“Can he talk….. Kyle, you haven’t said anything, you must like what Jen has you becoming, I mean to be a bull, a whole animal; you must have some opinion?” Carla asked of her ex-boyfriend turned furry.
“Muroo,” Kyle groaned, as held his hand out level, palms up to both his right and left sides of his furry midsection.
“Muroo!”
“Then he has lost all ability to speak or comment as to how his changing feels, or how he feels about his becoming transformed. Really Jen, your curse is cruel, I mean if he should…, I mean became a bull and being it, to not express his sense of passion, well it is mean in my opinion.” Carla grumped, as she was not looking at what she was holding and stroking, until a spurt of pre-cum shot from the bovine size cock and dotted a dribble on her forearm.
“Oh hey, his pre or semen isn’t infectious to people is it?” A suddenly nervous as frightened Carla exclaimed.
“Huh, don’t worry, his ejaculates become as infectious if spewed inside a vagina or womb; and since he is still part human, his semen has not yet changed to being as all bovine. I think you are safe for the present, but had you let Kyle use his elongated endowed cock to pleasure you, as then you might have become impregnated, as I could imagine what your mother would say if when bearing her grandchild, you gave birth to either a female or male Minotaur!”
Jennifer said with a short laugh.
Maybe that was enough said to warn Carla about her sexual ambitions, she liking boys with big and/or long members. Kyle turned away as he took over the stroking of his bull size cock. He sauntered toward the kitchen as both girls sat quietly by watching to see what he would do next.
“Mroo…,” Kyle bellowed as he while standing before the kitchen sink did arouse his cock and balls to a grand big orgasm. Carla stood up to better see, as Kyle held his sixteen-incher and fired four mighty streams of white and off-white semen into the kitchen sink.
“Damn…, did you see how Kyle blew his load, it came like a fire-hose, and four times he spewed forth into the sink, as mostly semen, very little pre-cum, his big bullish balls must be drastically virile!” Carla said as she turned to facing Jen, Carla being wide-eyed, stood there licking her lips, her erotic female mind filling with ideas as how wonderful
Kyle had from the transforming curse become as an enhanced lover-boy.
Kyle sighed as his cock let go but a dribble, as he perked up, and turned toward the girls, he said nothing, but spun around and walking quickly, headed for the bathroom and a sound good bit of bladder emptying.
“What,” Carla asked of Jen.
“Oh Carla, the horny fellow after ejaculating needs to pee, and it is more urgent for him now that he is in part being a bull. We should leave now, I just wanted you to see him before he is as all a bull, and you would never believe me it was really your ex!” Jen said, as she walked toward the front door with plans to leave Kyle to dealing with his certain doom. “You coming?”
Carla looked like a girl as puzzled, she still like Kyle, remembering their fun times more than the times when he wanted to dump her for another girl. “No, no thanks, I think I will stay for a while, he needs to have somebody to talk with, even if he can’t speak and English.”
“Okay, but heed my warning, no beddy bye time with him, as he could do you bodily harm. No oral play, as his semen is changing, and it might be infectious by ingesting it. The more he continues his changing; he will feel a heightened sense of desire to mate. You can masturbate him if you wish, but into a sink where you can rinse it, his spunk as down a drain. Call me if you have need of any help.” Jen said as warned Carla, having put the spell-curse on Kyle, she had a good idea as of how horny Kyle would feel, he being close to his third day to physical changing.
Carla sat down in a living room chair, she waiting patiently for Kyle to return, and she to talk with as for him to acknowledge his possible answers.
Jen got into her car and drove away.
Kyle heard the car start up as drive away, he exited the bathroom in a rush, walking with more a wobble, he went to the front door, and paused. Kyle did not sigh, but slammed shut the door with a great bang. He stepped up to the glassed port window in the door, and stood for a long minute, as just watching the cars passing his house. As he took a step back and way from his front door, he sighed, and the saw Carla as still there, she sitting in his living room.
Huffing his breathing, Kyle took three long stride steps toward where Carla quietly sat.
“Muroo,” Kyle bellowed harshly, he staring at Carla, as he extended his right arm and hand, he pointing with his furry black index finger toward his front door; as if ordering Carla to leave, go, like run for her life.
Carla slowly rose up from where she had sat, as taking slow steps, she approaching Kyle.
“Kyle, honey, I thought to stay and talk, as yes I know your ability to speak it limited, but we know a lot about each other; and now is a troubling time for you, as I have heard many weird stories told about players in the game Transform or dare.” Carla said as she strode closer, to taking his hands into hers, and nestling closer than what if Jen were there, she would tell Carla to back away.
Kyle sighed but it sounded more like a mild sort of snorting.
“Can we sit,” Carla asked, as she stepped back and sat down on the flowery pattern cloth covered sofa. “Come please, sit beside me!”
Kyle followed Carla but as she sat down, he knelt down in front of her, his almost bovine shaped head being equal to hers head and face.
“Really, I think Jen was awfully mean to coax you to requesting to transform. After all, she knew from a, her friend as to your youthful fantasy about wanting to become a bull. Oh don’t cock your head as if you were wondering who spilled the beans about your fantasy; you know it had to be ME…!” Carla said, as admitting to her being indiscrete and told Jen about Kyle. As when she stated that she told, she as much yelped when Kyle slid his furred right hand up as under her dress, his fingers slipping past her silky panties to him fondling, feeling a the nether lips to her aroused, wet sex.
“Kyle, oh Kyle, I am sorry, but, but you can go further, do to me as you wish, I think you look very sexy as half a bull.
Please, we could go to your bedroom and… KYLE!” Carla shrieked, as in a quick and decisive move, Kyle moved his left arm and hand to grab at her crotch.
A fast flutter of male furry hands and petite human hands, as Carla laid there spread with a right leg over the back to the sofa. She stretched her left leg as wrapped around an aggressive lower half of a bullish boyfriend, with Kyle about to insert his pointed cock where he remembered his manly penis had gone a dozen times before.
“Oh, oh, Kyle, be kind, slide it into me… as e-a-s-i-l-y…, yes, like that…, as oh, oh my but it is so much bigger!
Kyle, Kyle…, KYLE, it is prodding at my CERVIX, no, oh no, please no, I love you but I DON”T WANT to be as OH NO, as PREGNANT!” Carla said as yelped, she letting Kyle take her all the way, as if he being then as part a bull he would want to stop, but want to mate, breed, and dominate.
Kyle being more a bull then as he was before being manly, he pulled free of his cow, as would a bull knowing he had completed his duty to mate.
Carla laid there motionless, she not moving, her vagina draining the mighty load spewed inside her sexier places. She finally moved, letting her right leg slide down the back of the sofa to meet, as press closed her harshly spread labia feeling then as if it were a cow vulva.