“Yeah dude, it’s me” said Brad, extending a large hand-paw to high-five his startled
friend. “And guess what Sam,” said Brad, “transform or dare?”
“I dunno” stammered Sam. “What do you mean?” “Listen,” replied Brad, “just choose
Transform. We’re going to change the whole football team into half-animals dude. Then,
we can really kick Central High’s ass in the next big game with all our animal strength and
speed and stuff!” (If you can't already tell, Brad's not the brightest and his ursine brain
wasn't helping any)
“Brad” replied the teenager, “that sounds just a little crazy. I mean what about our parents
and school and stuff? I mean, what would the coach say?”
“Don’t worry about them” replied the bear-boy, waving a paw in the air.
Brad could tell by the look on Sam’s face that he was a little hesitant about the whole
scheme. He knew he needed to do something drastic to convince his friend to choose
dare. Suddenly, he had a wild and devious idea.
Reaching down with his clawed hand, Brad shredded his pants, his enormous package
exposed for all to see. “And how about this Sam. Wouldn’t you just love to have a huge
dick like this” growled Brad, pulling down his sheath to reveal his huge ursine endowment
to Sam.
“Please Sam, do it for the team” crooned Jennifer and Jill, licking their vulpine chops at the
sight (and smell) of the quarterback’s maleness. But it was the sight of Daisy eying Brad’s
beardick that pushed Sam to the edge. “Transform” yelled Sam, closing his eyes.
“Sam,” intoned Brad, “I wish for you to transform into....”