Running into the lecture hall you are immediately accosted by your professor.
“Excuse me” she lowers her glasses “who are you and why are you in my class”.
“Uh” you begin to explain that you have been gone for a while to your professor.
“Is that really you? I hardly recognize you with that beard!” Your heart drops when you hear her comment. The changes must be speeding up unless you are able to pass the curse on to one more. You look down at your bear hand, noticing that the hair has grown even more. Your nails have also grown darker making your hand almost completely look like a paw. Hiding it behind your back you ask your teacher if you can talk to her privately after class. She agrees and you go and sit down in the middle of the hall. Class begins and you find it harder and harder to concentrate. All you want to do is go home and take a nap and watch football. While no one is looking you feel your face to see how much of a beard you have grown. Your new rough face feels foreign to you but you find touching it to be somewhat pleasurable.
Class is about halfway over when you feel a dull ache in your mouth and the taste of copper. Feeling your teeth you realize that your canines have extended slightly. You begin to panic but calm down knowing that soon you will have fulfilled your task. Class drags on and you spend the rest of your time doodling and thinking about food. Finally your professor dismisses the class and after talking to her you head into her office.
“Now, I am very disappointed that you have been missing from class for so long, you are one of our best students!” She said, sitting down in her chair. You explain to her that you had a death in the family and that you were having a hard time dealing with it, always having been a great actor, you tear up a little for effect.
“Well you can always talk to me anytime you have a problem, I’m always here for you” she reaches out to hug you and you move in. The two of you hug for a few seconds, when you whisper into her ear that you have always had feelings for her. While you are surprised at what you are doing you are more surprised that she doesn’t move at all but instead turns to you and begins making out with you. You begin rocking forward, thrusting yourself into her as you pull her up on to your lap. Ripping off each other’s clothing you soon are locked together fucking passionately when you realize that now is your best chance to attack. Grabbing a hold of her back you begin to run your hands gently up and down before cutting in deeply with your transformed hand. She screams in pleasure as the two of you climax.
“Well, I think we should keep this a secret” she tells you while buttoning her pants. She doesn’t even seem to notice that you attacked her and when you inspect her back you notice that the cut has already healed. All that remains is a soft fuzz that can be barely seen from a few feet away. Telling her that you’ll stop by tomorrow to discuss your grades you leave the office and head to the bathroom. You finally are able to inspect your face and to your delight your teeth have returned to their normal size. Your facial hair is still present but you like the way it frames your face. It grows fairly far down your neck so you make a mental note that you better trim it up if you want to remain presentable. Your paw like hand has returned to a more human like appearance while still looking considerably hairy. You head into a stall to check on the rest of your body and find that the hair has continued its unstoppable climb up your body. Your belly now has a considerable covering of hair and the hair around your nipples has grown further as well. Putting your shirt down you decide it’s time to go get some more food since the last time you ate was last night.