Jen was only vaguely aware of the murmuring and shouting of suggestions all around her, different voices sitting on the benches, she couldn’t make them out in the shadows but her arousal riddled mind latched on to the first degrading thing she heard.
She knew the Kyle’s curse was making her addicted to this, making it impossible to resist, her arousal spiked even higher at the thought of ruining her body forever, becoming an impossible freak, staring down at her new gorilla legs she almost shuddered in another orgasm. The poor teen flexed her new hand-feet around her horse cock and sobbed before another loud moan escaped her lips and her new sick desire pushed her to blurt out what she’d heard.
“A… I… I … all bodily… oh god… all bodily fluids are cum!” She cried and then shuddered as a wave of pure horror and arousal engulfed her. She knew this was wrong, that she was sliding down a slippery slope that she could never come back from, she knew she should try and resist but not resisting, making it worse and worse just fuelled a fire of pure addicted lust.
“Good choice fucktoy” a voice from the crowd bellowed in encouragement as Jen fell onto her back as her body shook and she blinked her eyes trembling as the new change came true. It didn’t take long for her to notice it, first she started to smell cum, the distinct male scent of it filling her nose before her mouth started to taste of it, her mouth no longer producing saliva as her glands reformed to produce a steady flow of cum instead. She swallowed it weakly, immediately regretting the taste, she tried to spit it out only for more to take its place, and she gasped and moaned at the realisation that she would forever have a taste of cum in her mouth.
She barely noticed her eyes clouding slightly at the corners as her tears were replaced with cum, her breasts swelled slightly and Jen moaned thinking they might now contain cum too and a tiny amount of cum leaked from her ass to a squeak from the trembling girl who realised her body no longer produced anything but cum. The idea that even her blood might be cum now was enough for her to orgasm loudly, her monstrous cock shooting semen across the room in a long arch.
“More… more more… please more…” she begged weakly as she swallowed the cum in her mouth. Jen hated the change, being a transformed into a freak was her addiction, and she moaned out realising Kyle’s curse didn’t save her from not liking her changes, only made them arouse her.
“change me… please… I want to be a freak…” she begged the room, her lust clouding her mind in a deep fog.