Group of Asses Ch 1
#1 of Group of Asses
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
Heavy music pounded away at the floor as Henry walked along the hallway floor of the Alpha Zeta house. It was a big old house that was converted into a fraternity over the years and at least fifteen guys were living there, at least fifteen that he knew of. Somehow the short, thin kid with brown hair and slightly slanted brown eyes had lost most of his clothes, wearing only his jeans and one white sock, his golden cross dangling around his neck. Wandering through the halls of the frat house, he was looking for Justin's room. The guys had said he was a weird dude, but someone said that he messed with a lot of herbs. Like they told him, he went up the stairs and stopped at the fifth door on the right, just after the bathroom. It was a big, heavy looking door made out of dark wood. Slightly dazed from drinking, Henry looked up to see carvings all around the door, weird little symbols. Next to the door was a sign that said, "Do Not Enter". So Henry ignored it and pulled on the big metal handle, stumbling into Justin's room.
What he saw freaked him out a little. There were charts everywhere along the walls, circles drawn into the ceiling and the floor with either chalk or charcoal, and there were books and jars all over everything else, some of the stuff he couldn't even recognize. But as a heavy odor filled his nostrils, he took in a deep breath, deeply inhaling the stuff as his nose guided him to a burner with some kind of herb clearly burning in it. He didn't know what the brown her was, but the more it lingered around his nose, the more he liked it. "Oh wow... this herb is awesome!" he moaned out loud. Tenting his hands around his nose, he inhaled deep as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Giving off another moan, he grunted as he adjusted his pants, not realizing that his six inch cock was pushed past the band of his jeans, his mushroom head bulging and twisting before flaring out. "Oh...fuck..." he groaned, feeling his forehead get heavy. Stumbling away from the burning herb, he fell flat on his back, sprawled out inside one of the numerous circles drawn in chalk on the floor. His eyes slowly drifted closed just when the circle started to glow.
When he finally woke up, minutes felt like hours to Henry, "Wha...what's going on?" Looking around the bizarre room again, he suddenly groaned, grabbing his stomach, "Oh god, my stomach!" Rolling over onto his knees, his entire body went tense. Something like a burp was building up in his chest, getting bigger and bigger. He desperately wanted to get it out. Finally when he went to try and throw it up, "EEEEEaW! REEHAW!" His mind raced and his heart pound with worry as he struggled to get up. Without warning, he was hit with the feeling of vertigo as his jaw suddenly cracked. His face felt like it was falling away from his skull as his lips stretched away, his upper and bottom jaw bulging until they were both half a foot away from his eyes. Frozen in fear, he had no choice but to watch as his nose melted with a pins and needles feeling beneath his skin, watching the small bit of cartilage move down over his lips, flaring into huge, flat nostrils which faded into a leathery jet black color.
Henry constantly licked his leather lips, hoping it might be a dream but what he saw was real as his big, thick pink tongue moved over them. "No! I'm not a frREEE HAW!" he breighed in pain, feeling a tight pressure in his ass as his muscles and bones expanded in his jeans. Grunting hard, he felt pain in his balls as his pants tightened around his lower body, pressing his sac against the front of the jeans as his thickening cock was bent between the rim and his stomach. "Oh God it hurts, it...HAW, HEE AW!" He was about to reach back and try to peel off his jeans but he froze. His nails had turned thick and jet black while patches of brown fur were starting to grow from his palms to all the way down his forearms, "What's happened to m...REEEE HAW!" he cried out for someone to answer him but cut himself short. No one would hear him over the music downstairs.
Again he desperately tried removing his jeans as they got tighter, his natural muscles bulging throughout his body. This time he tried kicking them off but as he rose one of his feet to his other leg, he breighed hard in pain, feeling something cut into his calf. Looking back, he collapsed from shock on the floor. He was barely given the chance to observe the bulge growing in his sock before crying out, his ankle further stretching the white material away from his foot before there was a loud rip. He stared at it, horrified to see his leg completely contorted, his toes gone, replaced by a thick gray hoof and his entire limb covered in a thin pelt of brown fur. Hearing the slurping in his head, he grabbed his stretching ears as they shifted to the top of his skull, reshaping into long brown appendages that flicked at every sound.
He rolled to his back, groaning as his pants did. His whimpers turned into heavy breighing as he watched two of his toes on the other foot merged together, forcing a big gray stub before all the others joined at the same time. Straining his hoof tipped fingertips against the rim of his pants, he finally called out, "HREEEE HAW!" his jeans ripping open, his fat cock, nearly a foot and a half long, flopping out over his right thigh while the rest of the denim material hanged off the rest of his powerful legs, completely covered in the thin pelts of fur, a thick whip like tail with a brown tassel smacking at his ass. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, the transformed donkey feinting as it spread along his chest, his nipples fading to a dark ebony black color before the pelt made its way to his new snout.
The next time he woke, Henry whinnied as the grogginess faded from his eyes. Stumbling as he tried to stand, he fell flat on his snout, reaching up with his hoof fingertips to rub at the throbbing white end of his long brown mouth, feeling along his large, block like teeth. Dazed, he looked around, touching himself, wondering how he had gotten there. Feeling an irritation on his head, he reached up and pulled a thick mess of brown human hair out of his short, bristled black mane. He wasn't really sure where it came from. All he knew as he licked his lips was that he was really thirsty after that last nap he had. That...and he was really horny. Grabbing his raging phallus headed cock, he gave it a firm squeeze and stroked it, "Eeee aw." he breighed quietly, raising his snout with a grin as his small piss slit leaked a good streak of pre.
As he suddenly realized something, he raised his five digit hands with the thick hoof like nails to his large brown eyes, "Did I always have these things?" he asked himself. He felt frustrated, confused, his asinine mind blocking out almost everything he had known. Struggling to get to balance on his hooves, he observed them too, just before looking for something to drink. Heading towards the smell of water, he made his way into the nearest bathroom and looked around. There wasn't water in sight until he spotted the toilet, even though there was a sink just to the right of it. Right away he thought, "Water!" and dove right in. Bubbles popped around his large donkey snout as he drank out of the clean toilet bowel, drinking with a heavy thirst.
Suddenly the sounds of heavy footsteps coming up the wooden stairs alerted the jackass and his long ears rotated towards them. "Yo, Henry! Are you okay up here? You didn't pass out did ya?" Quickly hiding behind the door, Henry took in the scent of another type of male. Thoughts flowed through his mind as he inhaled the scent of another male. As he inhaled this persons musk, he grabbed hold of his drooling phallus cock again, licking his lips as they approached the bathroom door...
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