An Eiji Otaka Creation & Collaboration with Leon Blizzard

Elusive Friendly Yeenwolf Writer

Corrupted Transformation Architect

Altar of Haruk'ha

The Giggling God of Corruption has found the avatar of his return.

My name is Max, archaeologist extraordinaire. While not as adventurous as Indiana Jones, I had a similar build, with brown skin and short black dreads. At 32, I was pretty well respected in my field, but had a penchant for going off on my own when my curiosity got the better of me. On a particular dig near the border of Tanzania and the Congo, I'd discovered an ancient idol of unknown origins. It was the most curious thing. Almost 2 feet tall. It looked like some kind of hyena person or deity, but the weirdest thing was the 8 inch penis on the artifact. I'd seen fertility goddess idols with exaggerated women's parts, but it was the first I'd seen on a male idol. I had intended to share my find with the others on my expedition, but it was like a voice in the back of my head was telling me to keep it to myself for now. Looking over the lewd statuette, I had a chuckle before putting it in my bag before I went to camp for the night, and to return home the next day.

As the stars began to cover the nightsky, I fell into a deep, erotic dream. At first, I dreamt about the admiration I obtained from the idol I found, and quickly met a hot babe I took home. I was dominating her, feeling her hot breath muffled against my neck as she held onto me while I fucked her like there was no tomorrow. But quickly, we began to change roles, she took over, and sat on top of me. Yet, then some weird shit began to happen. The more she dominated me, the weirder her looks had gotten. She quickly began to turn into a male hyena-like person, looking more and more like the statue as she shoved her, or rather his - foot long dick into my mouth, forcing me to taste the cum half-congealed around the tip of the dark shaft. My sweet slumber was abruptly interrupted, I found myself sitting up in my tent, all sweaty despite the cool night chill that I was used to. It was then that I began hearing whispers ringing in my ears, which came with the breeze of the wind itself. Looking around, I could tell that there was not a single soul, but the unclear whispers lingered in my mind, as if the wind was swirling inside of my head, talking directly to my brain. For some reason, my cock was tenting my shorts, perhaps due to the first part of the dream, I convinced myself.

I sat on my knees, covered in sweat with my cock throbbing. I almost didn't know what to do with myself. My body felt hot, but my sweat-soaked shirt cooled my skin. I could feel my muscles tensing as the voices drew my mind to the idol. Sitting in the corner of my tent. I could only stare at it with increasing wonder.

My body began moving on its own, crawling towards the idol as drool pooled at my bottom lip, pouring against my chin as its large sculpted penis was pointing right against my mouth. The whispers were stronger, yet they still made zero sense to me.

My eyes clouded over as my bottom lip darkened and swelled. drool careening down my stubbled chin as my lips wrapped around the smooth stone shaft. It felt warm in my mouth. Its salty musky flavor was like flesh to me. Delicious. So delicious! I couldn't help myself but suck and lick. Eyes flashing yellow for a moment as I tasted a deliciously foul and sweet slime ooze from the tip. I sat there hunched over servicing this idol's cock, back muscles starting to swell, ass bulging in my shorts.

My cock began to twitch and drool against my underwear and throughout my pants in a wet tent. The rubies, dazzlingly polished gems, that the idol had for eyes were glowing. My stance grew wider as I leaned in further, asscheeks parting as they grew rounder, stronger, and beefier which forced my virgin asshole to be revealed against my now soggy shorts. My pores opened up to sweat excessively, turning my clothes effectively see-through with how soggy they were as my asshole began to puff out and darken, much like my bottom lip. It pushed outwards, growing into a beautiful, self-lubricating leather donut that seemed eager for something.

My mind was awash in worship. The Great Haruk'ha deserved my undivided attention. My lengthening tongue lathered the smooth shaft with thickening drool and spittle. My shirt was starting to rip at the seams, increasingly fuzzy flesh peeking through. My teeth grew pointed, curving into bestial fangs that yellowed with cummy plaque as if I'd been using hyena spunk as mouth wash the last few years. My breath was hot and steamy as I sucked on the idol's cock. My own spurting nasty precum like a loose faucet as a growing nub above my swollen black pucker put increasing pressure then forced its way out of my sweaty taut shorts.

In moments my feet started to rip through my socks. At first it was my lengthening toes, followed by newly grown dark claws that shot forward, but soon an instinctive flex as my pads pushed down below made them fall in tatters across the floor. My new sweaty, dark pads were accustomed to walking on various terrains without the need for shoes. They were humongous, each toe covered in damp dark fur. The whispers were becoming clearer as my ears grew pointy, telling me to worship my idol, to get my body ready for the one who grants me more bliss than anything ever could. Nipples became darker and larger as my pecs barreled outwards, and packed on slabs of meat that now grazed the floor as I devoured the tainted jizz. My tail swished from side to side slowly, as a low growl began to build up in my throat while I eagerly sucked.

I can feel my mind twisting around the delicious beast cock in my mouth, thoughts warping from the whispers of my new god Haruk'ha. My seam-torn shirt was barely clinging to my sweat covered body as my furry torso packed on more muscle. Sinewy pops filled the tent as my body expanded. The brown sweaty fur on my chest had perspiration dripping from my dark, nearly thumb-sized nipples.

This was glorious! My warped mind told me. My body was being blessed by Haruk'ha, the name cementing itself in my skull with every whisper. The seat of my tight shorts finally ripped open to free the rest of my tail and allow my steaming hot, oily wet pucker to air out its musky scent. My sweaty paws curled, toes digging into the bottom of my tent as my hunched over bestial body filled the tent with my invasive odor. My nose darkened, getting colder and moistening as my nostrils took in my changing scent as my face pressed forward. Cheeks covered with thick fuzz as my faceplate cracked and jutted forward. The growl deepened in my chest as my brow thickened and sloped down, putting more inhuman pressure on my thoughts. My growing muzzle drooled thick slimy foam, nostrils wet and flaring as I felt a tinge of bestial insanity roll through my brain. My black balls grew heavier with my metamorphic seed, the cum in my nuts remade in Haruk'ha's image. I felt the cock in my muzzle pulse before at least a pint of creamy, yellow, hyena god, cock nectar went in it and down my throat. I felt a ripple of power shoot through my body before my black uncut cock jerked up and sprayed corrupted cock batter all over my chest and the inside of my tent. All I could remember was my new god's name as I slumped over and sleep took me.

I woke up the next day, slightly hairier with my clothes all torn off. I was covered in jizz, but all I can remember of the night was a feeling of euphoria like I had the hottest erotic dream ever. Hell, probably even the most erotic sensation I've ever felt. Just hovering my hand near my cock made me shudder from how hard I had cum. The idol was back to normal, sitting innocuously now that the night had passed. I couldn't remember what had occurred outside of my orgasm but for some reason my asshole tingled and was even slightly... Wet?...

"Fuck. I haven't had a wet dream that intense... Ever." I try to ignore my cock and the tingles of pleasure it radiates as I pull off the sweaty cum soaked rags that were my clothes. Was that really cum? It was so much. I'd never seen it yellow like that before either. So... Musky too. I could feel my cock hardening again at the thought and shuddered with a bit of self disgust.

My mind can't seem to register the fact that something is off, clothes should not be torn from just cumming, nor should I have cum at such a volume, but it all just flies by. Every hint of resistance or discomfort that comes up to my mind is immediately whisked away by a mysterious force. Brushing it off, I figure I should probably get dressed and head towards the airport for my flight home later on tonight. It's time to get back to the States with my successful scavenge. I could analyze it further back at home.

I continue to ignore my cock, slowly getting dressed in a fresh pair of clothes. My mind keeps getting drawn to that wonderful statue I found during my scavenge. Oh how I couldn't wait to examine it further. To have it shining on a pedestal. To share Haruk'ha's glory with others... I was so caught up in my revelry of the find, I didn't even question why I knew the deity's name or why my cock was precumming at the thought of sharing Haruk'ha's glory. I just finished packing my things, almost in a daze. Before I knew it. I was back at the airport with the others. For some reason I kept my find to myself, though Craig, a rival of mine, kept probing like he knew I found something good. His handsome face and broad shoulders drew my attention though. He'd make a good fuck if he wasn't such an asshole. I paused for a second... I'd never fuck a guy. Where did that come from? I disgustedly ignored the fact that I was still hard as we got on the plane, idol safely tucked in my backpack carry-on. Thankfully I got to sit by myself on the flight, but the male flight attendant now seemed to be the thing making my cock twitch. I didn't realize how much I was staring or the fact that my hand was reaching in my bag, stroking the idol as I eyed him like prey with increasingly clouded thoughts. The sun was starting to set as our long flight took off.

The idol's eyes began to glow again, yet this time, I was awake. My stomach turned over, and made me feel incredible pain. Little did I know that it was my abdomen pushing forward, abs popping out into muscled stones in order to turn my body onto a proper altar for Haruk'ha to use. Even my insides were changing to fit the shape and size of his cock and others perfectly, creating new glands to spread my scent and lubricate my asshole at all times.

I shivered as I felt my asshole swell, asscheeks swelling up with muscle and fat as they spread apart for my blackening pucker to press against my undies. My prostate throbbed. I took a slow measured breath as I felt my nipples graze against my shirt, pecs filling out the fabric of my polo. I saw the Flight attendant walk past again, and our eyes locked. A sudden gay urge rippled through my brain as the idol's eyes glowed brighter, the hand rubbing the idol's shaft getting thicker, nails turning black and pointing a bit as my knuckles and the back of my palm dusted with dark brown fuzz. My eyes sharpened with predatory charm and I smiled at the attendant with my now pronounced bicuspids. He looked like he shivered a bit with arousal or fear. I couldn't tell at first, but as he moved past. My nose picked up his scent. Male. Young, Clean. ugh... But there was definitely arousal... That's what I wanted... I licked my darkened lips, catching a bit of drool before it slid down my chin.

The flight attendant leaned in, his boyish lips nearly against my ears. "Meet me in the bathroom in 5 minutes." He called, clearly accepting my mating call. Perhaps I could please Haruk'ha by giving him a performance, and showing him how well I use the gift he bestowed upon me. Once the night is out, my sexual preferences fully shift, making me as gay as they come. I can't help but think of cocks and ass, licking my lips once more as devious homoerotic thoughts percolate through my warped mind that make me giggle under my breathe as the flight attendant traveled past me with his cart, his ass waving from side to side, as if to tease me.

My brain was soaking in Haruk'ha's influence. Feral gay desires rippling through my greymatter, pulverizing my straight human sensibilities with every shudder of arousal. A slight sheen of sweat covered my body that was now filling out my clothes perfectly. Well everything but my shoes which were a bit tight, I could feel the sweat building up between my toes, the undersides feeling more sensitive than ever. I barely noticed my other hand rubbing my cock through my shorts, knuckles dusted with the same dark fuzz as the left hand rubbing off Haruk'ha's sigil. My right hand pulsed with thick muscle as the nails darkened and pointed slightly, precum already collecting under them. I giggled to myself in glee as the lights in the aircraft darkened for the redeye flight. I pulled out my almost pawlike hand from the statue's shaft in my bag. It was dripping with yellow cock slime. I licked my palm before slicking my hair back with the fluids into a messy dreaded mohawk. Snickering at how sexy I must have looked, I rose out of my seat and into the aisle. My larger frame and broad shoulders filling it from seat to seat as I swaggered to the back. Armpit stains and wet tented crotch hidden by the darkness in the plane.

I felt a deep connection to Haruk'ha, not wanting to leave his idol behind, but the cock nectar I had licked up and slicked my hair with gave me the boost of virility I needed to complete my ritual of worship. My more sensitive nose could tell the plane's cabin was filled with my scent. The powerful musk made some gag, while a growing number of others found themselves increasingly aroused. I licked my lips as I reached the back, catching a bit of drool before the horny flight attendant could see as I entered the lavatory. I almost towered over the cute blonde. My thick musk was filling the small space, and he looked a bit intimidated despite the proximity to my scent overriding his normal olfactory senses and causing his erection to peak. "H-hey there," he said nervously while looking up at my sharp grin. I gave him no time to react further as I pulled him in for a kiss. My lips darkened as my long tongue lathered the inside of his mouth with syrupy drool and left over cock slime from the statue. My hands gripped his body hard, pulling him close to me as I ground my body against his, the precum oozing from the tented tip of my shorts, being rubbed all over his clothed belly. Leaving wet slimy patches all over his front. After a minute of our messy makeout session. I pushed him away, holding his shoulders in my broad hands and looking him over. His own lips seemed a tad darker, covered in our combined drool, mostly mine. With a dazed look on his face he said, "Woah.. so hot..." I took that as a sign the ritual was going as Haruk'ha desired and giggled before forcing the clean shaven male's face deep into my swampy armpit. Even clothed in my tight polo, the fabric around my armpits had become sodden with my abundant sweat, and even had some of my thick pubic fur peeking through. His face was saturated in my stink. The potent musky pheromones clouded the blonde male's thoughts with even more homoerotic desires than usual, causing his 6in cock to spurt precum in his pants as he moaned with need into my armpit.

"Hehehe! Sniff it like a good bitch" I giggled out roughly, letting go of his head, I released my jet black uncut beast of a cock. The musk in the room nearly doubled and made him gag a little when I pulled him back by the scruff of his neck. My cum crusted nails dug into his skin a bit as I forced his face down on my cock, and rubbed my slimy precum over his cheeks before his darkened lips took in my meaty shaft. My preseed acted as a suppressant for his gag reflex as I pushed all 10 inches down his throat.

"Yeah suck it good, bitch heheh. Suck my cock in praise to the great Haruk'ha, so that you may please him and be blessed with his seed as he has blessed me," I say with shuddering pleasure. My god's power invigorated me and guided my words. My cock was making the blonde's throat bulge. Stubble grew over his face and down his neck as my heavy nuts churned against his now rugged chin.

While I performed the ritual of lust, the statue sat in my bag eyes glowing all the while. Craig, my archeological rival, had noticed me going to the bathroom and despite the musk that gave him a hardon, was determined to get out of his seat to check out if I had found something on our last dig. He quietly made his way to my seat, and cursed my luck of having no one to sit next to me before he eyed my bag. He could see that it was open and something inside seemed to release a faint light. He did his best to look inconspicuous and sat down before he reached into my bag. It's not long before his hand touched Haruk'ha's idol. Unknowingly, he gripped it by the wet shaft. He gagged from the potent stench coming from the bag as he tried pulling the idol out but felt a hot burning sensation, like he had touched a stove. He yelped and pulled his hand free. His eyes were greeted with his own hand coated with a slimy film over it and a burn mark on his palm. Perplexed and moreso disgusted, he rubbed his hand on his pants. "What the fuck is that?" Craig whispered with a frown and quickly made his way back to his seat. He'd confront me about it later, but if he only knew what Harukha had in store for him.

The blonde young man grew manlier by the second, his back cracked as he grew taller due to the blessing. His body grew hairier with each passing moment as his grunts turned nearly beastial, he then moved away from my cock with force and slammed me against the wall. Long gone is the twink as now a muscle man stood in his place. He turned me over and took down my shorts as he shoved his face against my puffed anus ring and began rimming it. He savored the musky self-lubricant like it was some kind of raunchy divine nectar. Munching at the clear goop leaking out of my hole, I am left to fuck the wall aimlessly as he eagerly marked his face with my bestial scent. I knew Haruk'ha must be pleased with my spreading his name and prowess around, like some sort of disease I brought with me from overseas. Little do I know that I am a carrier. The patient zero for his mystical infection that would spread gay male hyaenid contagion across the land. The suppressed human side of me was somehow still sure I was a straight lady's man despite the rapid growth of my bestial homoerotic instincts. The blonde hunk pulled back with a string of drool and slime that pulled from his bottom lip and sharpened teeth to my dark, puffy, throbbing anus. With a feral grin that snapped the slimy string, he pulled out his now 8 inch long cock and thrusted it against my hole, which never had any other cock than Haruk'ha's idol before. The flesh felt different inside of me, my rim encased around it and wrapped it with my warm slimy anal walls. The infectious ooze turned the cock darker and larger, to that of a fellow worshiper. The head of his cock bulged as he fucked me faster and harder. The loud sloshing sound echoed as my anus burned in pain and need, but the pleasure overwhelmed me.

My pucker squelched around the flight attendant's mutating cock, the gooey infectious ass slime lubed it nicely as it swelled from 8 inches to a throbbing foot long slab that stretched my hole so nicely as I rammed my ass back into his thrusts. I could feel my pucker change more permanently, the lubricating scent glands just inside my anus locked into my corrupted anatomy. My puckered hole swelled around the blonde stud's newly feral black cock.

"Praise be Haruk'ha as another joins in his worship," I say between moans. My fuzzy ass baptized the blonde attendant's cock as he moaned out, "Praise Haruk'ha!" His mind was washed with the deity's corruption, human thoughts twisted and overwhelmed with the hyena god's influence being pumped out from every orifice, every pore of my body.

With the utterance of his new god's name, the nearly feral flight attendant shuddered as his jet black balls swelled to the size of apples, filling with inhuman seed, before pumping pints of corrupted greasy yellow yena cum up his shaft and into my slobbering hungry ass. The injection of my brethren's seed made my body pump with even more muscle, causing my clothes to slightly tear at a few seams. My 10 inch uncut dick pushed out further, becoming as thick as a man's forearm as it reached twelve inches of solid jet black fuck stick. My club of a cock wobbled and bounced, spurting precum like excessive slobber as my amber eyes rolled up to the whites. I could feel the beastly blonde jabbing and cumming directly against my swollen needy prostate. With a wild giggle, my heavy nuts rose up, veins bulging on my obsidian shaft before my uncut tip sprayed quarts of corruptive slimy yena cock cream. My jerking cock got the yellow spunk everywhere. The wall. The sink. The toilet. All covered in infectious sludge that would make a follower of Haruk'ha out of any man in due time. The almost brutish flight attendant pulled out of my ass. Rivulets of cum dripped from my gaping pucker before it contracted and sealed the spoogey offering inside of me. I turned around, pulling my shorts back up my muscled, incredibly hairy ass with a bit of difficulty before regarding the flight attendant who joined me in worship. I grabbed his cock and head, forcing him into another kiss while frotting our cocks together. He eagerly reciprocated before I suddenly broke the embrace and whispered, "Praise Haruk'ha."

He repeated it back to me with a grin before we lumbered out of the lavatory, just barely remembering to stuff our cocks back into our pants and shorts. I made my way back to my seat and sat down, almost taking up both seats now as the fabric of my clothes strained in agony, the sound of a thread popping every so often. I immediately smelled Craig's scent and growled before reaching in my bag. My growl turned into a giggle as I pulled out the idol. Its glowing eyes met mine as it whispered to me, rooting Haruk'ha's will throughout my brain as we decided what to do with the troublesome human.

The flight attendant went back to his area in the back, trying to resist rubbing his cock through his pants as he prepared the snack cart. His tent pressed into the opening in the cart, oozing precum over some of the cans and into the ice box as he made his way down the aisle. His musky bigger body alerting every person to his presence as he offered them a snack and drink. Some took the offer, if only to take their minds off their genitals, while others found the flight attendant a bit more repulsive, even in the dark, and declined any service. The other attendant was a bit weirded out, but she decided to save the questions for later as the now hunky looking attendant sat down in his seat.

By the time the plane landed everyone, pilots included, were on the brink of orgasm from the recycled musk they breathed over the 8 hour flight. Women felt like their clits were screaming for attention while their labias felt thick and heavy. The men hard as rock, staining their pants with precum as their balls churned against their will. Some males even found a budding interest in men, empty cups long discarded as they swooned at the primal manly musk flowing through the cabin. The landing was a bit rockier than usual, but in no time everyone was getting up and grabbing their stuff to leave, trying to hide their arousal. Though some were a bit generous grazing others as they shifted around to leave.

I woke up as the pilot announced our landing, barely remembering anything that happened. Did I go to the bathroom? Everything after seemed to be a fog. While I had shrunk back to a more reasonable size my muscles still filled out my clothes nicely and my shoes still felt tight. I shifted to leave and nearly moaned as I felt my wet puckering asshole graze the seat of my shorts, a warm pleasurable ache in my prostate. Why was I so sensitive lately? I really need to get laid. As I left the plane I greeted the rest of my group, ignoring Craig's glare as we headed to baggage claim all eager to get home and take care of business.

Craig grabbed his luggage and made sure he had everything packed, his own cock was banging against the cotton prison through the whole drive, Haruk'ha's influence already flowing through him as he was filled with envy, little did he know that it was for the idol's affection and corruption that he spread onto me. He was about to exit the air port's gates before he abruptly stopped and bumped into me, causing my suitcase to fall onto the floor. This bump alone was enough to make goosebumps appear all over, his cock shooting a small jet of pre-cum, wetting his underwear further.

"I know what you're hiding, Max. You do know that this counts as theft, right? I don't know what are you planning to do with it, and sadly, I can't prove anything because god knows where the fuck you put that thing. I don't know where you are hiding it right now you sick bastard, probably up your ass. But I'll keep an eye on you, and when I prove to everyone what you did, your reputation will go down to hell," he said, bumping into the now equally big male before sneering, showing his slightly sharper teeth as he traveled outside without even looking back. Craig was always a big man, and for some reason, I had now noticed it more than ever. He had a great physique, and it was quite admirable how he managed to keep his body in shape all while still being a brilliant researcher. His body was definitely enviable, he probably banged lots of hot babes back at the University, possibly even Beth. Damn, she's a fucking bimbo. I don't know why I want her so much. Immediately, my thoughts drifted to her soft dick-sucking bubbly lips, her jiggly ass and large tits. I could have sworn she was doing it on purpose, buying smaller shirts and putting no bras on so everyone could talk about her large nipples that were just barely obscured by her lab coat. She was so hard to miss as her heels clacked across the floor. I then imagined her naked, with Craig on top of her, fucking her wildly like a beast as he thrust into her wet pussy, rubbing the base of his cock against her clit while she screamed. Roughly banging her against the wall with his huge cock, holding her like a man against the wall. This thought alone made even more cum drip into my underwear, the dark spot now growing visible in my pants, and unbeknownst to me, in my rear as well, the gland active as ever. Damn, I really needed to fap one out, I just couldn't wait to get home already.

I headed home from the airport, feeling sticky and a bit lethargic with a constant horniness in the background. Flying west always gave me the worst jet lag, something about it being like going back in time despite time passing made for the worse day after, but thankfully I could go straight home since I had no reported findings. My mind turned to Haruk'ha's idol, safely tucked in my backpack. The mystic sigil masked its presence from others, due to an incantation I weaved under Haruk'ha's guidance, though my human self was unaware.

I got home with just a couple more hours of daylight due to the travel. It was like repeating the night all over again, though this time Haruk'ha would claim more of me. Turning my very body and soul into his corrupted altar.

I found myself trying to look up more about Haruk'ha online, but could find nothing except how some African tribes had superstitions about men turning into hyenas, nothing concrete. I huffed in frustration, mind turning to my throbbing cock. I hadn't realized how much attention it was demanding during my web dive, but now it was tired of being ignored. I shifted my larger frame, forgetting to wash and change clothes like I normally would after returning from a dig. My mind had just omitted the sweat-damp clothes still clinging to my body. The sun, just starting to head over the horizon. The idol sat nearby, seemingly innocuous, as I unzipped my shorts. My hairy thighs were nearly bulging out of them as my 14-inch monster of a cock flopped out. I blinked a bit. My mouth hung open, shocked at how big it was, not even registering why it was uncut or black as onyx.

"Wha... How...?" I said, pulling back in confusion, but the thick musk rising up from my hairy crotch fogged my mind, pulling me back to task. Licking my lips I started sliding my meaty palm up and down my needy shaft.

It was so big. So sexy. Sooo manly. I pulled up some porn on the browser, looking up busty chicks getting rammed by big dick dudes. The heartless raw sex playing in the videos resonated with my sexual hunger, at first focusing my attention on the females as the fat cocks slid in and out of them, but more and more I found myself staring at those juicy cocks, and the round muscled asses of the men using them.

I was starting to growl in pleasure as I thought of using my cock on someone. My thoughts turned to Beth. Thinking about her sucking me off and serving my cock as I waxed away at his shaft, pungent precum bubbling out the uncut tip. I was almost in a trance, drooling as I daydreamed. Her thick dark lips wrapped around my shaft. Her golden yellow eyes staring up at me. The stubble on her chin rubbing against my nuts. I grunted in desire of my fantasy. She pulled away from my throbbing cock and stood up, a big black cock with fist-sized nuts where her pussy should be was bouncing and dripping precum as she sat her hairy ass on my shaft, giggling roughly as her own footlong dick slapped against my hairy chest, splashing tinted precum on my pecs as her dark pucker gobbled up my shaft. I closed my eyes, grunting and groaning as precum flung onto my chin. I opened them to see Craig bouncing on my cock. His hairy muscled chest going up and down, abs tight as his uncut yena cock smacked my chest, flinging precum between us. I gripped Craig as his deep moans were intermingled with bestial whines for more. Bent at the knee, Craig's hairy thighs were showing in all their toned glory as I felt the hungry pucker grip my cock, guiding the tip to smash against the prostate. Two hairy studs fucked liked gay beasts in my mind until Craig's cock jerked up and sprayed thick yellow cum all over my dream self while moaning out, "Praise Haruk'ha!"

At that my eyes flashed open back in reality, glimmering yellow for just a moment as I came. My own lips forced me to utter "Praise Haruk'ha," just as Craig had in my dream. The orgasm rippling through me was even stronger, as what started as barely an ounce of human white cum, was quickly replaced with at least a pint of corrupted inhuman yellow spunk. The musky gunk sprayed over my keyboard, monitor, dripping down a screen that now showed all gay porn with muscled hairy studs fucking raw and sniffing pits.

"Fuuuuuuck..." I said, huffing as I leaned my big hairy bod back in my chair. I suddenly felt rather sleepy, slowly sliding out the computer chair, disregarding the cock slime on my desktop or the raunchy gay porn on the screen as I stumbled to bed. In no time I had fallen onto the bed and was fast asleep, still clothed in my stretched out sweat sticky garments from the steamy flight earlier. Haruk'ha would have me now, and call out those touched with his blessing until they found Haruk'ha's "altar".

As I fell into a deep sleep, body covered in sweat, I tossed and turned restlessly. My dreams were fraught with sex and worship. Horny big cocked beasts gyrating and breeding each other endlessly. The whispers of Haruk'ha ever present, telling me to join with him, telling me to guide and expand his flock. His will became my own as my hairy muscled body grew further. My lips repeating his whispering will from thick darkening lips. My left shoulder ripped through my sweat-soaked shirt, revealing the fur-covered muscles beneath. The hair on my hardened abs thickened into a damp brown fur as my shirt slid up from my growing torso. Drool cascaded down my fuzzy cheek as I growled with ever-growing arousal. Too lost in the throes of my corruptive wet dream, I didn't notice my nails darkening and growing into claws on my thick fingers that gripped and tore into my sheets. My uncut cock still stood 14 inches with the girth of a man's wrist, black as the night sky as it bounced across my furry abs, spewing ounces of musky precum with every twitch. Thick sinewy thighs covered in hair filled my shorts tight as my skin toughened into a brown spotted pelt. My fuzzy feet kicked and splayed, fat toes growing dark claws as my feet swelled, tearing through my sweaty socks as they became thick size 15 paws with rough pads underneath.

The room was filled with my musk, and excited my slumberous arousal even further. Unknown to me Haruk'ha's idol was thumping like a heartbeat in the other room. Radiating it's own musk as it filled my home with a corruptive miasma. A dark haze with wisps of red and purple spread throughout my house, twisting everything inside to create a temple suiting Haruk'ha's followers. My photos of colleagues and family changing to pictures of beasts breeding. My artwork shifts to scrolls with tainted runes drawn on them. Flower pots turned to empty vases as the flowers wilted before filling with gooey yellow servings of hyenic seed. Even my electronics were affected. The contents of my computer changing to gay porn of hairy males and hirsute half-men. My DVDs shifting from action movies and psychological thrillers to raunchy entertainment of males being corrupted by gnolls and werehyenas. All throughout this Haruk'ha was reshaping my will to his own.

Just the town over my rival colleague, Craig, was having his own defilement by Haruk'ha. His hand that was marked by Haruk'ha burned with arousal that spread down into his loins. He couldn't sleep. He couldn't eat. He could only masturbate despite his best efforts to stop.

"What's wrong with me?!" he cried as he watched his trembling hand reach down to his throbbing cock for at least the fifth time since he'd arrived home. He gasped as the feel of his achy shaft filled his rough hand. His mind was inundated with images upon images of sexual acts with me. Submitting to me. Worshipping my big hairy body. Bending over and receiving Haruk'ha's blessing from my ebony cock. In moments he shuddered and came once more, balls aching as they emptied themselves, his nuts left only with human precum. His hand was covered in his own juices, a mixture of musky sweat and cum. Craig managed to pull his hand from his cock and watched with fearful awe as it twitched and swelled. Fingernails thicken and turn black before curving out into claws. Fingers pumping into a more bestial visage as his palms inflated with muscle and sinew, rough dark pads swelling underneath. The back of his hairy hand got fuzzier as his hair thickened into dark fur.

"My god! I'm turning into a freak! It's gotta be that statue. What the fuck? I need to find Max. I..I.." Craig stammered, trying to will himself to action, but as if on instinct, he found himself bringing his new handpaw up to his face and taking a long slow lick. The taste of his own seed made him shake with another burst of arousal. "God no! Please..." he wept as his hand reached down to his cock once more.

With a heartbeat's thump I awoke covered in sweat, eyes shining amber. I stood up in a daze, hair a mess and wicked with perspiration. My cock sticking out and pulsing tablespoons of precum. Hairy muscles sheening as my chest heaved. I lumbered out of my room, mind too cloudy to address the changes to my living space as I reached Haruk'ha's idol sitting on my desk. The ruby eyes glowing as the whispers in my head grew to the point of becoming my own thoughts. I knelt before the idol and wrapped my dark lips around the obsidian shaft as it oozed a goldenrod elixir, Haruk'ha's essence. I eagerly slurped and sucked out the fluids, my stubble covered adam's apple bobbing with every gulp as I fed directly from my god. My cock bounced and spurted precum in excitement, the musky preseed splashing the side of my desk. The wood soaking in the odorous offering as my body swelled further. My muscles twitch, as I filled out my clothes to the seam. My thick neck cracked as I felt my back hunch over to make room for my extending spine. A line of dark fur spread from my hairline down the center of my back before it ended at my increasingly fuzzy asscrack. I felt the idol pulse in my mouth before a hot surge of seed stronger than before filled my cheeks before I swallowed it down. I pulled away from the idol, lips dripping with corruptive cum before a long purplish tongue slid out my mouth and lapped up the remnants in one stroke. I grinned, sharp teeth yellowed by Haruk'ha's sexual essence as my eyes now shone red. My mind was now just as much Haruk'ha's as it was my own. I rose and lumbered out of the house.

The moment I opened the door I felt the full moon's light cast down on my body. I stretched and growled out a chuckle as my cock spurt out an ounce of infectious precum onto my porch. I looked to the moon and basked in it as I muttered a ritual of power and corruption. The hue of the moon's light then shifted to soft red. I had called forth the blood moon, and then began my trek across town.

Moving as if on autopilot, not caring about my state of dress or lack thereof, I tread to where my lord's will guided me. Hairy pawlike feet leaving sweaty footprints in my wake that sizzled with corruptive heat. The moon gave me power, reflecting Haruk'ha's image onto me as I moved through the sleepy town. My body grew as patches of shaggy dotted fur tore through seams in my shirt and shorts. Half of my furry abs flexed under the lip of my polo, the rest taut under the fabric. I knew not where I was going, but soon found myself standing outside a modest brownstone. With a heavy fist I knocked at the door.

Craig tried to resist answering the door in his embarrassing predicament, but his hand pulled him to the knob, heart racing as his paw-like hand opened the door, cock still out and throbbing.

I stood there with glowing red eyes looking at the disheveled muscular man in front of me. The terror in his human eyes betrayed the throbbing lust in his shorts. His hair was a mess and he was covered in sweat. The scent of his musk was like an aphrodisiac to my darkened nostrils. I gave him a drooling smile as I trod inside while he backed away in fear.

"Max!? W-What the fuck happened to you?" Craig yelled as he stumbled back onto the floor while his paw-like hand started groping at his crotch again, "What's happening to m-me?!"

My teeth, already starting to change, grew into yellow fangs, the bottom pair most pronounced as I grumbled with raspy glee, "You have been marked by the Great Haruk'ha. You will join me in worship. You will praise him with reverence to my body, which is an altar to him. Humanity will soon writhe in pleasure as it's corrupted to his image!"

I'm quickly standing over him, my throbbing black cock bobbing in front of his face with odorous musk as it spurts precum onto him. He gags and tries to pull away, but his tainted hand instead reaches for my shaft. My heavy nuts churn at the feel of his paw on my cock, the connection almost electric as he feels the rush of corruption and power surge through his arm and into his chest before diving down into his loins. His lips were already darkened from the precum sprayed onto them. I took a clawed hand, and wrapped it around the back of his head before I pressed his face into my musky sack. He moaned in defiance, his body convulsed with the exposure to my gnoll corruption. I saturated his face with my sweat. My scent seeped into him as his mind grew hazy. I snicker as I feel his tongue start to lash out, tasting the sweat dripping from my fist-sized furry balls. Craig moans with a shock of lust, body growing more eager, even as he continues to resist. His stubbled chin rested on my taint as his lengthening tongue slid across my heavy sack. The scent glands buried in my anus were going into overdrive, the infectious slimy lubricant oozed out my dark swollen hole and slid down to my taint. The musky clear goop soaked into Craig's chin, and caused his stubble to grow as I marked him as mine.

I pulled his head back and looked down at him with a wild grin. His lips were as black as mine, teeth sharper, with a plum colored tongue dangling out the side of his mouth while he huffed and panted. My scent was all over his face, brown eyes looking wild and needy with specs of amber as the miasmic musk rising from the slime on his chin had his mind flailing. Even still he resisted. Trying his hardest not to give in to his long time rival and whatever supernatural force that had warped my being. My face cracked forward a bit as I licked my chops under narrowed eyes. It would be so good breaking him, taking all he had to offer and feeding it to the Great Haruk'ha. My meaty pawlike hand tightened my grip on the back of his head while his transformed hand aimed my cock for his mouth.

"Plthshe Noommph!" He tried to say, lips stumbling over his floppy tongue before I stuffed them with my leaking ebon shaft. His eyes rolled up as I pressed my club of a cock to the back of his throat, precum spurting from the tip with every inch, coating the inside of his mouth and deeper as I pushed into his esophagus. His nostril hairs were seared with my crotch musk, nose turned wet and blackened with my corruption. I was going to fill him with Haruk'ha's Blessing, and when I took his human soul, the void would be filled with gay horny bestial spirit. My fuzzy nuts churned and pulsed as my act of praise sent a surge of corruption through me, the blood moon supercharged the deific power remaking me as I inducted another into worship.

My toughened skin turned a deep brown as my spotted fur filled in and covered what was left of the visible skin on my body. The stubble rising up my cheeks thickened as my face cracked forward, nose dark and wet as my fangs grew to full length, bottom bicuspids effectively tusks as my broad muzzle warped the humanity from my face into that of a gnoll or hyena's. My thick furry brows rose in corrupted delight as my glowing red eyes reflected the scarlet moon shining through the window. Pointed ears grew out and rose up my skull, becoming more round and covered with dark brown fur as my wild hair grew out into a mohawkish mane down my back, dreaded locks hanging down my front. My muscled shoulders and back tore through my sweaty shirt, leaving it in damp scraps on the floor to let my spotted light brown fur be basked in the glory of the moon.

Hunched over, and now using both my paws to fuck the changing human's face, I could feel his own face shifting forward, burying his growing muzzle deep into my crotch. His dexterous tongue curled around my cock, collecting the precum and sweat over it before taking the flavor back into his changing maw. My lower back cracked, a growing nub wriggling just above my swampy furry asscheeks. With drooling pleasure I felt my tail grow out, ass and thighs rippling with another wave of muscle as the back of my shorts ripped away to leave me naked. My padded muscled glutes spread open to reveal my dark wet pucker as my now wagging brown tipped tail fanned my musk about, the hairs grazing my hole causing it to quiver in pleasure. The toes on my footpaws curled and dug my dark claws into the hardwood floor as my swollen prostate filled with my god's essence. I shuddered as I accepted his presence permanently, it was then whatever you could call my soul, reconfigured into a vessel for the hyena god's power. My soul warped and crafted to his image, no longer human, but bestially divine and inextricably linked to Haruk'ha. Gnoll. Hyena. Both. I was their progenitor, their liberator, their guiding shadow of corruption. It was then the whites of my eyes turned a polluted yellow before filling with black, the light of my humanity gone, replaced with something dark, invasively feral, and sinister. My fat cock tensed and jolted, nuts rising as I unloaded pints of blighted yellow gnoll seed deep into Craig's gullet.

His body jerked and spasmed as he received my infection more directly. Arousal peaked as his body surged with more muscle, making his clothes start to rip as patches of sweaty spotted fur grew over him. His paw-like hand had long since returned to his well worked cock, but was soon joined by a more human-looking one as his 7inch cock grew and fattened. The skin darkened as it lengthened. The head spurted and leaked precum down the shaft as a thick foreskin regrew and collected some of the excess preseed. He was pushing 10 inches now and about as thick as mine, nuts turning black, as they exhausted their humanity with a final spurt of human precum before the clear fluids took a yellow tint. His other hand was coated in his fluids. The nails on his hand turned black and thickened as they pushed out into claws. His knuckles dusted with dark fur that spread to the back of his hand as swollen fingers worked over his cock, adding more pleasure as rough pads formed under them. His furry balls swelled just a bit as he shook with orgasm, the whites of his eyes turned a foul yellow, but it was muted. Only cups yellowed precum spewed out, no seed to follow. He was empty. His mind reeled in corrupted denial. He needed full release! He needed completion. Brain sinking into primal insanity as my essense polluted him so deeply. His eyes rolled down to show more spatters of amber filled his irises as he then looked up to me needily. I giggled roughly before pulling his drooling half-muzzle from my cock. His ears were pointed and fuzzed over, cheeks covered in fur as a dangling tongue licked his chin of my ass slime, cock jerking at the flavor.

"Please! It's not enough! I'll do anything! I need to cum. I-I need more of you!" Craig pleaded deliriously. His shifted face seemed to make it easier to tame his tongue into speaking properly. I looked down at him with a jagged knowing smile.

"Oh your poor thing. Still half human. Still needing more of Haruk'ha's Blessing."

"Yes! Please! Anything for Haruk'ha. Please just give me more!" Craig begged with wild deranged eyes. I slapped his face with my fat cock, splattering precum across his cheek.

"You'll be my dumb bitch from now on. You live for my cock and praise Haruk'ha eternally. You'll serve me and spread Haruk'ha's will like an infectious zealot. And best of all, you'll love every second of it."

"Y-Yes! Praise Haruk'ha!" Craig yells. With that, I pulled him up. Even at 6ft his face only reaches my chest. I reached down and gripped his ass before ripping his shorts away. His hairy muscled ass glistened with sweat as I picked him up by his rump. I held his ass up above my cock, his hole still pink and human beneath the fuzz. I lowered him and the wet tip of my cock kissed his sweaty pucker. Immediately it quivered as it was stained with my precum. It turned dark and swelled, dilating and contracting as it warped to a more bestial visage. Craig babbled more of his inhuman need as glands formed just within his anus and began leaking a musky clear slime that dripped from his hole. With a sharp smile I lowered him further, my uncut tip spreading him open as his cock jerked and doused my furry chest with precum. He sucked in warm air, as my shaft speared him, eyes rolling up once more as his thighs jerked in pleasure. My member rolled over his prostate as I went deeper. The structures of his human mind crumbled with gnollish rot as I hilted into him. He was drooling wildly like a feral slut in need, panting for more. Even just seeing the filthy whites of his eyes I could tell he was lost in my corruptive invasion. I lifted him up and started thrusting up as I slammed him back down into my crotch. His body convulsed in my grip. I hammered up into him, breaking down the last of his inner humanity to rubble with my lust.

The heat radiating from my cock was like a beacon of warmth inside him. His hungry hole squeezed and massaged my shaft, desperate for more of my seed. His meaty paws gripped the sides of my furry back, claws digging into my tough skin as I fucked him hard and deep. His thighs and calves bulged with muscle as the hair across them thickened into fur, sweaty toes curling in his socked feet as they swelled with sinew and strength. The cracks and pops of his tendons elongating were lost on our fuzzy ears as fucked him deep, relishing the wet squish of his hole as it received my turgid length. His socks tore open under the strain of his meaty footpaws and black claws, the soaked fabric falling to the floor with a wet plop as rough pads swelled underneath and aired out his thick wrigglings toes. Craig's face warped further, the half-muzzle grew out to completion as his pointed ears rounded and rose up his skull as his unkempt hair grew wilder. The fur filling in across his muzzle as yellow fangs glistened in the light, loose black lips slobbering a mix of my seed and his drool. Seeing my acolyte near completion brought me to my peak, my heavy nuts churned once more before hot gnoll spunk surged up my shaft and filled his furry rump. He barked and cackled as he was loaded with Haruk'ha's corrupted blessing once more. His humanity not even a whisper as it was crushed from both of his orifices being filled with potent gnoll nectar.

I felt his uncut shaft beat wetly against my furry chest as he was about to orgasm. Not missing a beat. I pushed him back against the wall and pressed my padded fingertip over his urethra, stopping the rush of cum before even a drop could escape. His eyes widened and he giggled in fear and denial as the seed was forced back down into his bulging nutsack, weighing them heavier than before. "God no! Please! Let me cum. *pant* I need to! Please Max!" Craig cried out bestially.

"Stupid bitch. I'm no longer Max! I'm Maruk, Avatar of the Great Haruk'ha! His will is my own. His essence is my soul. His nectar is my seed, and my ass is his altar. You will not waste your first offering while having the honor of receiving his glory firsthand!" I say deep and gravelly with my altered vocal chords. With that, I slide out of him, his pucker leaking just a drop of my cum into his assfur before it contracts. I throw him to the floor with ease, and hunch over him before sliding my furry rump over his throbbing cock.

"Enjoy this. This will be the first and last time you get under my tail. Afterwards you'll be my personal breeding hole as I await more offerings to empower Haruk'ha for his return."

"Yes master Maruk. Praise Haruk'ha for giving me a place in his clan!" Craig cried out with lustful joy as I slammed my ass over his cock over and over. He thrust up to meet it eagerly, steaming nuts bouncing against the floor as the wet smacking of our rut filled the former human's home. I gripped his shoulders and squeezed my pucker around his thick shaft, giggling and growling with pleasure as scarlet light bathed us both. I could feel the debris of his human soul building in his swollen testes. I could feel his embrace of the corruption that had warped him mind, body, and soon to be soul. I grabbed his throat with my paw and locked eyes with him forcing out his release as my ass dropped down one final time onto his rigid dick. His body twitched as his nuts lifted off the ground and pumped all that he was and all that he is now into me. My hungry ass milked out the remnants of his humanity and welcomed the offering of thick gnoll cum that followed. All that was left of my former rival was a name, the rest was a husk as my altar of an ass took his spirit as a furry tail grew out between his meaty ass cheeks under his musky ballsack. The gnoll nectar I had blessed him with rushed into the vacancy, filling him with a new soul crafted to Haruk'ha's desire. In my image. His sclera darkened as his amber eyes rolled up with release, body jerking in pleasure. I gave him a sharp grin as I felt his spirit chained to mine. He would serve me well.

I rose up and stepped off the new gnoll, and let him up.Though not as tall as me, he was muscled and brutish, fur damp with sweat as he heaved and grumbled before bowing his head to me submissively. Where the human Craig had been athletic but intelligent and faithless with an aggressive charm. The hulking gnoll he'd been remade into was barbaric, boorish, mildly cunning, but devout and eager.

"You are my first gnoll. The ancient breed. Strong enforcers of Haruk'ha. Unrefined, but clever in your own ways. You are now my Dominie of Order. You will keep our clan in line as we spread Haruk'ha's will. Craig was your human name. Do you accept it?"

"I am Crag. Dominie of Order. Strong arm of Maruk. Follower of the Great Haruk'ha. My will is your own master." Crag said with a heaving chest.

"Good. The men of this world will soon embrace our lord's corruption and warp to his desire." I could feel the souls already tainted by the infectious blessing. The blood moon left them restless and itching to grow their fur and fangs. To offer themselves to Haruk'ha's Altar. I called into their minds, beckoning them to me. For a moment I was going to walk back to my domain that was formerly Max's home, but with the wisdom of a deity guided me to stroke my shaft. Collecting a pawful of precum, I splashed it against the wall. The corrupted magiks within corroded the paint as a portal of wisping purple miasma and red light opened up. I walked through with Crag lumbering behind me.

We stepped into my home, warped now into a temple of corruption. The small house no longer resembled a place nestled in a modest suburban area in a sleepy city. Reality was twisted here, the space inside large, lewd, and lavish. Tainted runes lined the walls and stone floors. Vases brimmed with my seed. Edicts of sexual will hung from scrolls. The back, the doors to my personal chambers opened with Haruk'ha's idol sitting on a pedestal radiating its power and influence. But the modern age wasn't lost in all ancient decor. An oversized bed, my bed, lay in front of our idol with purple fabric and gold trim. Similar beds and couches were scattered around the temple. Large television screens hung where needed with gay hyena porn playing across them and not cord in sight. Monitors with keyboards sat at desks with more smut across the screens. Kitchens with fridges filled with meats and cummy concoctions were in the corners. Chests filled with sex toys and artifacts of ecstasy sat ready to be dug into as a thick heady musk flowed about the entire area. And with the night sky above us, the center of the ceiling had opened up like a marble pucker and received the bloodmoon's pillar of light.

My domain was perfected in my absence. The temple now teeming with corruption that just begged to spread out from the line of property humans had erected. Egyptian Balsam trees littered the yard, with fist-sized yellow-green fruit dangling from branches in pairs and almost sloshing with viscous juices. The grass longer as rich damp soil sat underneath. The house itself looked more of a goldenrod and styled with lost extravagance as shaded windows hid the debauchery that would go on inside. How long would it be before the homes surrounding it would be warped by the masquerading temple's presence and influenced their owners?

I smiled broadly before sitting my furry rump on a plush throne in the main area inside.I could feel those contaminated during my flight drawing near, the call too pervasive to resist. One more deeply tainted than the rest the closest. The flight attendant. I had the perfect task for that hairy stud. It was time to fill Haruk'ha's temple with followers and receive their offerings to pave the way for his ascent into this human world once again.

Epilogue:

The flight attendant, Travis, felt something calling him. In his mind, in his loins, in his soul, compelling him to follow. The name of the one who would give him release repeated itself over and over in his head. Haruk'ha. His body still tainted by Max, now Maruk's infection would not let him be. He was only in town for the night before his next flight, but found himself trudging through the night, skin tingling and covered in a sheen of sweat that almost steamed off his skin despite the cool air of the night. His newly grown muscles still filled his shirt and his body hair had grown, leaving the well-shaved twink he used to be barely a memory. Eyes speckled with amber, he found himself standing in front of his destination with the red light of the moon cascading over him. There were others on the street with him, some he recognized from the flight earlier, all sweaty and itching to get inside the home-turned-temple.

He walked onto the yard, absentmindedly grabbing a heft fruit from one of the balsam trees and took a large bite as he stepped up to the entrance. Sweet musky yellow juices gushed into his mouth, the taste familiar yet more saccharine. His teeth sharpened and yellowed as the syrupy flesh of the corruptive fruit stained them. He felt a wave of lustful invigoration shoot through him, making his throbbing cock soak the front of his khakis with a burst of precum. With fuzzy knuckles he knocked at the door, the other men crowded behind him tenting their own garments with persistent erections as they waited to enter.

The slid open on its own, granting them access as it accepted the seeds of their corruption as a reply. When Travis entered, his eyes took in the marvels inside, and there sitting on a plush throne was a 7 foot tall beast being serviced by another. He nearly came from the site of them as he and the others rushed towards the bipedal creatures.

Seeing the flood of 15 or more men pleased me to no end. I quickly pushed away Crag's muzzle from my crotch as I welcomed them with open arms.

"Welcome my acolytes! Offer yourselves to me and be remade in our god's image!" I said as my cock bobbed and sprayed the flight attendant in his face with musky precum. His body surged as it tore through his clothes. Hairy skin filled out with fur as the seat of his pants ripped open to reveal a growing tail and dark dripping pucker. He had been thoroughly infected on the flight during our tainted trist, and the fruit and my mere presence had caused the seed of corruption in him to sprout aggressively. He quickly shoved a growing muzzle between my furry thighs as his body warped to that of a beast I could be proud of. The others that could reach me swarmed in, some sniffing and licking my pits, others licking my footpaws, and one even coming behind me throne to find a gap for my tail and hole to be accessed freely before shoving his face in to taste what my moist furry buns had to offer until he could offer himself. I bellowed out a laugh as they embraced Haruk'ha's guidance, crimson eyes pleasurably taking the sight of the others indulging in my temple's communion. Some drinking the cum from the vases, some fucking each other, and others masturbating freely as they watched while sampling the tainted fruit they had brought inside. Hyena contamination rotted what was left of their human minds as their bodies tore through clothes and twisted into furry forms to match.

I could feel their energies pouring into me as they gave me their spirits. Each one warped to bestial anima seething with sexual insanity before it was returned to them. I looked down to the flight attendant turned werehyena gulping down my seed. I knew him. Everything he was passed through my mind, the wild wisdom of Haruk'ha taking it all in. He would be my next lieutenant.

"The human Travis is no more. You are Trav, Dominie of Excursion. You will spread the seeds of Haruk'ha's will far and wide as you cross this earth. I bless you with the power to make it so. Praise Haruk'ha so that his will be received by many!" With that, my nuts bulged and sprayed ropes of an even more potent form of gnoll spunk deep into his gullet. A shockwave of bestial power radiated from me, causing all within the temple to cum from the lustful surge and splattering the floor with yellow spooge. Trav rose from my cock, licking his dark drooling muzzle as his amber eyes reflected my desires.

"Yes master Maruk. I live to bring glory to Haruk'ha so that all men may bask it in it!" He cackled with new purpose. With magiks shimmering over him, he masked his true form and once again looked to be the unassuming twink of a human he formerly was, but my eyes saw the truth.

"Go forth and spread the glory of the Great Haruk'ha so that more may offer themselves to his altar!" I commanded with a devious grin.