The delivery bear, er, guy, appears to have passed out from his change, his huge new body laying motionless save for the rise and fall of his vast, hairy chest. You cannot believe what has just transpired, you turned another man into a bear, much like you were before your subsequent shift to monster. Considering what you've been through in the last day, this latest event has left you more than a little weary. But it feels as if something has awoken inside you.
Transforming the delivery guy has given you a purpose, a strange, new urge now resides in your mind. You know that you must pass this "gift" on to others, your new mission pushing aside the panic you had over your dual transformations. "I'll make you some new friends," you say to your first victim as you head for the front door.
You step out of your home, enjoying the feel of the sunlight on your body, on every bit of your nude frame. Looking for a new victim, you spy a neighbor from up the street jogging in your direction. You don't know his name, heck, you've never even met the guy. You know from the other residents of the neighborhood that the guy's a total fitness freak. The home-gym, chest-shaving kind of fitness freak. From what you've heard, he refuses to associate with people who aren't as dedicated to exercise as himself, the reason why you've never been acquainted with him. "Perfect," you think to yourself as you slide behind the hedges. Your new body, despite being huge, instinctively knows how to move with stealth.
You crouch in wait, readying your next move, prepared to continue your mission. The jogger draws closer, unaware of the man-beast's ambush. He passes in front of you and, in a flurry of action you could never have accomplished in your original form, you grab him and pull him behind the hedges. Your victim has no time to react as you lie down on top of him, using your considerable mass to hold him down.
Your first victim changed after he sucked your cock and swallowed all of your seed, but it seems such an action is no longer required to spread beardom, mere physical contact appears to do the trick. As you look down on your jogger you can see stubble rapidly growing on his face, developing into a full beard in moments. You rise back to a crouch, still looking at your new "friend." His jogging suit isn't handling his change well, the jacket starts to tear open as his once smooth chest sprouts a thick carpet and looses its definition. His pants hold, just barely though, though the large bulge now attests to his enlarged equipment.
Unlike victim 1, this one stays awake, but he looks dazed. You rise to full height, ensuring that no one saw what happened. Satisfied that no one saw what you just did, you leave your latest conquest and seek out others.