Tony simply gave into the carnal delights - for all the strangeness, he was simply a creature of flesh and the flesh knew what it wanted. Tony gripped onto his erection and begun toying with it, like a joystick on a game controller. But quickly any thoughts of metaphors and other such things faded as he felt himself grow harder and harder than ever, his dick becoming like a hot, steel pipe rising form in-between his legs.
Tony moaned loudly, almost chuckling at how wonderful this felt. Like how much of a blessing this felt. He leaned froward, crouching lightly, as he sank deep into the rich delights of his body. Pound after bound he went, his body like butter in his own hands! And yet he was none the wiser as the Curse took a deeper hold of him.
Tony's shoulders began to broaden, slowly but defiantly. As his occurred, his loins began to itch and scratch, but he didn't bother investigating that urge, for masturbation took all his tender focus. His pubic hair had thickened, itching upwards towards his navel in a mighty and thick trail of body hair on an otherwise blank body. As his stomached heaved and hoed, it gained a notable definition pressing itself into his flesh; despite his leanness, a clear sixpack forged itself into existence as his pecs thickened slightly. At this stage, his body would be typical of a clothing model, something clean but with just enough tone and scrawny muscle to hint at his manhood.
Of course, knowing the nature of the Forest of Lust's Curse, this MAY not be the case for long. Tony body could become any manner of man-beast.
Still, this stage of the curse had yet to be completed. His hand gripped his cock tighter, his fingers growing sharper and hard, like his dick. They'd be good for scratching, both for fighting and play. Tony gritted his teeth, his canines growing slightly sharper than they were before. Human, but something unique.
Tony moaned as his erection grew suddenly and pleasurably two inches, a tiny squirts of cum shooting from out his tip in response. He moaned loader than before, his hair grew longer and curled into a shaggy mass. As it brushed against his face, he eyed it in confusion and only then he noticed his bodily changes. But his mind had little time to process, as his body railed against all logic.
He watched his legs grow hairier, dark black hairs lining them in a shaggy mess of curls. He saw that, like his fingernails, his toenails were harder and sharper. Then he noticed a animalistic urge, but what kind Tony could not place. It was growing inside him, but as if it was always there and only now had awakened.
One last wave of sex and passion crashed over him, sending Tony to the floor as he blew his load! He was bathed in a layer of his own sticky seed, wave after wave of pleasures as indescribable as the last. He felt and urge to snarl, to dig his hands into the earth and rut again and then soon...
Nothing.
Tony sat up, shocked. His body had changed, and a warmth still possessed him. And once again he felt a horny fire ignite inside his crotch.