The moment Connor and Mary burst inside Jill's house, a confusing and frightening (at
least for Mary) series of events took place, more or less all at once. Sam slammed the
front door shut with an enormous paw, jumping to block the doorway and deftly locking it
closed in one swift motion. In the exact same instant, Brad reached out and grabbed Mary
around her waist, while Mary let out a shreik of surprise from being grabbed so rapidly.
Meanwhile, Sam's quick feline reflexes allowed him to leap from the door towards Connor,
who was still in motion. With his instincts in high gear and hand-paws spread wide, Sam
pounced on the young high school freshman, the two young men crashing to the ground
and upsetting a side table and lamp.
For a moment, there was dead silence, as Sam hulked over Connor, Sam's tail flicking to
and fro with instinctual pleasure from his pounce. Connor himself was speechless, as he
stared up into the jaws of a boy-sized lion who was just then licking his lips. Mary, on the
other hand, was simply out of breath from her previous scream, and found it difficult to
draw in more air because of the literal bear hug that she was being held in by Brad the
ursine quarterback.
Connor felt the natural urge to struggle but looking up into the lion's face, he noticed
something strange. The lion's mane was strangely styled, and on the top seemed to
resemble blonde (though still shaggy) human hair carefully parted towards the side more
than the scraggly fur of an animal. Even weirder, the lion's face was strangely human, its
eyes somewhere between the blue eyes of a human but with the slitted black pupils of a
cat. However, the thing that convinced Connor that he was actually tackled and being held
down by a person, rather than an animal, was the fact that the lion was laughing.
"Hahaha! Dude! You should see your face Connor!" boomed the lion, loosening up his
grip just a bit. Brad followed suit. Before Connor could respond, Mary let out another yell,
followed by a stream of barely understandable words. "What the heck is going on this is
crazy what are you guys doing in these crazy costumes let me go go GO!" Mary gasped,
again out of breath. Finally, Connor understood who was pinning him to the ground.
"SHIT! Is that you Sam under all that fur?" asked the surprised football player. "I mean,
how the hell did you get that costume?"
"I'll explain in a minute, but first we need to get your sister upstairs" replied Sam. "Ladies!
I need you to 'escort' Mary upstairs while Brad and I talk with Sam." At Sam's call, Claire
and Diane (the skunkettes) and Jennifer and Jill (the vixens) came out of the darkened
adjoining living room, followed by a slightly embarrased and very naked human Daisy and
Liz. "Come upstairs with us, Mary" intoned Jill and Jennifer, firmly grabbing each of Mary's
wrists and leading her up the stairs, mouth agape. Connor, too, was flabbergasted at the
sight of the cheerleaders changed into stunning animal-girls.
"Those aren't costumes, are they Sam?" said Connor, as Sam finally climbed off him and
gave him a helping hand up. "No, we've really changed" replied Sam, grinning. "Connor, it
feels incredible, to have this animal part of you" interjected Brad. For the first time, Sam
noticed the stocky bearboy by the door. Sam took in the contours of the bearboy's face,
his rakish grin, and the still brown human-like hair and brown eyes. "Brad! Crap! You
too?"
"You bet, buddy. And let me tell you, it's like nothing you can ever imagine" said Brad, his
hand unconsciously slipping down towards his thickly furred sheath. "The whole team's
gonna do it, Connor" continued Brad. "We're gonna give everybody on it the speed and
agility of animals, and with it we're going to win the State Championship."
"The giant cocks are just a side effect" mentioned Sam to Connor, guiding him over
towards the living room couch and finally flicking on the living room light. Sitting on the
couch and facing Sam's crotch, Connor got a good look at the enormous golden-furred
sheath of the leonine boy. Strangely, instead of being disgusted, he found the thick, long,
tawny fur that framed the shorter golden pubic fur of Sam's sheath highly erotic. He could
hardly think, the musk streaming from Sam's lower mane clouding his brain.
"Go ahead Connor, touch it" whispered Sam, as Connor's finger strayed towards Sam's
lionhood. "If I change, will my dick look like this too?" asked Connor in awe. "You bet it
will, buddy" answered Sam, a pleased purr welling up in his throat as Connor twisted his
fingers through the fur halo around Sam's sheath. "All you've got to say is 'transform,'
when I ask you the secret cursed question, and you've got to promise to pass on the
school curse to someone else in the football team."
"But will I get to choose what I change into?" asked Connor with some concern in his voice.
"Don't worry Connor," replied Brad, "we've got that figured out. We know something that
will be perfect for the team and will certainly win us the championship."
"Transform or dare?" asked Sam, turning around and winking at Brad.
With visions of having the strength of a rhino or the speed of a cheetah, Connor
responded, "I choose...."