"Conny, Marcus and I have decided to go on a little road trip," Yoshua said.
"Yep, Part-ay Time!" roared the horny elf.
"Party? Not with any guys from my team, I hope?" said Conny cautiously. So far he'd been able to avoid letting his condition be known at the school. Exams and summer break were coming up. The season was over, and no one had made the connection between the hot blond girl auditing classes and the absent blond athlete.
"From your team? Nah, don't worry," Marcus grinned at Yoshua.
Good thing Conny didn't ask if it was anyone he knew. It was because his team had between Wagstaff Academy in the fall that Marcus and Yoshua were getting $5000.00 to rent Conny out to their team at tonight's party. When they had contacted Wagstaff's team captain about the possibility they had hoped to get $1000, but fortunately hadn't mentioned a price. Harry Panther, the Wagstaff team captain, had said that he bet the guys on his team would each pay $500 for a go at Conny in his new form. Then the discussion whether it would be 20 people or maybe only one...eventually they'd set on a minimum of ten, any more, and the price was the same.
As Marcus drove Conny's souped up TransAm along the highway. Conny recognized Wagstaff Acadmy coming up on his right. He relived his victory over the shapeshifting wizard's school, and commented to his fellow travellers, "You know Yosh, and Marky, this is where I led Stonewood's team to victory over Wagstaff. Let's say we park at the Stadium and do it on the field goal line, and I can say "Touchdown" when we cum!"
The two grinned conspiratorially at each other, and at Conny who scrunched between them across the transmission console. That was where they were headed.
"Sure, Conny, sounds like fun." Marcus turned up the road to the Wagstaff Stadium. The team locker room light was on and the side door open, as they pulled up.
The three went arm and arm into the lighted building.
"It looks like someone's using the locker room. Maybe we shouldn't?" Conny said stopping in mid step.
"Hah, Conny, there probably in the weight room, we'll just go straight through to the field, don't worry!" Yoshua said.
"Not so loud!" hissed Connie in a whispered shout.
The two grinned, and pulled a reluctant Conny toward her rendevous with destiny. The entered the vestibule and had walked about a quarter of the way down the hall when Conny heard footsteps and a catcall whistle behind them. The three stopped in their tracks.
"Well, hello, Connor," said a tall, dark, swarthy, muscular young man. Conny recognized the man. It was his rival on the Wagstaff Team, quarterback Eddie Wolfgang Munster or as his fans called him--"Wolfy".
Then turning his head halfway over his shoulder, Wolfy called out to his captain and receiver, "Good job, Harry, Connor is really a hot pussy now!" Silently, a black velvet shape appeared next to Wolfy. It was a male black panther. It's maleness was obvious because its erect hot pink penis was sticking out of its black shealth dripping precum.
"Harry?! We're going to have to start calling you "Horny", but you said I could be first!" protested Wolfy with a slight growl in his voice. Conny, Yoshua, and Marcus unconsciously took a step back as Wolfy seemed to grow taller and hairier. The sound of muscles stretching and bones snapping could be heard.
"I thought we'd double team him, brrrrro," purred the panther in a deep sexy voice. It reminded Conny of a certain singer, and she took a half step toward the two horny beastmen. The fragrance of the musk permeated the hallway. Marcus and Yoshua looked at each other nervously, they had wanted money, and to humiliate Conny further, but they hadn't wanted him torn limb from limb by werecreatures.
A 9 foot tall minotaur tucked his head around the corner, and called, "Hey, guys, will you bring Conor in here! I mean this is where the party is!"
"Oh, yeah!" Wolfy said scooping Conny up in his arms, he and the panther raced into the locker room. Marcus and Yosh looked at each other and followed. The locker room was decorated in the traditional black and orange of Wagstaff Academy. From the ceiling hung a home made banner, it read: "SACK THE STONEWOOD QUARTERBACK!"
Conny was in the middle of about two dozen naked or half naked young men and or animals. She was down on all fours giving the panther head, while a giant black hairy wolf man humped him/her.
"Damn," said Marcus.
"Yeah," said Yoshua.
"We should've stuck to $500 per man--uh, male."