Jake squirmed a little, feeling Sparky or Kyle Perkins's knot throb slightly against him. He couldn't believe it. The person who did this to him was now the person knotted inside him. Why? How?
"We're going to be here a bit, right?" Kyle said. He softly tugged against Jake with his knot, unable to bring himself free. Jake moaned, feeling pleasure course through him again. "Come on. Might as well use these new muscles you gave me for something." He wrapped his arms around Jake and pulled them both up into a sitting position with Jake on his lap. Jake was a pleasured mess. Despite his confusion, he leaned against his mate's body.
"I guess I should explain," Kyle said. "You probably don't remember, but I was cursed, too." Jake nodded, still leaning against the other guy. It made sense. How else would Kyle have gotten the curse in the first place? "I was this big football star, heading off to college. I had just graduated last May. You and I were teammates, once upon a time ago. But this... we'll just call her a spiteful woman, got pissed that I got a scholarship instead of her precious little boy who didn't even make the top five in the competition. So she used the curse to turn me into a wimpy, nerdy freshman, making everyone, my family, my friends, even my boyfriend, forget who I used to be. All of my relationships changed, and I was left alone with no friends and no boyfriend to speak of." He sighed. "I lashed out. Her husband was a proud lawyer that allowed her to never work a day in her life. Now, her husband is Mr. Howens, but I left her memory in tact so she knew how it felt to lose the person she loved. But she tricked her now ex-husband into using the curse on me, turning me into his guide dog in body and mind while helplessly watching deep down. I only had a few hours of humanity left. You were the first person I thought of and lashed out again."
"Damn," Jake mumbled, looking into Kyle's eyes. "So I was just collateral damage? Do I know this woman?"
Kyle leaned into Jake. "I'm sorry for getting you mixed up in all of this. I never wanted this. And yes, you know her. Her name is Martha."
Jake sat up, feeling a rush of pleasure radiate through him. "My maid is the reason for all of this?"
Kyle nodded. "It spiraled out of control. My hope was that, while I punished you for being a bully, I was also punishing her indirectly."
Jake blinked. "That's right. I guess I did treat you like shit." He bit his lip as he stared at Kyle's pecs. "Wouldn't dream of it now." He looked up. "But you have the curse now, right? You could change me back, right?"
"And then what? I'm stuck as your boyfriend with a dog's penis?" Kyle asked. "Thanks to the dare, I don't mind that I am any of that. But if I change you back, not only will you not have matching parts to me, but you will be straight."
"Then, what about the part about me forgetting that I'm different or that I will continue to change or that I am in heat?!" Jake asked. "Left to my own oblivious devices, I'm willing to bet that I would try to get my teammates to fuck me, too." Both dicks pulsed at the mention of that. "Okay, maybe that last part we can revisit." Kyle laughed and kissed Jake.
Pressing his forehead to Jake's, he said softly, "I can change some things if you want. But, I'm not getting rid of you, and you're not getting rid of me. I like you too much for that." He bit his lip and thrust into Jake, making him moan and smile. His tongue fell out again. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all?