The game was almost to halftime when Jake got there. The score was 21-28 to a team they had trounced last year. Jake was pissed. In seconds he saw through the holes in his mask that he could have won this shit but Riley was such a pussy that he was second guessing every play.
Then, a fumble and another touchdown.
At halftime, he felt someone tap on his shoulder.
He looked over and he saw the coach. He pulled Riley's head toward him and said, "Come talk to the guys you can convince them to win."
Riley was still a little woozy but he followed the coach into the locker room.
Coach said, "Jake has something to tell you."
Jake gingerly stood up on the bench and gave a rousing speech. The kind you hear in the movies. One about triumph through adversity, strength in teamwork, the power of friendship and trust. The bond of brotherhood. All kinds of shit. He couldn't really remember what he said. He went on autopilot and let the curse fulfill the command. Hell, if it worked with pissing himself it might as well have worked in this situation.
The guys came out of the lockers with new vitality. The pushed back and won by 17 points. The other team was at a complete loss at the change in fate.
After the game, Jake was caried back to the locker room by the team. They knew that he had gotten them to where they needed to be.
Jake was a hero. Someone had brought a keg back to the lockers and the guys went wild drinking and celebrating. The coach looked away from the whole thing. He was just happy to be one more game closer to the win.
Jake drank a few more beers until he felt like the room was spinning. He was briefly thankful that all he could smell in the mask was the smell of stale beer and his own sweat which wasn't much of a turn on.
Just as he was getting ready to pass out. A little nerdy guy walked to the corner where he was propped up.
He spoke softly and said to Jake, "Remember me? Kyle Perkins. I'm sick of this shit. You don't get to turn this curse into something good for you. He paused to think and then he gave a few commands:
You're probably too drunk to realize it but you're not wearing a mask. You have a horse's head. Also, your body produces a pheromone that can make any guy you want fuck you and you want the whole team to do it. Finally, in three minutes you are going to be completely sober.
Jake tumbled back into consciousness abruptly. He looked around the room and by looking around the room, his field of vision was wider than he had ever realized before. Then, he felt his ear twitch and turn back to the remaining twelve or so teammates that were still in the room.
Then it he smelled it. Sweat and body odor that he had never noticed before. Jake was turned on but he wanted more. He reached up with his hands to pull off the mask but it didn't budge. Then he felt the fur. He licked his lips and felt the large teeth and unwieldy tongue.
"Help me!" Jake said out of fear of this new development. His voice sounded different but he could still speak. He saw the players that were in the room notice him. They helped him up and to the bench between the showers and the lockers. His large cock bouncing as they struggled with his large mass.
Jake laid down on the bench his large cock jutting up from his body. He saw Ben and Riley pointing at him and laughing. "Are you gonna suck yourself off again?" Ben said in a mocking tone.
"No. You two are going to do it for me." Jake said. Surprised at the force behind his voice.