Obviously, the spell had different results than Dan had expected. Unbeknownst to those manning the water cups at a nearby local triathlon, the spell altered the refreshing powers of the water served to the runners racing by. Within a block or two of drinking the cups handed to them, the runners felt totally refreshed and strengthened and their bodies glowed with beauty and muscle; the running became so easy and fast; shoes seemed like a hindrance and were kicked off joyfully. The runners felt almost as if the water had given them new legs.
Which it had. As the handsome triathletes were borne across the distance on newly bared feet, they became foursomes, powered by beautifully muscled foursomes of legs. The finish line was an amazing place to be, as beautiful four-legged guys, laughing and aroused, sailed across it jubliantly, long-muscled arms raised in triumph, their four legs resplendent and dancing with joy on four beautiful feet. The loose runner's shorts actually had room enough for the second set of hindquarters and the second pair of legs, the silken material hugged their boytaur hips, showing off their fine glutes. Still, most of the new boytaurs, already freed from shoes, effortlessly shucked their apparel, loving their fourleggedness, because they were beautiful completely naked.
It was close enough to Joe's place that Dan, Ian and Joe started an informal block party, along with several other guys on the block who had stumbled out on four new legs, wondering what all the celebration was about and astonished as everyone else at how hot all the guys were with four legs.
Guys were so taken with being four-legged that they got the idea of riding each other around, making for a rather tall crowd of four-legged guys mounted on each other. As the party grew and the number of four-legged guys kept increasing, the joy spilled over into lovemaking and four-legged mating, as the boytaurs, hip-deep in their foursomes oflegs, made love to each others' beautiful four-legged bodies.
"Dan, read that spell again to me," Ian said.
"OK," Dan said, uncrumpling the spell and reading it again. This time it worked on Dan as well; he felt himself coming, and looked down to see that he now had four of his handsome legs crowding his formerly loose shorts.
"Awesome," Dan said, out of breath from coming.
"Dude, I got more for you," Ian said, grinning from ear to ear. Dan's four legs nearly gave out on him - Ian now had six! Joe did, too; in fact, half the boytaur crowd started mating anew, turned on all over again by becoming six legged. They couldn't stop mating.
Ian looked stoned, he was so turned on. Dan smiled to himself, loving what he had done to Ian, seeing Ian so highly sexed that Ian's hind legs were reflexively making love to his middle legs, which in turn were mating with his front legs. "I can't stand this," Ian said to Dan. "You gotta kiss me, dude."
It was a kiss that Dan would never forget, as they and the crowd of mating boytaurs, mad with love, lost themselves in each other for all time.