Jeff's heart sank when he saw a group of four teenage lads standing by the side of the road just ahead. Stephan slowed down the truck to talk to them. The apparent leader of the group called out.
"Say, thanks sir. I'm Kyle, by the way. Could you save us the walk and jus' put us a few miles closer to Turnersville? We don't mind climbing on the back.". A handsome dark-haired lad, he stood a good six inches taller than the rest.
"Are you sure?" replied Stephan. "I'm sorry there's no room in the cab, what with the three of us, but you boys are welcome to get in behind."
The boys walked over to the back of the truck as Stephan lifted the door to reveal a large empty steel cage.
"There's not much room, but if you boys don't mind you can get your bags and sit in this cage."
"Not at all," replied Kyle politely, beckoning to the other lads, "we could stay in here all day, couldn't we boys!"
Jeff could hear the lads chatting excitedly in the darkness of the back of the truck as Stephan closed the door and drove on. He noticed that Stepahn had turned the truck onto a dirt track which ended at a dark building. The truck reversed through the narrow door of a barn.
Pressing a button below the steering wheel, Jeff felt the cab lift up in the air as the back tilted, until the force of the slope caused a rush from the back.
The three got out of the cab. It was a peaceful star-lit night, with only the sound of donkeys braying in the distance to break the silence. But once inside the barn, the sound of angry young male voices could be heard.
The cage had slid through the door of the truck and out onto the stone floor of the barn. Its four occupants looked bruised and shocked
"Hey sir, what the hell's going on here?" yelled Kyle.
"Since you were happy to stay in the cage all day, you shall."
"What the fuck, we wanted to go on further, not eeeeeeeeghh arrgghh." Kyle broke off suddenly as a sharp pain in his stomach made his body bend over double. As he lifted his head again, his teeth were visibly protruding further in his mouth giving him a goofy look, not helped by the way in which his arms hung down on the floor with his hands grazing the ground.
"We wanna get out of... urrrrrgh eeeeehh... out of this cage nowwwwweeee urrrgh... wha's fuck happeeeenin' my voice aaarrghh?"
Two other of the boys, a cute blonde one and a pasty red-haired kid, had collapsed onto the ground and were starting to scream in shrill voices through rapidly expanding teeth. Only one lad, a lean dark-haired athlete, stood at the back, his eyes round with fear.
With a dramatic tearing sound, Kyle's expensive designer shirt ripped along the arms as his buttons popped open one by one. His belly had expanded to a roundness that Jeff was sure wasn't there before and his chest and back were being covered by spreading black hairs. Further ripping showed a straggly black tail roll out from above his bottom as his pants fell apart to the floor. His fingers and toes lengthened and hardened until he was left with grasping brown digits. Kyle's human face darkened as black stubble emerged on his cheeks and chin, only to become thicker and merge with his increasingly tousled black hair. As Kyle collapsed again, Jeff could see that his ass had become a thick red pad.
Similar changes were happening to the two other boys, leaving three mokeys tearing about the cage. The fourth boy, who had not transformed, was set upon by the mad howling trio. The new monkeys grasped onto his clothing, ripping it from his body until the petrified lad was wearing nothing at all. Although he tried to fight them off, the monkeys dug their sharp fingers into his skin, drawing blood all over his body.
Jeff wanted to scream out at the two evil sorcerers, but found that he could only grunt through his newly-broken teeth in the dull accent of the inbred farmboy he had become. He could only watch in horror as the fourth boy was brutally attacked by the three caged beasts.