Metamorphosis

“What the… fuck… is wrong with me?”

On the way to college, Ted was in a terrible state. The pain in his genitals was so intense that he couldn't sleep, trying to find relief by masturbating frantically.

He’d lost count of how many times he’d come the night before, and even more, all the semen he’d released was enough to use up the dozen condoms he’d stored away. He’d never had a great manhood or lasted long, so he couldn’t believe the huge mess he’d made on his bed. All of this worried him greatly, and yet the pain in his testicles hadn’t subsided.

He arrived at college walking with **** difficulty, with dark circles under his eyes, and the worst breath of his life, since he’d forgotten to brush his teeth.

His breath had always been a huge repellent to girls, and on that particular day, the smell reached 10 feet away. In the hallways, not a soul would come near his personal space; in class, they sat at the back of the room. He felt like he had a highly contagious disease.

Something that distracted him from his pathetic routine was the steamy lesbian scene in the bathroom the day before. That day was the closest he'd ever come to sex in his entire life. A small thought crossed his mind: if they played their little games that day, they wouldn't repeat it, and he'd be there.

If he was lucky and he recorded the respected president in the act of sex, it would be the opportunity he'd long dreamed of to get **** on that conceited bitch. After class, he slipped into the bathroom as quickly as he could, locked himself in one of the stalls, and waited.

Within a few minutes, Tammy Blake was as radiant as she had been yesterday, wearing shorts that only covered her butt and a sheer top that gave a glimpse of her tiny bra.

He seemed to be pacing impatiently, nervously, until he suddenly stopped in his tracks and began sniffing the air. Ted panicked, stupid as could be. He let his hormones get the better of him, so much so that he completely forgot about his infamous breath.

Like a bloodhound, Tammy went straight to the cubicle where the obese young man was and slammed the door open, revealing him.

"YOU WERE SPYING ON ME, YOU PERVERT PIG!" Tammy shouted at the top of her lungs.

Ted was in shock because it was his downfall; he'd be expelled before he could say anything. Suddenly, the pain in his groin grew stronger; it was much worse than the previous times. He felt his genitals burning with molten lead.

"You'll see, you bastard. When I talk to Sam, they'll kick you out of here, and we'll make a party out of it."

He tried to speak, but the pain was so great that it clouded his thoughts.

"Uh... Tammy, truthfully... I... I... OH!"

"What's wrong? Did the cat get your tongue? Or maybe you don't have balls?"

Ted couldn't answer because of the pain.

"I'm talking to you, bastard."

With all her strength, Tammy grabbed the aching young man and brought him face to face. Then Ted couldn't hold it in any longer and spontaneously came right in front of her, creating a large stain on his pants.

"Did you just come? YUCKY!"

Tammy was about to give Ted a beating when she stopped, took a deep breath, and started to feel dizzy.

"Are you okay?" Ted asked worriedly.

"Sniff... What's that delicious smell?... Sniff... Is that you?" Tammy said, almost purring.

Ted didn't know what to do. Tammy was acting strangely. She looked at him with a passion and longing he'd never thought he'd seen in a girl. Tammy quickly wrapped her hands around his head as small gasps came from her mouth.

"Yes, it's your breath, it's so... EXCITING. I WANT TO TRY IT."

"But what..."

His words were cut off by Tammy, who suddenly gave him a passionate kiss. He felt his mouth being devoured by the one who had recently hated him.

Tammy's tongue explored every corner inside Ted, who was in heaven. It was their first kiss. He didn't know what was happening, but it all turned him on like never before. He decided to start groping the brunette's enormous ass. Instead of refusing, she decided to play along and lowered her hands to caress the young man's 100-plus kilos of fat.

Possessed by lust, they both melted into a frenzy of caresses and panting, never losing contact with their lips. After the intense action, Ted noticed that Tammy's body was beginning to vibrate; she was letting out louder and louder gasps until she finally broke away from him and let out a deep moan.

"Oh God... God... AAAAAAAAAAA"

The orgasm shook the brunette so much that she collapsed on top of the surprised young man.

For Ted, there was no doubt she was having an orgasm. It was all so unreal for her first interaction with a female, and he made her cum with just a few touches; it was truly insane.

“Oh… that… that was great… what you did to me,” Tammy said, catching her breath.

“What are you talking about? I didn't do anything to you; you just threw yourself at me like the slut you are.”

Instead of getting angry like she always did, she sighed and smiled goofily from ear to ear as if she'd just been told a cumshot.

“Yes, yes, I did that… it's just that when I smelled your delicious breath… Sniff… my body shuddered… went crazy for your scent… Sniff… my body feels like I'm in heat… and I STILL FEEL YOUR SCENT!”

Tammy's face was one of total lust, looking him up and down as if he were the sexiest man in the world and smiling mischievously as she spat long streams of saliva.

That's when Ted realized what was happening; he had turned into an Adonyx in that instant. The proof was there: he had a hot brunette like a bitch in heat, begging for him.

The pressure in his pants was unbearable; his cock was free of the prison it was in. As he did so, a large piece of meat with thick veins and spewing pre-cum emerged. It was at least 15 cm long and urgently begging for action.