Curtis seeing his mates now a master and a dumb slut feels odd he continues to drink his beer but suddenly agony in his stomach driops him on all fours. An extreme heat running through his body and radiating at his groin forces him to strip. His puffer jacket first Ralph Lauren t shirt next and sweat pants last and then the changes start. He packs on muscle his large arms and neck forcing him to look like a muscular pitball his filthy cum stained next boxers shift into a Calvin Klien jockstrap. His already impressive cock gets vienier and thicker and longer 12” in length and 8” in girth. But running through Curtis mind is presenting his arse his dick is irrelevant he needs to be fucked. A thick leather collar appears around his neck and in diamontes the word slut appear. This collar pulses into Curtis neck and works its way through his brain “slut gets fucked” is all that he can think. His 18 stone of pure muscle on all fours looks comical he makes his way over to Ryan. The aromas of a bitch in heat. Start to attract ryans attention.