Avoid him like the plague.

"Fuck that hairy asshole! I never want to see him again." You whisper to yourself, trying to build your courage. You keep telling yourself over and over, trying to convince yourself it's true. By the time class is over, you've almost convinced yourself it's true, but the hot, wet hunger in your loins doesn't believe you.

You rush to your dorm after class, hoping Jaime has found a way to help you by now. You notice the lecherous leers you get as you rush down the hall, with many openly licking their lips. You feel the outside of your pants, still dry as a bone. Their must be something else they can see, perhaps your fetchingly flushed face? Or maybe they can hear the need in your panting breaths? Or is it something they smell? Something wet and wanting and burning up?

You are almost doubled over by the time you get back to the dorm. Jaime is waiting for you, shocked to see you in this state. He locks the door behind you as you strip off your clothes like they were on fire. Your body turns bright pink and soft and slightly swollen in your hips and chest. You look less like a cunt boi and more like a blossoming woman. Your cunt is gaping and dripping like an open wound. "Oh Heaven, Sam, you...you're in heat!"

You don't have time to wonder what that means, you need to get fucked...no get bred...and right now. You begin ripping at Jaime's clothing as he tries to explain. "I found a cure, but I don't have the ingredients and they may take a while!" You already have his shirt off and are dreaming back the big, beefy stud that deflowered you.

"I can forge a sick note that should work for a little while but I might need help get ingreMMMPH KISS SHLPP" You have his pants off, and your tongue down his throat before he can finish another boring sentence. You guide his girthy gargantuan cock to your hungry cunt and begin impaling yourself on it. You guide his tail towards your plump ass and you coo as you feel it shift and swell as he gives in and enjoys his wet dream gurl with bimbo breasts and and a bubble butt and long, bottle blonde hair.

He's slow to take a hint and you get the impression he might want to be on the receiving end of the deep dicking and domination from time to time, but you NEED this right now and he owes you. He finally takes the hint, lifting you in the air and walking you over to pound you hard into the wall. You squirt and melt on his cock and tease his tongue down your throat cunt, so you finally have all your holes filled and well fucked.

You are desperately milking James' cock with your throat, ass and pussy all at once, and you are practically using him as a dildo. It doesn't take long for him to flood all your cunts with with his stud seed. You absorb it all without thinking of how it might push you toward's a permanent succubus form. All you care about is the blissfully brainless high as you slurp up every last drop of splooge through your sponge-like skin.

Your breasts swell to b-cups and your hair grows pinkish and shoulder length. Your ass plumps even further in James hands and somehow your skin is even more sensitive than before. You climb off of James' cock and watch him deflate as your desire finally washes off you. You sigh in relief, but you are confused by the look of worry on Jamie's face. What's the big deal? You got crazy horny because of your slutty new body and had to get fucked, but now that you're well fed, you feel...wait a second, something's terribly wrong!

As your cum high fades away, your cravings begin coming back in the form of painful cramps. If anything, your hunger is worse. Like your cunt didn't like the flavor of James' faux stud cum. You hate to admit it, but you know what your cunt truly craves...not that you'd give that hairy pervert the satisfaction...

Instead you give Jamie a lusty look, he begins to swell and redden, and grow hairier. He tries to stop you, shouting, "Sam, you have to stop or you're going to get stuck. I think you might be in HEAT and the only thing that can cure you is MMPH SHLLLP KISSS" You couldn't listen to him prattle on a second longer. You bring him to the ground with a hungry kiss, and straddle his cock with a hungrier thirst.

Soon you are practically **** his thick cock, practically a tentacle as you dream it filling you deeper and deeper. In your dick dumb confusion, you shove his prehensile tongue up your asscunt and his thick tailcock down your greedy gullet, but he isn't complaining. Granted, it's hard to say anything with an ass milking your tongue, but that's his problem. Yours is milking his cocks for enough cum to put out the fire in your pussy, if only for a little while. And you spend the rest of the afternoon, well into sundown, putting the fire out again and again until you finally pass out....

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You "cum" to in the middle of the night. Aching and thirsty for more sticky seed to put out your fire. You take a look in the mirror, and you know you have gone too far to turn back. Full F cup breasts...a huge ass that sways hypnotically even as you try to stand still, a wasp waist and birthing hips that make the Kardashians look like stick figures. You stifle a sob and **** your fine figure frustratingly into your uniform. Even the magic can't hide your new face. Long, delicate lashes...comely, cock sucking lips...a perky, button nose...and downy cheeks with a permanent blush. At least it keeps your wet, wailing pussy hidden away.

You just need to make it long enough to try to find a way to escape this school before you end up being bred like livestock...maybe literally! You sneak out the door, not wanting to wake Jamie, not hearing his final, waking warning...