I felt all was right in the world when a big lush could become a true friend of one gay whimp like Cameron. A relationship made for love those two would find new meanings for the word, together!
It was a long night as I tried my best to study for to study for the History exam on Thursday next. The phone rang about ten and at first I thought it better not to answer, but I did.
"Jane, Oh please Jane I'm in trouble!" exclaimed Catrina Lubin a friend and student.
"Catrina what's wrong?" I asked.
"It terrible, I never see such a thing as tonight! I go to a party at Zeta' family estate. Oh, much drinking and wild dancing it was so much fun till Jason Millet got so drunk he tried to rape several women, I was one!" she explained as she cried.
"Jason Millet, isn't he rather young! He can't be over nineteen, what was he doing there?" I asked.
"Jason came with Frank Feurt, Aron Dil, and that rat Sonny Day. Oh, the four of them were like animals as they went for girls or anyone. They ripped off my dress and Aron jumped me and he...." cried Catrina.
The orgy she explained in some detail was finally broken up after someone call 9-1-1. I listened to the sorted details and heard pour Catrina sob. The parents of the boys had already bailed them out and one suggested that Catrina put them up to it all, but I knew better.
I drove down that night and paid the $500. bail to get Catrina out. It was well after three in the morning before I reached my apartment. Sitting to relax in a soft recliner I thought about how I might help Catrina.
Time is experiance and suddenly I thought of someone with a great long time of worldly experiance, I rubbed the lamp. A poof of white smoke and the Genie appeared.
"Yes my Master!" said the friendly Genie.
"Genie I want your advice on a matter!" I said which made him shake his head in wonder.
"I have a friend who was raped tonight by four boys at a party. It seems that one boy's father swore out a warrant for my girlfriend as if she lured his son to the party for sexual activity. I want you opinion of what could be done to fix such a problem?" I asked.
The Genie looked puzzled and then a big grin spread over his face. "You wish the Boy's to learn a lesson and the parent to drop the charges, right?" asked Genie.
"Right!" I said, "But how?"
"No court I ever heard of could convict a person if first the witness' never showed their faces. Secondly a Father would never press charges if his son were in more trouble of the same nature, and in another court at the same time, right Master?" asked Genie.
I sat and looked at one smiling Genie. "OK, Genie, how?"
"Young boys have a youthful passion for wanting sex at a early age. I plan to give them a playmate and let them get caught in the act of sex with one of there own. Your court case will be dismissed and the Father won't want anymore notice of the whole affair." smiled the Genie as he explained.
As the story was told to me later, Aron Dil was met by a young woman selling sex drive creams and ointments. The price was small and affordable to the teenager. Aron's lust was big and real as he spread the cream on his naked body. A drink made of the ointment assured him of a sexy scent which would drive lovers to him like bees to honey.
Aron stood watching the sensual changes which began to sprout a burly body hair on his chest and arms. The dark hair grew longer and longer. Then it turned to jet black as did his skin all over his body. He moaned as the hair grew and spread. Soon the mirror showed his recolored eyes as bright yellow. His face had black skin and a light covering of the black hairs. As the hair grew from the forehead back and down his body to feet not his own.
Crying as he watched the boyish body change and mature into a female satyr of some wild sex story in Greek myth. Two foot long horns sprouted from his forehead as fingers were armed with talons. Human feet grew long and hocks, hind legs, fetlocks, and cloven hooves made Aron one cool sex crazed satyr.
As the change became him and he melted into the change her sex drives were suddenly those of a goat in heat. Sex and feeling sex was the one and only thing Aron wanted at that moment. Man or animal she didn't care which, but she needed a good fucking and now!
At Sonny's home Frank and Jason played cards. A ring of the doorbell found a package left for Sonny. "Play-for Boys" the sticker read.
Sonny was quick to pull out a jacknife and rip the package open.
One jar of Penial Endowment creme, one bottle of Horse Radish, and a horse's halter made of black rope and bright metal clips. Each boy made his claim as Sonny took the Horse Radish, while Jason wanted the Penial Endowment creme, that left Frank owning a horse halter but he owned not any horse.
An arguement soon sent each boy to his home with either the prize of some junk, they couldn't tell.
Jason took his shower and began to rub in the Penial Endowment creme. As he did the creme made his pecker feel warm. Soon the warm was then rapidly becoming hot and then very hot. Jason jumped back into the shower and poured cold water on his fire hot pecker. As he rubbed it under cold water the thing began to grow. Longer and larger the pecker grew to become one monster cock. Then his balls began to burn as they too bloomed. The color of his cock and balls seemed to pinken as they grew.
In a quick move of lust and desire he reached for some moisture creme but dipped into the endowment creme. As lust built he rubbed his cock with more creme but this time spreading it up his belly and down the thighs.
Moaning from sexual lust he closed his eyes to feel the thrill. As minutes passed he seemed to lose all meaning of time. The bonging of the front hall clock brought him to think of time, it was three in the morning.
Feeling very sexy he turned to gaze at his reflection in the mirror. A gasp of fear and lust mixed as he starred at a all white male satyr. He stood covered in white shaggy hair. Two foot long horns adorned his forehead as floppy goat ears sprouted from the sides of his head.
Sensual he stomped about till the hollaring of his father brought him back to reality. Whether it was lust or just want of more thrills he rubbed the last of the endowment creme on his long pink shaft.
Sonny had made a sandwich and spread his winnings on the meal. One bite brought the heat of a thousand torches as he screamed. The bite of the Horse Radish burned his gullet even as he screamed. Eyes bugged out as the searing pain flowed down into his stomac and out over his body.
He didn't know which way to turn or how to stop the fire that consumed his body. Suddenly the fire dulled and he lay on the floor. The thought of movement or the return of such pain made him lay still. At first he tried to sit up but found this move to be almost impossible. A thought to roll to one side and inch his way up to stand might work, so he tried.
His fingers found no traction on the slate tiles as he scratched about till at last he stood on all fours. A sigh and he felt normal, but an odd feeling came from behind. A gaze to his left and the straining to see brought the sighting of a frisky tail swishing his butt.
A quick look the other way proved simular and then one look to his stomac showed a red goat cock out in a hard. As Baaaaing turned to bleating he rambled about the kitchen. After minutes he made his way out the back door and headed for Jason's house.
Frank sat at home looking his prize over and wishing for one of the other's prize. It was about the time when Sonny bust his back door when Frank tried on the halter for size.
The Genie told me he was busy and did not watch Frank as he rapidly changed from boy to a glorious black Arabian stallion. The thoughts and desires of the boy were soon lost to the lust of conquests from the stallion he became. The Genie guided Frank to a stable of some reknown and left him to learn the ways of an equine beast.
All this before morning and I had a lot to laugh about yet to come.