Dan had been searching all day for this shop. Not this shop in perticular, but an antique store period. And he hadn't found the right one. Just stores that sold things from the past two decades, he needed something from way back. It was his birthday, and his dad (being a rich taxadermist) had given his a check to go out and buy one thing that he wanted. No matter the price.
Dan had thought of going against his dad wishes and buying all those cds he craved, or maybe even a couple game systems and a laptop. But Dan had heard that soem stores down in this part of town had some pretty wierd stuff. His friend Jason had bought this game from a store called "Spells R Us", and he wanted to check out this rumor. For Jason acted a little different after he played "The Game of Change".
The small shop was covered in a thick layer of dust. With shelves upon shelves of really old looking books and jars. And one of these jars caught his eye. It was a small smooth marble looking stone flask, with a wooden stopper in the top. He picked it up and noticed a mark on the front. It was a symbol that he could not recognise, a man standing infront of a band, with miniscule animals on it. It was odd, but looked neat. And even sounded to have some kind of liquid inside.
He took it up to the counter and asked for the price.
"That jar is a very rare object, never found anything like it." The old greek looking man told Dan. "But you look like you deserve it, so I'll sell it to you at a discount, only $150. A good price no?"
Dan could not believe his ears, so cheap, it had to be a misunderstanding. "Did I just hear you say only 150 buck?"
"Yes, its been up there for quite some time, and personally, I don't like it. So I'm giving you a discount."
Dan was gleaming as he strode out of there, his treasure in a bag safely tucked into his shoulderpack.
He hopped into his car and drove home to show off his find. Upon arriving, he saw that the museam truck in his front driveway. A man in a brown uniform walked up to him, and asked him if he could sign for some packages.
"Sure my dad should be home shortly Bill, just pull around back and unload them into the observatory. And leave me a crowbar, last time I had to get into our gardeners shed to find one. And you know whats that like." Dan shuddered at the memory.
Bill said thanks and went back to his crew. Dan parked his car in the garage and headed inside. Stacy, the maid on the downstairs floor of the mansion, was dusting a vase the size of her petite body. Dan nearly didn't see her behind it.
"Hey Stacy, come take a look at this, tell me what you think." Stacey was studying archeology at the university downtown, using the maidwork to help pay for tuition.
"Looks greek, or maybe latin, where did you get it. Seems to be very old."
"Uptown in the skyview plaza, the antique shop next to subway."
"I heard that place sells wierd stuff, but this seams normal. How much?"
"150, and the guy even told me about that it has a curse on it. Sounds great huh?"
"Just like you to buy a cursed jar at a discount. You're so...... weird!" She went back to dusting the vases in the corridor.
Dan just shrugged and headed to his room. Once there he sat it on his shelf next to his crystals and stuff he got from a trip to the carlsbad caverns. Then turned to his computor to look up the symbal.
He searched for hours, not finding a thing. Finally he gave up and went over and picked up the jar. He popped off the cork and took a sniif. It smelled like a strong coglone. It looked like some kind a lotion. So he decided to try some on. He took off his clothes and emptied some onto his hand. It smoothed out nicely and felt wonderful, he could feel an erection forming in his exposed groin. His 8" cock started to point straight up at him and to ooze precum. When he finished he laid down on his fur rug to watch some TV. He felt something he couldn't quite place, when he looked down at his legs, he saw fur starting to form.
What kind os skin was it?