Sleep came quickly, you realized how exhausted you truly were after stopping for the day. Your almost constant libido was the only thing keeping you awake, and that too faded as you focused on the darkness and began to snooze. Dreaming of being home, of being with Andy.
Your apartment wasn't anything special, just two rooms, a living room + kitchen and bedroom. But in this unconscious state it seemed like so much more. Like a paradise that sheltered you from the world, and that gave you a moments rest with Andy. Your friend back to how he used to be. Just a regular guy, the same as anyone else. Talking about work, friends, the newest game. Mundane conversation that you almost craved, and that faded as you blinked.
In a moment, the old Andy was gone. Replaced with this new Spartan even in your dream. His picturesque body glistening with sweat, arm reaching out to gently push on your chest. Guiding you onto your back, and onto your bed. Andy atop you and sliding his head down your chest. Your body reflecting its new state, the stronger torso, the hairs/furs across your shoulder. Shuddering at the touch, eager for more even in this clear dream. Letting your friend rub his cheek against your cock as he whispers.
"Let's see what gift the gods give you here, friend."
Like a sudden ambush, his mouth is upon your dick. The trap sprung, lips tightening against your head. Applying light pressure as he glides along your member. Suckling onto your leaky cock, taking in all the juices he can greedily extract. His training as a Spartan must have even covered this, as you simply let him corrupt you. Relaxing, devious smile on your face. It's good that the Spartans of this forest are doing their job for creatures like yourself.
'Creatures', you don't recognize yourself as human in this wonderful dream. Your sharper eyes glancing over to the hairs coating your shoulder. Now overtaken by a clear pelt of short fur, having yet to breach your chest, but tickling your hand and converting it to a new form. Each of your fingers reshaping as nails becoming retractable claws. You open and close your hand in a testing manner, quickly used to your new digits as you go back to relaxing. Placing both arms behind your head and feeling a new sensation down below.
Something on your cock is bumping against Andy's mouth. Some new form or aspect of it that you can't identify. It starts as a single bump, then another, then several. Growing across your dick, allowing further stimulation for the both of you as the Spartan focuses his technique on this new area. Rolling his tongue against it, sucking on the tip, and getting treated to your cream. Your body giving out, releasing itself again, and waking you from your slumber.
Your chest gains another coating of cum from your orgasm. The pleasure overwhelming, you bringing your claw to your barbed cock to stroke out all of your juices. Emptying your full balls, and then taking in your new dick. It's feline in nature, lines of bumps across the flesh, though with no sheath to store it. This isn't going to make resisting any easier, especially with your new claw. The tough nail not sharp enough to pierce skin, but practically made to softly scratch and stimulate whatever it presses against.
"No more! I can't keep doing this!"
You grab onto your left arm with your right. Forcing it away and looking over yourself once more. It's just the fur on your arm, and the newly changed cock. Nothing else has altered, at least from what you can tell. Though the changes are fairly clear, some sort of feline form seems to be your fate. You try to remember the creatures from mythology, the lion that fought Heracles? There was also lion headed creatures as well... you think. Though maybe this isn't a lion, but a sphinx or chimera. Or maybe it's going to split off into another beast, who knows with this place.
"No more of that. I need to get out of here and clean this off."
You run a hand through your cum soaked chest. If this isn't cleaned soon, you're sure a beast is going to track you down. A beast or Andy...