James started feeling a tingling in his shoulders underneath his skin, kind of itchy but not unpleasant. It spread from the top of his arms in toward his spine and faded about halfway down his back.
He could feel his heart pounding loud and faster. What had he just done? Was the medallion for real? No... just deluding himself with an active imagination again
The tingling turned into a soreness, like the day after being at the gym. He looked over at his left shoulder and noticed his shirt was fitting snugly around it. In fact, his shirt was feeling kind of tight across his back too. He put his right hand on his left shoulder -- it felt huge!
His heartbeat picked up in intensity. No way... no way...
The tingling returned in his shoulders but this time intensified in its itching, almost to a burning, and felt like it was right at the surface of his skin. It zipped down James' arms like an electric shock - right to his fingertips. James held his arms out in front of him noticing a dusting of dark grey hairs travel down from under his t-shirt. Hair was even growing on his fingers above his knuckles.
This was it. This is what he wanted. He was really becoming a gorilla!
He felt a cool breeze around his belly. His shoulders and back were so large that it lifted his shirt up over his navel. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt with his fingers and got to witness his belly get covered with the dark grey fur as well. He began rubbing his tummy, the sensation was amazing. He heard himself moan. There wasn't anyone around was there? Oh well. His furry hand squeezed under his tight shirt to explore his chest - oh yes there was fur there too.
Just then, the growing fur line swept past his crotch and to his inner thighs, the itching was exquisite. He grunted and hunched over at the sudden sensation. The itching began on his ass as well and went down behind his legs.
"Oh, I guess I'd better get my clothes off before -- huurrrgh!"
James' legs gave a push and he fell to the ground softly in a push-up position. He felt his jeans get tighter as his thighs began bulking up. He attempted to get up by completing the pushup.
"Uuggggghh!" It felt like the most amazing chest stretch ever.
His t-shirt, the bottom of which was forced to move up by his nipples, begin tearing down the sides.
James took a deep breath and that was all it took to destroy the shirt, the relief was instant.
"Oh my.." he said, his voice getting deeper.
He continued his pushup stretch, his angle to the ground increasing. His hairy arms were growing - both bigger and longer. His feet began to spasm painfully. He splayed his legs in the muddy grass and pushed forward. He looked down underneath him and saw that his jeans looked like jean shorts - the hem was pulled up around his knees because his thighs were so huge.
A surging sensation in his crotch suddenly assaulted them from another angle. He dug his knuckles in the grass.
"Oh my..." his voice was deeper than Barry White's.
The pain in his shoes reached a point where they felt like they could explode - and they did. With a loud popping sound his five-fingered furry feet burst out the sides of his expensive shoes. He snorted in relief, then got to business.
Digging his feet into the mud - the sensation around his "thumb" foot nearly driving him over the edge, James stood up and fumbled with his belt. He got it off and tore at his pants' zipper shredding his jeans right down the front. They crumbled around his ankles.
His very erect cock was cocooned by his tighty whiteys, stretched tight across his ass.
"Ooohh urrgh" James fell forward again. His hips popped, locking into a wider position and his cock slipped out over the elastic band of his underwear.
He reached under his girth with his right arm and grabbed his pole, steadying himself on the ground with his left, then jerked furiously.
A buzzing sensation in his face numbed the feeling of his head reshaping, his fangs growing in.
"Oooh aaahhh ahhhh ooohhah ooh ahhhaa ahh aahh AAAAHHH!
He stood up on his hind legs as he orgasmed and beat his chest with his knuckles, screaming primally.
When the haze subsided, James took a breath and got to work removing his shredded shoes and the remnants of his clothing.
He looked around. If anyone heard there was no sign of it. Doesn't mean they haven't called animal control, he reminded himself.
He gathered the pieces of his clothing and hid them in the brush. Good luck figuring this one out, detectives, he chuckled to himself mentally.
Wait a minute, he realized, I'm still thinking like a human. He took a look over his huge furry physique. This wasn't a bad thing, he decided, having the best of both worlds. His human mind working feverishly like human minds do to make the most of his situation.
He heard sirens in the distance. Better go. He put the medallion on over his neck, then ambled off...