Kyle had just hung up the phone from listening to Jen explain the curse she wanted him to weather, when down in his groin he felt a searing-burning pain. He rushed to the bathroom adjacent to his bedroom, ripped down his pants and stared at what his genitals were by being very different.
"No, no way, Jennifer you witch," Kyle exclaimed, as what he stood there gawking at was the black furred scrotum of a mature, maybe two year old bull.
"No..., they are fricking huge," Kyle said with a moan. He reached his hands down low and cupping each huge testicle, he felt their bulk size and weight. "Jennifer, oh please no, my mother will never believe this!" Kyle groaned, as his right hand followed a trail of black fur and a stiff tube that extended from his then bullish scrotum, to where it emerged from his lower abdomen, about two inches below his navel.
Stripping off his shirt, Kyle stood gawking at how his body, his genitals had changed. The big bullish balls forced him to standing as if bowlegged, and trying to walk, his thighs stroked the huge balls, sending waves of sensual horror to an already horrified mind. Naked, he rushed to get his laptop computer and Goggle an image of what a black Santa-Gertrudis bull resembled.
"Red, red, brown, no black, as black must be as rare..., damn it, I do not want to be a bull!" Kyle grumbled, he checked every bull of the Santa Gertrudis on file but none were black; but to look at the breed of bulls they were monsters.
Kyle tried to call Jennifer, but her phone rang and rang, without any message taking service; therefore he knew he was on his own.
What Kyle did experience was of just how sensual was his bull's sheath. Lying on his bed, still naked, he began to stroke his hand along the length of the internal tube what held his new bovine penis.
"Oh, oh man, what a wild as wonderful a sensation," Kyle feeling upset, scared, but growing horny. He wanted to see what a bull penis looked like, he had Goggled that too but the photos were vague at best. "Just masturbating once can't be all that bad?" Kyle muttering about his sensual desires peaking.
Stroking the long sheath, Kyle saw a reddish-pink colored. pointy distal end head, it rising from out the furred sheath opening. As he had surmised, the cock behind the pointy end head was long and gained more girth the further back the thing extended from the sheath. Soon, he laid there stroking his bovine male meat with both hands, feeling horny, he longed to see his semen erupt.
A mild ache in his groin was the only feeling of what became a horrendous mess.
"No, oh Jennifer what did you do to me...!" Kyle screamed as his sixteen inches of bullish cock spewed rather than shot in a stream, blanketed him, his bed, and the bedroom floor in a sheen of sticky, smelly bull semen.
His first orgasm as a bull began what he would have wished later was his first massive spewed load of being a male human. As worse began, like what Jennifer said, "Your curse begins with your male genitals changing first. The wealth of bull bovine testosterone should drive your lust for sex as wilder than you ever could imagine. As you shall begin to feeling as horny, by the second day your skin will change to a black hide, and it will grow black fur."
If anyone were to ask after seeing the mess he made, Kyle would rather admit to his feeling drastically horny, but was not wanting his body to change, or growing black fur.
Beginning at 8:00 pm and every half hour from then until 5:30 am, Kyle continued to masturbate, spewing layers of crusty dried semen, one layer over the previous ejaculation session. As almost in tears, Kyle rose off his sticky bed and staggered to his bathroom. A hand flick to the light switch proved to him he was in big trouble.
There, in the mirror reflected what was Kyle wearing a curse. His entire self was then black of skin what felt like a leathery animal hide, and covered over with black fur. He squinted his eyes at what was his reflection as note his nose, the nostrils had broadened dramatically, and were as well black as sin. He stood there moaning, wishing of what he saw was not real, but it felt very real.
Anxious, scared, covered in jet-black colored skin and fur, he felt something moving, touching his buttocks, his legs, and turning at the waist he saw his new tail!