Zoey didn't know what to do. While she did care what she became as long as she could remain a park ranger, this change complicated things for her. She hadn't even given a thought to changing genders. Sure, it wasn't exactly uncommon, but still, growing a set of male genitals wasn't exactly what she had in mind. She wished she had known about the changes before she left, or she would've called in sick for the next two days.
Zoey shook her head. Her resolve was firm, and she decided that if this were her last day as a human female, she would make the most of it. Her first part of the day was giving tours to groups of tourists. Throughout her tour, her changes progressed. Thankfully, it seemed that the gender changes were happening first, so she could hide them for a while.
With the new testosterone flowing through her body, she began to get a slight increase in muscle mass. However, that kept building. Then her height grew over time too. Her shirt soon rode up her now-toned stomach. She apologized claiming it had shrunk in the wash. At one point she had to excuse herself due to her new cock. She subtly discarded her panties in a trash bin to give herself some comfort.
Of course, even the most oblivious tourists started noticing her changes. After asking if anyone had questions, she sighed and admitted that she did have the monster virus. Thankfully, the group calmed down an Asian woman who was worried about catching it. Zoey assured them that her changes weren't contagious. With that in mind, they decided to continue their tour. It didn't help that they were on a trail and nearly done.
Zoey's shoulders widened enough to cause a button to pop off her chest. She did get some relief when her breasts receded into strong pectorals. Her hands grew larger as they all took steps up to see an outlook spot. Of course, that also was when her feet started to get uncomfortable. The last few minutes were almost unbearable due to Zoey's enlarged feet. As she said her goodbyes to the group her voice cracked and deepened. She felt her throat and sure enough, her fingers brushed against a bulge.
When she got to her jeep she took off her shoes, or at least she tried to. To her shock, her feet had filled out her boots. She struggled until she felt relief. Her toes had burst through them. With no choice, she got out her emergency knife and carefully cut her feet out. By the time she got home her feet had to be at least a size 10 or larger.
Once she got inside the cabin she was shocked at how much she had changed. She was now 5'9 and her clothes were taunt against her muscles. They were getting more uncomfortable the longer she had them on. Zoey sighed and began to undress. Her shirt was so tight that she had to tear it apart. She was surprised at how easy it was. She had lost her belt on the trip home. Her torn socks were chucked into the can. Only her hat and pants remained. She put her hat in its place and went to her closet. Unfortunately living alone and being single meant no men, family or otherwise, came to visit. As a result, Zoey had to get creative with her outfit.
As she tried to find something to wear she scratched an itch. This itch however seemed to spread across her now manly body. Brown hair began to sprout across her skin. It was thick under her arms and pubic bush. As Zoey was scratching she accidentally scratched her cock. She had been denying her most important change since it had appeared. It gave a twitch that seemed to say 'more' and Zoey began to comply. She rubbed through the cloth getting her dick hard. Zoey then felt uncomfortably confined by his jeans as they began to rip. With an odd sense of pride rising within him Zoey broke his zipper and button and grabbed his above-average dick. He then let his instincts guide him as he jacked off. he arched his head back and cummed across his closet. he panted at the intense orgasm he just had. After calming down he realized the mess he had caused. Suddenly what the werewolves had said to him now made sense. he took a piece of his ruined jeans and saw it come apart like tissue paper. "well Zoey now what?" he said. With no other choice, he cleaned up his mess.
After he was done he called Mr. Jones. After explaining his plight Mr. Jones replied. "don't worry Zoey. I plan for these kinds of things. Just call me back when you're done and I'll send a tailor over". Zoey wasn't surprised at this. It was totally in character for him. Zoey also figured he used to be a major fanboy for myths. Heck, maybe he still is. For now, all Zoey could do was wear a towel and have dinner. That was easier said than done as his face decided at that moment to change. He gained a five o'clock shadow as his face became chiseled. He took off his makeup afterward and looked at his still-changing face. His lips were thinning as his nose and eyebrows grew. He heard his bed creak as he went to sleep.
In his dream, he was in the forest and had his old body. As he walked down a path he saw a clearing that had a massive Greek structure in it. With each step, his body changed. His clothes ripped and faded from existence as he gained his current body. His feet grew as he walked up the steps. His toes merged as his toenails grew longer. When he arrived at the top, he had two toe hoofs supporting him. His ankles rose as he passed the archway. His thinner body hair soon became brown fur and spread across his still-growing muscles.
He then saw a naked woman lying on an oblong rock surrounded by water. "come here big guy" she said in a familiar voice. He stepped on appearing stones and saw her present her ass to him. Not one to say no Zoey rammed his hard cock into her. His ball sagged down as they grew. he could feel his cock fill up the brown-haired woman. He let out a beastly bellow as he came. cum escaping the woman's mouth as he did. She looked back at him and smiled.
Zoey was jolted awake by a sticky goo hitting him. he looked down and saw a fifteen-inch cock angled up toward his face. He should've felt ashamed or disgusted but instead felt this odd sense of pride. That being said he still needed to clean up. Once his sheets were in the washing machine he took a shower. As he dried off he saw his changes had progressed quite a bit. The most noticeable would be that everything below his neck was covered in brown fur that seemed to shine a little in the light. It made him look more handsome. Below his fur, his muscles had gotten to bodybuilder standards. The nipples on his pecs were dark and larger than they used to be despite no longer serving a purpose. The mirror also showed he had hoofs just like in the dream. He did several poses to check himself out. He could see the veins on his limbs bulge when he flexed. he also noted he still had dark brown hair on his armpits and bush. Any woman would love to have him now. Zoey sighed as he realized his sexuality had changed overnight.
During breakfast, he struggled to sit properly due to his tailbone hurting him. It then grew like a snake and did so oddly slowly. Zoey then realized that there were tails of people transforming into monsters faster due to sexual acts. He had cummed twice and that would explain his current body. 'the sooner I can finish the sooner I can call Mr. Jones' he thought. Going to the bathroom he looked down at his toilet. Unlike the other times this time would be completely intentional. Grabbing his dick with his massive hand Zoey began to jack off. His thoughts went back to his dream woman. Her face was so familiar yet he couldn't place it. It was only after he cummed that he remembered her cum filled face. It was him! his old body, he had fucked his old self. Looking behind him he saw his tail was now growing much faster. It wasn't long before it gained a tuft of dark brown hair.
He could feel his neck getting thicker as the brown fur covered it. His face pushed out into a wide muzzle. His nose became large and flattening. He found it interesting that neither his teeth nor his appetite changed. Around three, his final changes took place. He remembered it quite well. As his ears elongated, he felt pressure above both. Two pure white horns passed through his hairline. It was only after they had finished growing up that he felt complete.
Looking at the mirror in the hall he saw a 6'3 bull-like man with muscles that shouldn't be natural but were. he then called Mr. Jones again. It took a few days for the tailor to arrive. Over that time Zeno had gotten accustomed to his new body. He found himself more sexually active than Zoey was. he had researched bull-related mythical creatures and came to the conclusion he was a Minotaur now. His appearance and keeping his usual diet did help but it was his discovery that gave him the clue. He had wished he knew where the remote had gone when suddenly he knew it had fallen under the left cushion on his couch. After some experimenting he found things that had been lost since he moved. he had found his original key to his cabin when the tailor arrived. The man was mildly surprised by the myth in front of him. he was a man of few words and was only there for the paycheck. Zeno was told his new clothes would be ready in less than a week. He was a little worried until another call with Mr. Jones. The man explained that he was worth it. He also explained that he put this in as his sick days. The following week seemed to pass by in an instant and Zeno was now back at being a park ranger.
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"This mighty pine tree is over two thousand years old and holds a special significance to American history," Zeno said, to a group of girls. He had noticed over the last couple of months that more and more women had been booking his tours. Of course, he had to keep it professional while he worked. However, he often met some women in town and took them to his place. He now wore a specialized ranger outfit. Even in December, he wore a pair of shorts and a button-up shirt, though it acted more like a vest as he rarely had it buttoned up. While he had been given several pairs of underwear he had secretly been going commando. His hat had to be altered to allow for his horns. He kept his long hair but more natural. It was revealed after a doctor's visit that he had lost twenty years of his age. His job had some extra manual labor in it but he didn't mind. He helped move downed trees off paths and roads. He also helped find lost campers or items often.
When he wasn't working or picking up chicks he was building out his cabin. He found out the hard way his furniture wasn't capable of holding him when he plopped down on it. That being said he didn't mind it at all. He was building a new patio when a car pulled up. He recognized it as one of his one-nighter's cars. The woman was a brunette like he was. he never mentioned that she had looked almost exactly like him when he was a girl except with green eyes. While he was happy to get a visit he was surprised she had driven from... he tried to remember where she lived. He was thinking somewhere in Idaho. "Zeno we need to talk," she said. That wasn't a good sign. Zeno remembered her name was Kelly as he invited her inside. "sorry about the couch, had a hard day about two days ago and flopped down on it" he said explaining the couch's broken state. Kelly had said it was fine and began retelling the night they met. She then told him that she had gone to a doctor and he told her...