"The Fast - Steed? What is the even supposed to mean?" Rowan turned the jar over in his hands, but other than the name of the ointment everything else was written in small Chinese characters. Though there was a picture of a running horse on the front, all in all it just seemed a little odd. He set the ointment back down on the counter and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't feel any different, he didn't look any different either. He gave a heavy sigh, with the way his luck was running it probably wouldn't do anything other than make him smell nice. A rumbling in his belly and a sudden hunger brought him back to reality. Figuring he might as well fix himself some food he pulled on his boxers and walked out of the bathroom.
Walking into the kitchen he pulled open the fridge door, bending over to peer into its barren depths. Some wrinkled looking fruit, cold pizza and beer. He sighed again, nothing there looked all that good, but he grabbed the pizza anyway, and one of the beers. He didn't even bother heating up the pizza, instead just biting right into it. He went through one slice and half the beer before he knew it, and it seemed the pit in his stomach was only getting bigger. He grabbed another slice and munched it down, followed by the rest of his beer. Three more slices and two more beers soon followed. Now out of that he settled for the few pieces of fruit he had, eating them stems, seeds and all. Still he was hungry, his stomach rumbling, there wasn't even a bulge under his abs from all the food he ate.
While he was busy trying to figure out what was happening to him he suddenly heard a loud ripping noise. Ever since he was thirteen Rowan had been hung, but his cock, now raging hard had just torn through his boxers, splitting them cleanly in half. Thirteen inches of rigid flesh stuck out from his crotch. It wasn't that big, and the skin looked a darker brown than normal, even the shape seemed off, the normal mushroom head looking a bit flat. He reached down and wrapped his hand around it, even that slight touch sending waves of shivers through him. He reached further down and sure enough even his balls were swollen to near twice their previous size, now hanging off the edge of the chair. He jumped out of his chair and ran into his bedroom where he had a full length mirror, his balls slapping against his thighs as he ran.
He stared at himself in the mirror with a look of bewilderment. It had to be the ointment of course, but he couldn't figure out how this would being him fortune, unless he want into porn. Even as he watched it looked like his cock and balls kept growing. They were halfway down to his knees now, swollen to the size of grapefruits. But odder than that was his cock, still growing longer the skin was getting darker. It moved through several shades of brown before becoming a dark glossy black. The head went completely flat, reshaping itself into a stallion's flaring cock head. A ridge grew out circling his cock halfway down the shaft. It was so hard that it was pointing right up, the top of his cock was resting between his pecs, and creeping closer to his chin by the second. It seemed to stop its growth with the head bobbing in front of his mouth. Curiously he stuck out his tongue, running it along the top of his cock. He gasped at the feeling.
Soon he was laying back on his bed, hands around his massive cock as he sucked on the end of it. His still growing balls, now down to his knees were churning in a matter of moments. He arched his back at the orgasm, a sudden fire hose of cum shooting over him and splashing against the wall behind him. It was followed by two more shots of cum that left the head of his bed and most of the wall covered in sticky white spunk. The orgasm seemed to trigger something further as his skin suddenly began to itch like mad.
Sitting up he stared at the mirror again. His light coating of body hair was getting thicker. His pubes had grown into a heavy bush at the base of his massive cock. His legs and arms were soon covered in a dense layer of brown hair. The hair growth spread out covering his abs and hiding them a bit behind the density of the hair, it spread up to his chest, the blond dusting that was there turning into a dark brown forest. His face began to itch as his stubble grew into a full if short beard, even the hair on his head got longer, but it was the only hair on his body that retained his normal blond coloring. With a slight twisting feeling in his head his ears drew themselves into points, and after a quick jab of pain in his jaw he pulled back his lips to see his teeth had grown in size as well.
Now, Rowan though, might be a good time for a panic.