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Sam never really believed in such things as curses; often they were used as a means to make a point, or to try and scare people into doing something they didn't want. So when the coyote went to the fair with his friends and try to hit on the hot vixen fortuneteller that was there by pulling his shorts to show off his bulge, he scoffed at being rebuked, especially when she said that he would be forever led by his maleness. It didn't even make any sense, he had been told that his sexual appetites would cause him to lose himself, but he was already horny all the time. When he relayed this to his friends, they all had a good laugh at such a ridiculous idea. The next morning Sam woke up as usual in the bed of his frat house, head pounding from the consequences of the rest of the night. Once they had gotten done acting like idiots at the fair they had went to their usual haunts where they would drink and continue to try and find someone else to sleep with. Given the empty nature of his bed, it was very clear that he had struck out, though given the nature of his condition, it was probably a good thing. Even with his virility it was unlikely he could have performed at all that night, though as he started to stir he could feel his dick throbbing. Once the coyote had fully woken up he slid out between the sheets, and when he got up he found that perhaps he was wrong as he saw his boxers tenting out. He chuckled at seeing it pushing out like that, and with no one to show it to he felt almost disappointed. Perhaps some of the others in his frat would be impressed, though he doubted it considering what he had seen when they all went skinny dipping. He remembered that time and chuckled when he remembered some of them looked like they had boners by the end of it, and while some in the house would have sex with anything that moved, he preferred sorority chicks. As Sam finished getting out of bed and checking his phone, he found that his morning wood had subsided for the most part. He still had a sizable bulge in his boxers though as he scratched his butt. With his head still pounding he decided to go straight to the kitchen to get something to help with it instead of getting dressed. Even if some of the others were up already, which he doubted, no one would care as long as he wasn't popping out from the slit in the front. When he got to the kitchen where the medicines were stored, he saw that there was only one other frat brother that was up and about. Martin was a ferret who had transferred in and was new to the college, and unlike the rest of his brethren, he was a bit of a fitness nut and on the swim team. He was also clearly not ashamed of his body, considering he was dressed only in his Speedo while making coffee. When he saw Sam approach he gave him a smile and offered him a cup, which the coyote graciously accepted while fishing for the pills that were hidden away by the others. "You look like hell," Martin said suddenly, causing Sam to jerk around. "Yeah, a little too much fun I guess," Sam replied, finding the bottle and shaking a few pills into his palm. Just as he was about to throw them back, he suddenly felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. "Uh, what are you doing?" "Drinking so much can cause a lot of damage," Martin said as Sam continued to knead his muscles, which after the surprise of touch actually felt rather good. "You have a lot of tension in your shoulders, perhaps you would do well with a little wellness. If you want, you can come to my room, I will give you a massage and basics of health." "Uh, I think I'm fine," Sam said as he turned around, grabbing the coffee from where the ferret had put it on the counter. "Thanks though." "Well, offer stands," Martin reassured as he patted the coyote on the shoulder, smiling before heading off with his coffee. As he watched the rather lithe ferret leave, he saw him pass by the tiger that gave him a nod before heading off. It was enough to shake the thoughts of the coyote and finally take the pills, giving a nod to the feline as he grabbed the bottle for himself. "Dude, I don't think he even had swim practice today," the tiger said as he grabbed Sam's cup. "Or is he just showing off his ass for you? Plowing the new guy?" "Shut the fuck up, Steve," Sam said as he grabbed his coffee. "No shame in it, especially with your dry streak," Steve replied with a chuckle. "Plus you're popping out there, stud." Before the coyote could say anything the tiger tapped his groin, causing him to flinch as he saw his dick had slipped out. "Didn't realize you were hung like a horse, though." Sam looked down as Steve poured himself a cup of coffee, and noticed that his maleness had pushed out from his boxers. It did look bigger than before, and as he grabbed it he could feel there was much more heft to it than before. It was... strange, but as he attempted to corral it back into his underwear he found that it slipped out of his hands. It felt like it had jumped out, and as he looked up to ask the tiger if he had seen it, he found that Steve was already gone with his mug. Despite that, Sam knew that he had to get back to his room before the others got up and saw what he was doing. It looked like he was playing with himself while in the kitchen, but every time he attempted to wrangle his cock, it kept slipping out once more. After about a minute he found it to be a moot point; at this rate someone would see him struggling, so instead he just kept it out and ran up to his room. The entire time it still felt like it was wiggling around, flopping against his thighs in a strange manner while also feeling like he was still getting bigger. Sam eventually made it back to his room, and fortunately there hadn't been a single person out that saw him. His breathing was heavy as he looked down at his boxers, seeing that the head of his cock was hanging out from the bottom of them. As he pulled his boxers down once more, he could see that it had grown to nearly a foot long, and it was as thick as his wrist. There was no way to explain how he had managed to get such intense growth, but as he attempted to try and rationalize what was happening, he could see it start to twitch and slowly rise up. Though the sight of his massive member was causing slight stirrings of arousal, Martin could feel something else happening down there that was not just him getting erect. It was moving with unnatural flexibility; when the head rose up it actually moved past where it would normally jut out, and as it did he saw the head start to mutate and warp slightly. It looked like the tip was elongating, and with the realization came another surge of growth that had caused him to groan. With another few inches of growth it was quickly getting to the point where it would be knocking just above his knees if it wasn't arching up towards his belly button. Was this some sort of health issue he was experiencing? The thought of losing his dick suddenly came into the forefront of his mind, especially as a purple tint began to show in the throbbing flesh. At this point through the rest of the frat was likely starting to wake up, and he wasn't even sure he had any pants that would reasonably allow him to move with it. As he tried to think about what he would do, a sudden thought popped into his head that reminded him that Martin was studying health science. It wasn't exactly going to see a doctor, but at the very least he could try and get a consultation before he had to try and smuggle this huge cock out of the frat. He still couldn't just walk out with his whole hog on display, and as he looked around he found something that would work. It was a pair of sweatpants, and even with covering them up the fabric stretched and he could see the bulge twitching. Though he was trying to push it into the back of his mind, the pleasure that was building in his body was starting to become a distraction as he looked out into the hallway before making his way towards Martin's room. Fortunately the rest of the frat was still hanging out in their rooms, allowing the coyote to get through to where Martin was. The only thing that Sam had to look out for was Steve, the arrogant tiger would be insufferable if he saw him like this. As he approached the door to the ferret's room, however, he was starting to find it a little hard to think about things like his reputation. His lusts were starting to rise along with his growing dick, and it was starting to make his mind foggy as the words of the tiger about his dry streak echoed in his head. Despite that Sam managed to steel himself and know on the door, and after a few seconds he heard the voice of the other man telling him to come in. The coyote quickly made their way inside, and as he closed the door behind him, he was greeted by quite the sight. The ferret was still dressed in his speedo, and as the faint scent of incense wafted into his nostrils he watched as Martin bent all the way down in some sort of yoga pose. It highlighted his lean, toned form, and as he continued to stand there in shock he could feel his cock throbbing as it gained another inch of length. There was an awkward pause as Sam watched Martin stand back up, then turn and look towards him. "Hey there Sam," Martin said, his gaze immediately glancing down to the huge erection that the coyote had pointed straight at him. "I was about to ask if you were going to take me up on my offer, but it seems like there is something else that you had in mind." The words had managed to snap Sam out of his lustful stupor, shaking his head slightly as he saw that the ferret was looking him over. At first he thought that he had made a mistake in confiding in the new member of the frat, but as he saw Martin licking his lips and staring at his cock appreciatively, he realized that the rumors about his preferences were true. "I know that this is going to sound fucking insane," Sam said as he gestured to his growing cock. "But you the only one with a medical background, and I need to know if this is normal; my cock just started swelling bigger, and it's getting to the point of being a problem." "A lot of guys would beg to differ," Martin replied with a cheeky grin, though his tone became more serious as he walked over. "That being said, you are bigger than most guys that I've been with." The confirmation of what the coyote had already guessed had caused his jaw to drop slightly, which only made the ferret giggle more. "Considering you came to me with your dick out, I assumed that you already knew that I prefer men." "Didn't want to assume," Sam replied, though once more he was finding it hard to focus. The ferret was getting close to his dick and his already hard member was starting to twitch, distracting him with the need that was coming from it. He wanted nothing more than for Martin to touch it, and with hearing that the other man was gay, it meant that it was possible it would actually happen. It was a hard feeling even to describe, especially since up until this point he would have recoiled at a guy touching him, and instead he just kept his mouth shut and tried not to tremble. There was already a bunch of pleasure that was coming from his thick shaft, and at it started to push past two feet even the ferret let out a gasp of surprise. "It really is growing," Martin said in shock. "I've never seen anything like that before, you look fully erect and yet it's continuing to stretch out. I think I need to do a more... thorough examination." Though Sam could see the desire in his eyes, Martin couldn't help but nod his head. Even though the ferret had reassured that he was just doing it to try and find out a cause, the coyote could see the front of his speedo starting to tent out. There was a thick layer of arousal that was starting to permeate through the room, and the second that the fingers pressed against the sensitive flesh it caused him to nearly go weak in the knees. Though he had gotten plenty of action before, the hands that were pressing against his cock at this moment was the most powerful sensation he had ever experienced. Sam let out a groan despite himself, the coyote covering his muzzle when he realized he was making such a wonton noise. The ferret chuckled and said that it was fine, those in the rooms around him weren't even around and most of the frat was out. That was the reason why there was no one around, Sam realized, but his thoughts were quickly directed back towards the one kneeling in front of him as those fingers slid back along his shaft. The ferret mentioned something about needing to do some more in-depth measurements, but all Sam could hear was the pounding of blood in his ears as his nuts, which had also significantly swelled, were starting to be fondled. The feelings of both hands pressed against his cock had broke something inside his mind. The reservations and awkwardness that came from being half-naked in front of one of his frat mates was quickly dissolving, and he found his hips thrust forward despite himself. It had caused the head of his maleness to rub against the furry cheek of the ferret that knelt before him, and when Martin looked up they saw his eyes were sparkling with desire. The pretense of this being a simple examination was falling away, Martin leaning forward and licking up against the underside of his head. The act had once more caused Sam to practically convulse, but the stimulation was doing more than just skyrocketing his lusts. His dick surged with new growth, adding more inches from the simulation to get it closer towards the third foot mark while also adding a little more girth. It should have been pulling him forward at this point with how big it was, yet he was still able to stand on his own two feet despite the waves of pleasure that were coursing through his system. He was so inundated that he didn't even realize that the ferret was attempting to push his muzzle over his shaft, his back arching as the tongue had managed to slip into the tip. He had never had anything inside his cock before, and the feeling had nearly caused him to fall forward even as Martin pulled back. "Ohhh... I didn't realize that you like that sort of play," Martin chuckled. "Well, since I get around this fat head of yours, I guess there is another way we can do this." Sam was panting heavily as the ferret shifted his position, holding onto his mammoth maleness. The stimulation had only caused his cock to grow even more, to the point where he couldn't even get both hands around it anymore. It still managed to be completely jutting out towards the ferret, whose muzzle was once more nuzzling against the tip of it. His hands were also nestling against the tip of it, and before the coyote could recover enough from the pleasure to ask what was going on, the tongue once more was pushed into the slit of his dick. The sensation of the insertion was so intense that it caused the coyote's hips to push forward, and to the surprise of both men it had pushed more than just the tongue inside. There was a muffled grunt that came from the ferret as somehow his entire muzzle had managed to slip into his cock, stretching him out in a way that he couldn't fathom. Sam's breath caught in his throat as he could feel the muffled grunts coming from the one in front of him, but as the coyote attempted to wrap his head around what was happening, he felt a tugging in his maleness that had never been there before. It was similar to the gripping of his throat muscles when he swallowed, and as the rippling pulled in it somehow had drawn in the ferret's head even more. The sudden shock of having the face of the ferret buried inside his cock had caused the coyote to reach forward in an attempt to pull him out, only for his muscles to pause. Even though his brain knew that he had to stop whatever bizarre thing was happening, his fingers stopped the second that they were pressing against Martin's head. A sudden hunger rose up inside him, but it wasn't for food as he saw the spongy flesh stretch out unnaturally to get more of the other male inside of him. As the one inside his cock squirmed about the newly developed muscles were pulling the creature even further into him, but instead of pulling him back, he felt a powerful urge to just... let it happen. Sam could feel Martin squirm even more when the hands he thought would help him out of the predicament actually started to apply pressure to the back of his head. The coyote couldn't believe what he was doing, but he couldn't stop chasing the pleasure that was being fed into his mind through his huge cock. He still couldn't believe what he was seeing, especially as the entire head had managed to slip into his slit. With more being inside his urethra, the bizarre inner muscles of his cock had gained even more of a grip on the smaller male, and with a pull that almost knocked Sam back, he could feel his slip grip against the furry neck and keep pulling him in. There was a heavy throb that radiated from his cock into the rest of his body, and as it was followed by another one it was keeping the coyote from trying to figure out what to do. His mind was already hazy from all the stimulation, and somehow the slipping of the ferret into his cock was only making things even more pleasurable. He knew somewhere in the back of his mind that he should stop this, that whatever was about to happen would not be a good thing, but the ache of sexual hunger inside of him was quickly growing overwhelming. Somehow he needed to keep going, even as he felt the fortunately narrow shoulders of the other man slip inside of him. It had been the major barrier to get Martin deeper into him, and as the wave of intense sensations continued to roll through Sam's body he finally managed to look down at himself. He hadn't even realized that he had been gripping onto the side of hte wall as his eyes widened at the sight; his massive cock looked like it was pushing almost four feet in length, and the stretchy flesh had the outline of the ferret's face in it. At this angle it was hard to tell whether Martin's expression was shock, pleasure, or horror, potentially a mix of all three as he continued to slide deeper inside of his shaft. As his gaze drifted further down the ferret's body he found that his speedo was completely tented as his legs started to kick in the air while he lifted upwards. Things were quickly reaching the point of no return; as Sam continued to watch while his chest heaved from heavy breaths, he could feel the ferret's furry arms being pinned to his sides while they disappeared into him. It was getting to the point where Martin's hips were about to get swallowed up, which might be the last point where he could potentially pull the squirming male out of his cock. Yet... the pleasure was so intense, and the hunger that had been starting to build in him was being satiated from this bizarre spectacle. He was so lost in the haze of euphoria that he hardly registered when the hips of the ferret slid into him, followed by his butt and cock that caused the creature within to squirm. Sam finally snapped out of the trance when he felt hte legs kicking, and as he blinked a few times it was just in time to watch the furry calves and feet wiggle around before slipping into his cock. At this point panic once more struck when he saw the outline of the lithe creature in his shaft, bulging it out in a way that any movement threatened to push him into orgasm. The head of Martin had completely disappeared at that point, which when he looked at where the shoulders and arms were he realized had already passed the root of his dick. There was only one place where it could possibly be, and as he started to pant slightly the coyote shifted his huge shaft to look at his balls beneath. The inflated orbs had been pulsating and churning ever since Martin had started to lavish attention upon his member. As he attempted to stifle any groans that were coming from the pleasure, he could feel more of the male starting to push into his sack. It wasn't long before he finally saw it, the head of the ferret stretching out the skin of his ballsack as more of it continued into him. Sam felt his entire body becoming stunlocked and could only watch even as wave after wave of powerful sensation coursed through his body. Each pulse of his cock made him grip the wall even tighter, and even if he wanted to try and find someone to help him, he couldn't even move at this point. His back arched from another wave of orgasmic pleasure as he saw the last of the ferret disappear inside him, and when he expected to cum he found nothing but his own spasming. Everything was being held inside him, and with his balls touching the ground from the weight of the man inside, there was no way he could move. He was so full... but as the outline of his feet disappeared into him, all Sam could focus on was the intensity of the sensations. As Sam tried to figure out what to do next, a loud gurgling caused his ears to twitch. He had been feeling Martin squirming around inside of his balls the entire time he slipped into them, but as the flesh of his sack began to retract the coyote felt something else. At first his stomach swelled, but then as the fluid began to pump into the rest of his body, the rippling of his belly became more defined. While he had a decent physique, he wasn't one of the athletes like others in the frat, but as he let out a groan he saw the muscles popping and becoming a set of abs. If it hadn't been for the circumstances it would have been a welcome sight, but suddenly another popping in his back turned his attention once more. His spine was starting to stretch unnaturally, and as his balls continued to shrink they were being lifted up even more by his legs lengthening and feet widening. Sam couldn't believe his eyes as he brought up his hands and watched the fingers growing, somewhere in his mind he realized that he was absorbing the ferret. At the same time his cock was throbbing hard, slithering in the air like a snake as his body grew to accommodate the new heft. Yet even as he saw his bicept bulging and calves thickening, a new thought entered into the coyote's mind. His huge cock hungered for more; more stimulation, more lust, and most importantly, more to stuff down into his slit. It was like it had a mind of its own, and the longer he stood there the harder it was to resist the siren call that it was giving him. Even though he knew what he did was wrong, the powerful urges were already trying to tell him to do it again, perhaps with someone that was a little stockier. Eventually the sensations of pleasure subsided enough that Sam could move around again, and as he went towards the mirror that Martin had he saw just how drastic the changes were. His body looked jacked; whatever had just happened to him was causing him to grow bigger, and as he reached down with his clawed hands he found them to have shrunk significantly. They were almost back to normal, and with that came the hunger doubling back down on him, causing his eyes to squeeze shut as the whispers of wanting to consume filled his mind. Somewhere in the back of his brain he remembered that he had been told that the hunger of his cock would take over his life, but as he heard the voice of another frat member calling out for Martin it caused his eyes to snap open and reveal their glowing irises... A few hours later the tiger walked towards the kitchen once more, seeking yet another cup of coffee to try and cure his hangover. As he made way past the frat president's office he heard something that caused him to pause. It sounded like a loud groaning sound, and when he realized what it was it caused him to smirk and pull out his phone. He was always down for a good piece of blackmail, and after testing the knob he found it to be unlocked. Big mistake, Steve thought to himself, and after he had hit record on his phone he quickly threw the door open to capture the illicit act. Except that it wasn't sex that he stumbled onto, at least not in the traditional sense as his jaw dropped and his phone hit the floor. Sam let out a low growl as he slowly turned his muscular body towards the tiger, the tail of the lizardman that had been the president of the frat still hanging out of his cock. "Steve..." Sam grumbled, his maleness already stretching out towards the feline as his fang-filled maw curled up in a grin. "My dry streak... is over..." Steve was caught so off guard by seeing the outline of the lizardman that was stuffing the coyote's cock, but it was quickly being drawn down into the balls that were already massive. As the tiger looked down he gasped as he saw a hand push out the flesh of the sack, but before he had a chance to run away he already had the thick shaft wrap around him like a snake. Before he had a chance to turn and run, the shaft of the coyote's maleness had managed to wrap around his waist. He could feel the lizardman still squirming inside as it was wrapped around him, but he was disappearing down towards the massive creature that towered over him. "Ahhh... Sam..." Steve said as he tried to squirm out of the grip of this prehensile cock, which only served to squeeze him more while keeping his arms pinned to his sides. With Sam approaching it allowed the slit of his dick to slide over his feet, causing the tiger to let out a loud gasp of shock as he immediately felt the pull of the inner muscles swallowing him up. "Perhaps... we can talk this out?" Sam just let out another growl, letting his cock continue to envelop the tiger. Even with the president of the frat bulging out his dick, his hunger was quickly becoming insatiable. He could feel the lizardman already starting to join the other that he had ambushed and stuck in there, his mass already adding to his own while he watched Steve disappear quickly into his shaft as well. It was the first time that he had managed to get someone feet first, and there was something strangely intriguing about watching the feline squirm as he disappeared down into his shaft. Soon all the frat would join the others, and that would only be the start for the monster created by the careless curse.