Chapter #3Your Fun Fantasy Reality by: Pony.Mike Born as a normal human male baby, you grew and became what most people thought was a nice person, a friendly, willing to help boy. You became a teenager when then meeting by chance a elderly woman by the name of Hazel Smyth.
Hazel resided in a old house built in the late 1880's, it as still painted white, was well kept, and so too was the two barns on her property. You met her by accident, when riding past her home of your ten speed bike, you heard a woman scream.
A caring person, you responded to the shrieked cry, as leaped off your bike and ran toward the house, only to see then Hazel kicking out her back door, ran a large Mastiff breed dog. She was yelling at the dog, saying something about it not trying to act like he or it was a husband.
That and then was when she in a rage saw you, and with her evil stare, she pointed at you with her arthritic kinked index finger, and called upon her Crystal to deal with a trespasser.
You can recall to this very day what happened next, as from inside the house, or the living room, through a glass pane shot forth a gold-yellow ray of light what engulfed you. Standing there as if frozen but feeling a warmth from the ray of light, the beam reached inside your mind, it searching for what it hoped was there, some situation recalled as being humiliating.
"No, please not again, not that, why, why must you..." you can remember your asking of some power as it dredged up a foolish time when you got caught when learning about the birds and bees.
As with a sudden surge of weird sensations, you remember well as all your worn clothing you had on then turned into a black ash piled at your feet. You looked with fear at Hazel staring at you, as the yellow rays of light took control and from your memory it began to cause your body to change.
Hyperventilating your breathing as the changing began, light headed feelings became brutal sensations as a curse engulfed the old you, making from what was born human to become a teenage Minotaur.
A Minotaur clone of that friendly Black Angus breed yearling bull you were caught by the farmhand when fondling the bullish size scrotum. Your own changes began there, you feeling your balls swelling, becoming weighty, sagging, the skin furry.
Next was the changes to urinary plumbing, as a boyish penis retracted up, moving inside your groin, to weaseling upward, where formed a black furred as having long dangling hairs, you grew a bovine sheath. Your new sheath set two inches below your navel, as human skin became blacker as dense bovine hide, what sprouted black soft feeling, thick fur everywhere on your body, arms, legs, and then about the head.
The only real pain came with the jutting surge of your soon to be bovine bullish tail sprouting as growing to be your new appendage.
Flicking of your tail and the sensations from something messaging your bare set anus, caused arousing feelings, letting you see your penis being the cock of a brute yearling Angus bull. It was then while you had human hands that in front of Hazel watching, you masturbated!
As the body began to change and conform you to being in part as a bovine animal, you watched in silence as Hazel came near, she smiling, and said to you, "A Minotaur teenager, how sexy is that!" indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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