It was amazing. All this time Willis had been denying his own sexuality and never venturing out into the social world.
Now he was connected, in a bizarre way but connected nonetheless, with another being the same sex as himself. Oh, and sex, he was prepared to enjoy it countless times, in countless positions and countless varieties. Why had he not ventured out sooner?
And what if they became boyfriends? Could the walk around hand in hand or do other small but infinitely desirable things together? Oh, and with the spell! They could experiment different forms and be beastly always. Or perhaps just in private. Where would they go from here? Who knew?
Willis's head was swimming with a thousand pleasurable things but he shook them off and remembered. First things first. Dan.
They passed through the grass and into the woods.
"We made it," Zack cried, smiling with his bovine lips.
Willis's reply was interrupted by a loud whizzing noise.
Something knocked him into the air and stung his skin. He hit the ground hard. From the crashing noise that followed he could tell that the same had happenned to Zack.
He tried to move and but was trapped.
He was caught in a net, weighed down so he couldn't escape.
"Perfect," Farmer O'Grady sneered, "Now we have your friend too. Blast that child for letting you escape. ZACK!"
Zack looked at Willis. Willis glanced back for a second but returned his attention to the Farmer.
"Zack! Where the hell have you-"
He stopped. He turned. He looked down at himself.
Suddenly, in the space of a few seconds, a long, scaly tail shot out of his back. Horns began forcing they're way out of his head.
He hadn't won! Willis was in control. In a few minutes they're enemy would be nothing more than a short, stumpy gargoyle. And there was nothing he-
"Oh no you don't"
Another whizzing noise as a tranquiliser dart pierced Willis's neck.
Willis could not continue the spell. The world vanished.