deep into his anus, then moved them inside and pressed on his prostate. It was then, in a glimmer of intelligence, that he remembered the innumerable sex toys he had recently sorted through. He paused for a moment, took a few giant steps toward where the toys were, rummaged through them, and found one large and thick enough to satisfy his uncontrollable sexual appetite. Since his rectum, as well as his anus, were well lubricated, he didn't spend much work to introduce that artifact inside. Once that was done, he continued his arduous, but highly satisfying work of pleasuring himself. This time he used one of his hands to pinch one of her nipples, as he now simply flexed his legs to lower and raise the prehistoric dildo.

A few minutes later the climax took place. Taiyo ejaculated profusely, possibly the biggest ejaculation he had ever had in his life. Milliliter after milliliter of thick semen spilled out onto the floor, while the wolf relaxed his brutish features into a grimace of pleasure. With that ejaculation, any hint of intelligence and civilization was gone from his mind, only the most animal part remained, the one ruled by instincts.

Taiyo came out of the tent the instant he recovered from such an orgasm. The camp was silent, everyone had gone to sleep. The yellow wolf wandered with heavy steps through the camp, looking for a victim. It didn't take him long to find one, an unwary man had left his tent to make a physiological need, Taiyo intercepted him as he was heading back to his tent. He kissed him first, aiming to shut him up even before he uttered a scream. Perhaps because even his saliva had powers capable of inducing the same transformation, the unwary cat put up no resistance when Taiyo parted his lips, it was as if he were in a trance. Minutes later, the first warrior had been created. Throughout the night noises of screams, moans, and grunts followed as panic, then lust, set in. By midnight there was not a man left who had not fallen to the effects of the talisman and its bearer, the few women who were in the camp managed to escape, or, rather, were allowed to do so. What followed after that was an orgy that lasted until the early hours of dawn, with Taiyo taking center stage.

The news that a savage tribe composed only of men had recently appeared in the forests did not take long to spread through the surrounding cities, especially when these primitives began to attack and capture men. The ancient legends of the Purush once again flourished among the people, and the governments began to mobilize, but every time they tried to hunt them down, all they succeeded in doing was to lose manpower, while the Purush hosts rose. The times were dark, very dark, although it all depends on the point of view.

Nayar Leng