High School Transformation: Ch 2 Sean and Joe
#9 of HST: Freshman year
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
This is a retype of some of my oldest transformation work because my grammar and typos back then were terrible. Retyped: 5/24/2011
With a whisper of magic words, Ed was returned to an almost human state, save for the enormous uncut meat that hung between his legs. Approaching his new found master, he tilted his head in a curious way, "Master?" His ears flickered and he flapped his lips as he looked down at the shorter sorcerer, the skater boy brushing his long hair to the side as his new tassel like tail swayed behind him. Deciding to quote from one of his favorite movies, he ordered, "Go, play, have fun." As the master waved off his new beast, the pet gathered the almost forgotten gym clothes he had intended to wear, planning on using them to disguise himself amongst the sheep. Admiring the mess his work had left behind, the boy with the grayish blue nipples and donkey tail perked his ears at the sound of rattling pipes. "Oh, who is in the showers, I wonder?" With a sly grin and an evil whip of his new tail, he made his way to the metal door that lead into the shower rooms.
As he entered the room, the hissing sound of water on tile drowned out the sounds of the outside world, even as the door thudded shut. Gazing around the corner, the dirty minded caster's eyes fell upon a sight. "Oh Sean, you dirty boy..." Lying against the wall between the two shower pillars, which were all on full blast, was a young lad with shoulder length blonde hair and lithe young body which was almost hairless. What made the scene so dirty was he was thrusting his hardening cock into his stroking hand. Raising the watch on his wrist to eye's view, "Oh, I do have a good twenty minutes...." Raising his fingers and giving them a light wiggle, "Ute eideth nefirden..." Sean's jerking suddenly stopped as something overcame him, his long golden hair falling before his eyes. But now it wasn't so golden anymore, sharing a tint of brown.
An itching feeling spread throughout the rest of his body, causing him to hug himself as he scratched. Shocked, he was shaking as he raised his hands in front of him...seeing patches of long flowing fur which easily matched his head. "Whuh tut tut tut?" Very quickly he covered his mouth, frightened by his cluttered speech. Stammering, he reached up to touch himself, only to realize from his face was hanging a very long golden brown beard which almost touched his chest. It wasn't there a few minutes ago. Panicking, Sean stood up, only to be overwhelmed by a sudden dizziness and a tugging from his rear.
Pained followed the nausea as Sean struggled to hold himself up with one of the soap holders attached to the shower pillar. Looking up as if pleading to God he screamed, "What's going on?" Groaning and gripping his forehead, he felt something building up in his chest. Rearing up his head, he gave off a loud, "Baaaaaaaaaaah eh eh eh!" Two sharp horns pierced his forehead, curving back before pointing forwards. Absolutely frantic, the once blonde, pubic less young man was now supporting a fine coat and hardy male billy goat horns, tugging at them as if they were able to come off.
Blinking once, those deep browns would never show themselves again as they fade into a warming color of peach. Through those eyes he watched as his face pinched together and then extended with a loud cracking. Feeling his face, he felt the leathery touch of a cute black button that was once his nose and the smoothness of his dark lips.
The sound of clattering could be heard, but it was not the hooves Sean was now sporting behind him. "Hey Sean, bet you're jerking off to the thought of my dick again, aren't chya?" It was the school's famous football tackle, Joe. Another obnoxious, loud mouth little boy... "Corban, what are you doing in here?" Reaching out, the young sorcerer placed his hands on the guy's chest, "Billy goat grough, billy goat tough, billy goat....rough." With direct contact, the magic flowed fastest through Joe's veins a he became a large half man, half goat furre with short, black fur and straight horns that lead behind his head unlike Sean. Also unlike Sean, Joe was only sporting a short black beard as he approached the still changing track runner.
The frightened half goat gasped as he felt strong, hoof fingertips grab the back of his horns, still not having lost his human self. "Billy go..o...o...oat, ROUGH!" Joe was relentless as he repeatedly made attempts to stab at Sean's ass with his roughly banana curved cock. Snorting as he struggled to strike gold, Joe tapped his back right hoof against the shower tile as he finally shoved his dick home, causing Sean to bah out a scream because of a new painful feeling burning in his hole. Again and again Joe rammed his butt, even butting horns at times as their fuzzy sacs butted each other.
As sticky pre flowed into Sean's insides, it seemed to speed up the transformation into a billy goat even further. His nipples turned to a reddish leather shade, his teeth hardened into what could have been described as white pebbles, and his fingertips changed to hooves just in time to stroke his own banana cock as he learned his place. Sean fell forward against a shower pillar as Joe rammed him one last time, filling his insides up until watery spooge dripped from the rim of the billy's asshole.
Corban closed his eyes and growled in his throat as a set of devil like horns prodded their way out of the flesh on his forehead. "Well, it could be worse..." Reaching up to brush his long brown bangs over the horns, he stopped to notice his finger nails had turned to marble black hoof. "Now that's cool..." Turning around, he looked at Sean and Joe as they turned human again for now, just like Ed. Joe still had his banana cock, the only thing that had not changed back, firmly wedged up Sean's opened hole. Sean was still sporting a small, billy goat tail, moaning as he reached back to stroke along the rim of his spent hole.
Reaching into the small slot that was beneath his tie, Corban pulled out what looked like a small piece of receipt paper, "Now, who's next on my list?"