The Isle of Pharos
The Isle of Pharos
Apollo Wolf
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The storm broke upon the tiny vessel with a tremendous furry. It was as strong as it was unexpected, with fierce winds whipping the sea into a frenzy. Though both men were experienced ship handlers, neither was prepared to deal with the intensity of the storm. They fought a loosing battle against the sea and soon their ship floundered, tossing the pair into water's deadly grasp. But someone or something was watching over them and they soon found themselves washed ashore, battered against the land that was their salvation.
Scott awoke first to the sounds of crashing waves and falling rain. He slowly opened his eyes and coughed harshly trying to clear the sea water and sand from his lungs. He saw he was lying on a wide sandy beach amid some small bits of wreckage from his sail boat. The rain was still coming down with the occasional lightning bolt and thunderclap. But otherwise the storm had subsided greatly.
Oh shit! Where's Danny? he thought. The last thing he remembered was the two of them scrambling for the life raft as the boat submerged beneath him. He shakily got to his feet and looked about franticly.
"Danny! Hey Danny... come on man where are you buddy!"
He was starting to get scared. What if he didn't make it? He had talked Danny into going on this little sailing adventure and he would never forgive himself if he got his best friend killed. Then he spotted something orange in the sand a few hundred yards down the beach. He ran in that direction, yelling out in between cracks of thunder. As he got closer he saw that it was indeed his friend, still in his life vest, lying in the sand. He wasn't moving. "Oh please let him be all right," Scott pleaded aloud.
He ran up and knelt beside him, shaking his shoulder. Gently rolling him over, he laid his head on his chest... thank god, a heartbeat. He seamed to be breathing alright, but upon further examination, a large gash, caked with sand and blood, ran down the side of his forehead, across his temple and ending nearly at his jaw on the right side of his face.
"Aww come on Danny, please wake up man... come on," He shook him gently. Scott ripped the sleeve off of his tattered shirt and dabbed the damp piece of cloth on Danny's forehead and gingerly cleaned the sand away from his wound. As he held him, his eyes started to flicker, then slowly opened, blinking at the rain that continued falling.
"Scott?" he asked weakly. "Man... my head. Wha... what happened?"
"Its alright we made it to shore, just stay still."
"Shore, what happened to the boat?" he tried to sit up.
"It sank in the storm, don't you remember. Now take it easy, you've got a nasty bump on your head."
"Sank? Storm? Then where are we?" he asked trying to clear the fog from his mind.
"I'm not sure. That storm blew us around pretty good; we could be just off the coast of Italy or halfway to Egypt."
Danny was still seeing stars as he sat up but aside from a splitting headache he felt okay. It was starting to come back to him. The pounding waves, howling wind, the mad dash for the life boat. Thankfully both of them had be wearing life vests when they were plunged into the open waters. They tried to stick together but the waves and current had driven them apart. He's not sure exactly how long they were tossed about in the storm but the last thing he remembered was the roar of surf on a shoreline. He must have smashed his head on some rocks and he was damn lucky the waves carried him on shore instead of pulverizing him on the reef.
"So what's our next move man?" he asked squinting up at the sky as the rain slowed to a steady drizzle.
Scott shivered a bit, partly from the damp cold, partly from relief that Danny seemed otherwise ok. "I think we should find some shelter first, a fire in this rain's not gonna be possible and I don't know about you but I'm freezing."
"Yeah, that sounds good to me, so which way?" Scott helped him up to his feet, "stick to the shore or head inland?"
"Well, most survival books would say stick to the shore, but it doesn't look like there's much in the way of dry spots out here, inland could be some other people or at least get us out of this wind."
"Lead the way then." Danny walked steadily behind Scott, his strength returning as they made it across the wet sands of the beech and into the tall grasses that preceded the tree line. Most of the trees were thin tall palm trees with a mix of various others that you would see around the Mediterranean. The sound of the ocean fell away and was replaced by the whistling of the wind through the treetops. Other than the sounds that the two of them made as they waded through the undergrowth, no other wildlife could be heard.
"My guess is this is an island, cause it sure doesn't look like and shore I've seen in Africa, and you can't walk a hundred yards along the Med's coast in Europe with out hitting a tourist." Scott ventured, just trying to break the silence.
"Well if it is an island, I think you're gonna have to get real good at building a boat real fast."
"Why me? Won't you help?"
"Come on Scott, you know me, I can't build a sandwich, let alone anything like a boat."
Scott had a good chuckle at that, and had to admit Danny was right; his brief stint in shop class back in high school was a disaster. "Hopefully, the emergency transmitter on the boat is working and wherever this is isn't to far from where it went down. At least it would give the authorities a place to start looking for us."
"What's the matter Scott, you don't want to stay on this tropical paradise? We just find some food and place to hunker down it'll be perfect. Of course a Best Western with a decent happy hour would be ideal but I don't think we should be picky."
They had been walking for almost half an hour when they started spotting large irregular rocks strewn about the area. But the rocks were not just natural boulders; instead they seemed to be carved pieces of marble and granite.
"Hey Danny, what do you make of these?" Scott asked as they passed near one.
"I don't know, they look like, well, rubble. Broken bits of buildings, you know columns and stuff, maybe some sort of wall."
They continued walking as the rain came to an end and the skies started to lighten a bit, Scott had gotten a little ahead of Danny and was the first to emerge into a clearing where he stopped dead in his tracks. "That settles it," he shouted back, "I think we're near Greece."
"What makes you say..." as Scott entered the clearing his jaw dropped. There in the middle of the forest, was a massive stone temple. It towered above the tree tops and gleamed like polished marble. It had to be a least four stories high, wide steps ascended up the front side to where twelve massive columns lined the outer wall. The entire building seemed to glow an eerie red as the setting sun cast its hues upon the stone.
"It's no Best Western, but I'd say that looks like shelter to me." Scott mumbled as they stared up at the massive building.
They slowly climbed the steps of the temple, as the setting sun sank rapidly behind the trees casting long dark shadows across the façade. The doorways leading to the interior seemed to be partially blocked by debris and looking inside it appeared as if the entire roof had collapsed leaving the interior exposed to the sky. However the portion covering the porch like area between the columns and the wall was still intact leaving the area relatively dry.
"This looks like as good a place as any to call it a night, besides I don't think I could walk any farther if we had to, I'm beat." Danny said as he slid down next to one of the stone pillars.
"I'm with you; we can start exploring some more tomorrow."
They both pealed off their life vests to use as pillows and soon both weary men we're asleep shortly after the last rays of the sun faded from the sky.
The next day it was well into midmorning before either of them stirred. Danny rubbed his forehead, still feeling the jabs of pain from the cut across his face. He hoped it wouldn't get infected. He got up and stretched out the kinks in his body from sleeping on the cold hard stone at the foot of the columns. He looked over at Scott and saw he was still sleeping. Jesus, I wonder how he can sleep like that, it looks like somebody folded him in half. He thought to himself. His forehead still throbbed and his legs felt a bit cramped up so he figured he would walk around a bit and check out the rest of the area before Scott awoke.
He cautiously climbed over crumbled piles of stone that littered the area and made his way around the exterior of the building. Most of the walls were remarkably intact for as old as they must be. The smooth marble was polished to a mirror like finish and except for the occasional crack or indentation was free of any markings. The building seemed to be the last remaining element of a much large complex which had long since fallen victim to time. But this temple looked as if it had been periodically maintained, even the surrounding jungle looked as though it had been cut back to maintain the clearing encircling the building.
Danny came back around to the front and by this time the sun had risen high enough above the trees to brightly illuminate the twelve stone columns that supported the portico. The clear morning light revealed that each column had a life size figure intricately carved into the stone several feet off the ground. He walked down the row and noticed something rather odd; each figure seemed to represent a different era. Periods spanning thousands of years were represented in the images of the men cut into the stone. Beginning with Ancient Greek and Roman the figures proceeded up through what looked like medieval knights and early European sailors. On the far side of the terrace Danny saw what he believed to be a soldier of the First World War and a US Marine of World War II. Most impressive were the creatures that appeared on the center pillars.
On one the hulking image of a half-man-half bull Minotaur towered above him. Its well-muscled body was carved in intricate detail from the long pointed horns on its head right down to a thick sheath nestled in its groin. The other column bore the likeness of the mythical Centaur. The strong stallion's body wrapped around the polished stone surface, leading to where the torso of a strong handsome man joined with the equine body. Danny looked down towards the base of the stone to where Scott was stirring as he finally awoke.
"Scott, hey... get a load of this."
"Huh... what?" Scott grunted and groaned as he got to his feet, arching his back and popping his joints. "Man am I sore... especially my waist..."
"I'm not surprised, with the way you slept it's a wonder you can still walk. Take a look at the carvings on these columns would you."
Scott rubbed his eyes as he walked from stone to stone... looking at each one in turn, becoming more and more confused. "Wait a minute... this can't be. This temple has to be well over four thousand years old but these figures here can't be more than fifty?" he said pointing at the modern soldiers. "There all worn about the same so they must have been carved at the same time."
"Well I like the two in the middle the best... that Minotaur is way cool. Let's go check out the inside." Danny said rather excitedly.
The both walked into the interior of the ruin, carefully climbing over the crumbled remains of the roof that littered the floor. Exposure to the elements seemed to have done more damage inside than out for some reason. Carvings and inscriptions on the inside walls were worn away to practically nothing. A large stone alter rested at the far side of the building, directly in front of another crumbled statue. Scott scrambled over the broken bits of stone to get a closer look. Some of the walls around the alter still had visible markings though almost every other word was eroded so badly he couldn't make it out.
"So what's it say," Danny asked impatiently.
Scott squinted and tried to brush away the dirt and grime. "I'm not sure... it's hard to read and I haven't brushed up on my Latin in a long time."
"The altar seems to indicate this is the temple of Proteus. I don't remember ever hearing of any built for him though... he was a fairly minor Greek God. He was the god of change... and actually that could explain where we are. He was said to live on the Isle of Pharos."
"Great, so where is that?"
"Actually I don't know, I don't think it was ever definitively located."
"Super... we know where we are but we don't know where it is?" Scott laughed at the thought.
"Afraid so... the rest of this doesn't make much sense either. This part here for example... what I can make out at least... dormitor, templum vastis innixa and formam mutare. That's something about transformations and sleeping in the columned temple." He scratched his head as he tried to decipher more of the ancient writing.
"But this one over here," He crawled over and pointed at another shattered tablet, "inter vos permutastis, animus lapis animans, I think that reads exchange spirit of the stone creatures."
"Really?" Danny asked staring up at the worn statue behind them, "So the people who made this place where either really creative hit the ouzo a bit too much?"
"Maybe they were drunk but they also seemed a bit preoccupied with sex too." Scott was having a hard time keeping a straight face as he read one of the last inscriptions.
"What?" Danny asked leaping over to check it out.
"Yeah, this one talks about the Centaurus and Minotaurus being bene placito, always at peace and having an immortal life of sensual pleasure."
"Come on you're yanking my chain."
"No, look... right here"
"Mihi immortalitas partaest um voluptates corporius?" Danny read it stumbling over the pronunciation.
"Yep, but as interesting as all this is I think we should check out more of the island, find some food and water, I'm starved."
"Yeah you're probably right, so where to first?" Danny asked as they made their way out of the temple and back into the bright early morning sunshine.
"Back to the beach first, see if anything washed ashore that we can use."
They started the long trek back the way they had come. In a very short time the heat and humidity had become stifling so they both removed their shirts. Danny was magnificently built with broad strong pecs and a tight six pack of abs. Scott was a bit leaner with a little less definition but still in great shape. They made good time despite the cramps they both felt in their legs and Danny's constant headache. Scott just figured they were dehydrated.
Returning to the beach they found it just as deserted as before, there was no sign of anybody else having been there. Small bit of debris from their boat littered the shore.
"Hey Scott! Come over here and check this out." Danny shouted from down the beach.
Scott ran to him as he tugged and pulled at something in the water. As he got closer he could see that it was a large piece of canvas. It was one of the sails from the boat, at least half of one anyway.
"Think we can make use of this?" Danny grunted as they pulled it from the surf.
"Could probably use it if we need to make a raft or something. At least in the meantime it would make a good blanket."
They explored the rest of the coast but didn't come up with anything useful. Taking the canvas with them they went back to the temple and laid the sail out to dry before heading deeper into the jungle to find some food. Eventually they managed to climb to the top of a large grassy hill in the center of the island which gave them a tremendous view... of ocean. Only sparkling blue waters surrounded the small island for as far as they could see.
"Well so much for neighbors." Scott moaned.
On the opposite side of they island they discovered a small spring fed pond with crystal clear fresh water. They lapped up the clean water with their hands drinking their fill.
"Race you to the other side!" Danny exclaimed and started to strip off the rest of his clothes.
Scott shed the last of his garments and dove in after his friend. They played in the cool waters for several minutes, and after feeling completely refreshed climbed out of the water to continue their trek. Danny would have been just as happy not to put his clothes back on but Scott convinced him it wouldn't be wise to go parading around the jungle naked.
At last they found what they were hoping for, several fruit trees and even a few scattered grape vines. They gorged themselves on the sweet fruit and used their shirts as sacks to carry as much as possible back to the temple.
It was nearing nightfall as they returned to the stone monument, the sun dipping low behind the trees. A cool breeze whispered through the columns adding a chill to the smooth stone. The boys still had no way of making fire so staying up much past sundown was pretty useless. They huddled together beneath the remains of their sail and drifted off to sleep.
Danny was the first to rise again. His head was still pounding but now it felt different from the ache he had before. This was a pulsing pressure that built at the sides of his forehead, worse than any hangover he had ever had. He started to sit up when he realized that Scott was close beside him, spooning against him in fact, his arm draped across his side, as he hugged close for warmth. Danny carefully rolled away trying not to disturb him and tucked the sail back around his sleeping friend as he got up.
He breathed deeply of the clean crisp air of the forest, the fresh scent easing the tension in his head. He stared up at the massive stone columns and the intricately carved figures on them. Something about the Minotaur seemed different though. He looked at it again and noticed that a scar ran down the right side of its face, from forehead to jaw. He could swear it wasn't there before but just brushed it off as he picked at some of the fruit they brought back.
Scott finally started to stir, yawning and stretching as he stood up.
"Morning, Danny. Sleep well?"
"Yeah not to bad, though sleeping on this stone sure isn't doing me any good. I don't think I've ever felt this stiff in my life."
Scott grimaced as he tried to work the knots out of his muscles, "I know what you mean. My legs are killing me and I think my hips hurt more today than yesterday. Maybe I got banged around in that storm worse than I thought."
"Me too, my head is really pounding this morning," Danny said as he offered him a handful of berries.
"Well it does look like you got a pretty good bump on either side of your head, but at least that cut is healing fast, you barely have a scar left."
"Yeah I suppose," Danny rubbed his hands over his face, massaging his temples a bit. "Hey I know. Why don't we head back to that pond, a quick swim should get us loosened up."
"Sounds good to me, let's go."
They set off at a brisk pace back to the spring, occasionally having to stop and rest or work out a cramp. Danny's shoes were bothering him so much he eventually kicked them off and opted to just go barefoot. Once they reached the still waters of the pond, Danny quickly peeled off his clothes and jumped right in. Scott however, decided he would rather just sit at the waters edge and soak his feet for the time being.
A light mist rose from the waters into the cool morning air and Scott watched as Danny floated by. The sunlight gleamed off of every tiny little ripple and bathed Danny's body in shimmering brilliance. Scott sat back and started to realize how good Danny looked, for a guy, he reminded himself. His strong body was well tanned and even after just a few days of limited food, any fat on his body had simply melted away, further revealing and defining his solid muscles. The water made his hair look darker too, his once short spiky blond hair now looked a tad longer and more like a light brown. Scott looked down at his own reflection in the water's surface and saw that his hair seemed to be growing pretty fast as well, its medium length now much shaggier and drooping down over his ears and further down the back of his neck.
Scott was still sitting there contemplating all of this when he got a sudden severe cramp in his backside, just above his ass. He doubled over and grunted in pain. Danny heard his friend's cries of agony and hurried over to him, splashing as he climbed from the water.
"Scott what is it, what's wrong?"
"My back, it just started to hurt really bad." Scott said through gritted teeth.
"Here let me take a look," Danny helped him to his feet and looked over the smooth skin of his back. "I don't see anything, where's it hurt at?"
Scott whimpered as he reached around behind himself and rubbed his shorts just above his butt.
Danny gulped slightly, before slowly pulling at Scott's shorts, yanking them down to his knees. There just above his crack was a large swollen red bump as big around as his palm. Scott nearly jumped when Danny brushed his hand against it, this hard knot of flesh seemingly pushing out beneath his skin.
"Jeeze, that looks like one hell of a bug bite or something," Danny mused.
"You sure? I don't remember getting bitten by anything... and it feels more like a bad muscle cramp, you know... deeper somehow."
"Well I'm not sure what to do about it, we don't have any ice, that's for sure, and it must really hurt judging by the way you jumped when I touched it."
Scott looked sheepishly down to the ground, not wanting to look him in the eyes. "Actually that made it feel pretty good, a lot better really. I wasn't expecting that."
"Ummm then maybe I should rub it some more." Danny walked up to stand in front of him, his naked body still shedding water. He lifted Scotts chin with his finger and smiled at him and hugged him close. Danny's hands caressed down Scott's back. Scott shuddered when those gentle fingers brushed across his backside. Danny started to massage and knead his flesh, tenderly working away the pain. But before long Danny wasn't only massaging the swollen knot, his hands ranged all over Scott's ass, gently squeezing and caressing his firm buttocks.
Scott was surprised at how quickly the pain faded away, but even more surprised at how good it felt to have Danny's hands on him. His strong body held him so close and he felt so warm. His strong earthy scent filled his nostrils as he rested his head on his shoulder. He was so lost in sensation he scarcely noticed the hard on he was growing. In fact he didn't notice it until he felt Danny's own erection pressing against his stomach. He stepped back from him in shock but Danny just flashed him a smile as he stepped closer again to rub his cock against Scott's.
Really not sure what to do with these new feeling he was having, Scott did the only thing he could think of... he ran. Right into the pond. He dove into the water quickly submerging up to his neck. He heard a splash and turned to see Danny jump in the water after him. They splashed around playing and laughing, leaving behind the awkward tension Scott had started to feel just a few moments before. Scott had wondered about Danny before, he always seemed to have more than just a casual interest other guys but he had never directed it at him before, and Scott was sure he had never had feelings like this before.
Danny on the other hand knew exactly what he wanted. He had his eye on Scott for some time, but he didn't want to mess up their friendship. Out here, alone, on this island though... now it was a whole new ballgame. He was stunned and satisfied to find his bud sporting wood as he rubbed his firm round butt cheeks. He roughhoused with his friend in the water, fighting both his stiff hard on and his still raging headache.
Suddenly Danny started feeling very dizzy, he tried to swim to shore but he just ended up floating on his back in the water. The pressure built in the sides of his head and his vision seemed to go slightly cross-eyed. He moaned as the sensation built, nothing unpleasant, but very intense. It started to fade away and he tried to shake it off but it was Scott's frantic yelling from the shore that finally brought him around. He swam over then stood up, still knee deep in the water. He shook his head trying to clear away the cobwebs, while Scott was still freaking out.
"Danny... Danny, oh man... oh my god... Danny!"
"Damn it Scott! Calm down will you... I'm right here. What is it?"
Scott looked absolutely pale as a ghost, and his jaw couldn't have been any lower. His lips worked up and down as he tried to form words. He kept gesturing wildly to his forehead and pointing at Danny.
"You... you, well your on your... you have... ummm you... uhhh. Oh god man something's wrong... you've..." He stuttered.
"What are you babbling about Scott?" Danny asked scratching the back of his head.
Scott pointed down at the water, "Check out your reflection dude..."
"Huh......AHHHHHHH!" Danny looked down and yelled out in shock. There, on either side of his head, he had grown two large horns. He franticly grabbed at them trying to pry them loose, but only jerked his neck around, they where firmly attached to his skull. The horns were a smooth, off-white color and extended out more than six inches from his head. He peered closer to the shimmering surface of the water and noticed that his ears were a bit larger and pointed as well. His hair was definitely longer now; a dark shaggy brown mass of hair extended all the way down his neck.
"Holy shit! Scott, what is this... what's going on?"
But Scott didn't answer. Danny looked over to the shore only to see Scott down on the ground on his hands and knees. He pounded at the muddy soil with his fists, grunting and groaning with tension. Danny watched on, awestruck as the bump on Scott's backside pulsed and throbbed, growing out to an incredible degree. Then his skin seemingly appeared to rip open and out grew a fuzzy tuft of hair. Quickly it pushed out farther and farther until several feet of a glossy black tail extended out from his rear. It swished back and forth twice before Scott slowly got to his feet and brushed himself off.
Scott twisted around to look at his new tail, a mixture of shock and amusement playing across his face. "Danny? What's happening to us?"
"I don't know, "Danny said as he trudged out of the pond to stand beside Scott. "Both of us can't be hallucinating, can we?" He reached out and ran his fingers through the fine hair of Scott's tail and up along his back to where his hair had grown out to mane-like proportions, above pointy tipped ears.
"What kind of fruit was that we picked anyway?" Scott tried to force a laugh while he caressed the smooth, hard horns growing from Danny's skull.
"I think we should head back... think this over a bit."
"Right... let's go, watch your head."
"Funny... you just watch your tail." Danny laughed smacking him on his bare ass.
They gathered up their clothes and made their way back to the glistening stone monument and there makeshift camp between the columns. It took Scott a couple of minutes to figure out how to sit down without pinching his tail and it didn't help that his legs still felt so stiff. The entire hike back had been a pain. They hadn't bothered to put their shorts back on and his tail was continuously pulled at by the brush and undergrowth. That and He couldn't stop staring as Danny's ass as he walked in front of him. In no time his dick had sprung up to full length, and now it wouldn't go down.
Danny could barely keep from smiling at Scott as he sat there on the stone steps with his legs spread wide and massive hard on bobbing in front of him. In fact it was turning him on and before long he had a massive bonner, too. He shook his head and looked away from his embarrassed buddy and that's when he noticed the columns.
"Hey Scott, am I imagining things or have the carvings changed? The Minotaur's horns are missing! And I swear that looks like my haircut!"
"Fuck... you're right! Hey that centaur doesn't have a tail now. Wait a minute... you remember what those inscriptions said inside?"
"You mean that crap about changing places with the stone creatures? Do you think that means we're gonna change into stone?"
"I don't know, they said something about eternal life too remember"
"Maybe we should take a closer look at them." Danny got up and headed into the temple with Scott close behind.
They spent a few hours searching the walls for more information, unfortunately Scott's Latin was really rusty and too much of the writing had worn away. They didn't discover anything else that could help explain what was happening to them.
"Crap, this is no use... there's nothing else here. I mean what the hell is this, some sort of curse? Will it go away or wear off? Damn it!" Danny lashed out and punched his fist into the wall next to him causing a shower of dirt and pebbles to rain down from the roof.
"Just take it easy Dan, we'll figure this out. We're gonna be ok. Let's just keep looking there has to be something else here."
Scott rubbed his eyes and yawned feeling very tired and after a few more minutes they decided to call it quits. They returned outside to the hazy midday sun and lay down exhausted, both of their cocks were still stiffly jutting out from their groins, in fact Scott absent mindedly stroked his as he sat on the cool stone wondering what to do.
"Man I'm beat, I can't even think straight. Maybe we should catch a quick nap then we can try to look around some more."
Danny yawned and nodded in agreement, "Sounds good to me." He scooted a little closer to Scott and leaned against him resting his head against his chest being mindful of his new horns. He could barely keep his eyes open but as he drifted off the last thing he saw was Scott's large stiff prick.
Intense erotic dreams filled Scott's sleep, dreams of him and Danny. He didn't quite understand them but they were hotter than anything he had ever dreamt before. He started to realize that he really liked Danny. No, not liked.... he loved him. More than anything he wanted to be with him and the dreams showed him how wonderful that would be.
Scott awoke slowly to the feeling of Danny's head lying across his chest, his slow and steady breath blowing across his stomach. He felt so horny and turned on by his dreams, he gently rubbed Danny's hair and slid his hand across his neck ad back, gently stroking him. His other hand slowly ran down his own body, he needed to jerk off and he wanted to do it with Danny lying on top of him. His hand reached his groin and he suddenly froze in shock. He couldn't see over Danny to look at his groin but he couldn't believe what he was feeling, or rather what he wasn't feeling, his cock was gone!
He franticly ran his hand around his crotch but couldn't find anything. His entire cock and balls had simply vanished, leaving only a smooth hairless void. He had to be dreaming... this simply didn't make sense. He could swear he could still feel his cock was somewhere, he was still horny as hell and felt like he had to cum in the worst way... it just wasn't where it was supposed to be. He quickly sat up, shoving Danny aside and causing him to wake up. Scott looked down at his groin astonished and frightened, he looked like a Ken doll! His groin was completely blank, with no signs of his genitals.
Danny was jarred out of his sleep when he felt him self roughly shoved aside, "Hey Scott... how long were we out?"
He looked over at Scott and rubbed his eyes. Scott looked as though he were going to be sick. Danny followed his stare and looked down at his crotch. "Holy fuck!" he yelled and half fell half stumbled backwards landing on his rear. He quickly jumped back up yowling in surprise as he landed on something. He was brushing of his back when his hand hit something. Danny's eyes widened, he had a hunch what it was and could feel it in the pit of his stomach. He concentrated on it for a moment and sure enough he whipped his new tail in between is legs. It was rather long and covered with short brown fur, except for the tip which had a tuft of longer and darker hair. He felt around and found that it was about as thick as his wrist where it attached to backside and tapered down gradually to the tip.
He was still coming to grips with this when he looked down at Scott who was still just sitting there, rubbing his formless crotch and whimpering slightly. Danny noticed that there were more changes in his friend in addition to the missing cock. From the waist down his entire body seemed thicker somehow. Thicker and wider. His thighs were like tree trunks extending down from his swollen waist and buttocks, his calves didn't seem much wider but were definitely thicker. There was something wrong with his feet too, his heel down to about halfway to his toes was hugely swollen while the ball of the foot and toes seeming much smaller by comparison. His legs didn't look puffy of anything, just seemed to be packed with much more muscle than before.
Danny looked down at himself and noticed that his own legs had the same swelling to a slightly lesser extent than Scott's. His too didn't look swollen so much as stronger, the muscles fairly strained beneath the skin showing off tremendous definition. Danny scratched his head around one of his horns and looked up at the marble columns towering above them.
"Hey Scott get a load of this!" He shook Scott's shoulder to get his attention.
The gleaming white Minotaur was now missing its tail; or rather its tail was now on Danny's rear end. But that's not what Danny was looking at. The engraved Centaur was just as it was before with one major difference, the cock that stood erect between it's two front legs. Scott was still dumbfounded, he stiffly stood up on his larger legs and kept glancing between the Centaur's erection on his own bare skin.
"That's... that's my... that's my dick!"
Danny leapt over to the column and jumped up on to its base. He stretched as far as he could and he was just barely ably to run his hand across the carved member. Scott suddenly shuddered and moaned and Danny hopped down to steady him, "Scott what is it... what's wrong?"
"Nothing...it's just... when you touched it. I could feel it. Like it was still there, it was like you were stroking me."
"Really? Hmmm that's weird... let me try that again." Danny said with a mischievous and lustful grin on his face.
He climbed back up on the column and ran his hand across the Centaur's erection again. Scott could swear he felt the hand against him, as if the cock was still in his own groin but with enough of a disembodiment to make it feel rather strange, but also very erotic. Danny kept rubbing the smooth stone faster and faster and Scott nearly screamed aloud. He was sure he'd be cumming by now if he were able to but each stroke of Danny's hand only intensified his need. He looked up at Danny, his new tail writhing behind him as he smiled down at him, but there was something odd about his face... it seemed distorted somehow.
Scott pushed back the feelings that Danny was creating in his crotch and squinted up at him. His entire head seemed to be swelling, moving almost, as it pushed out in strange ways. He looked over at the other column and noticed that almost the reverse seemed to be happening to the Minotaur, its head was distorted too but it looked like it was shrinking. Scott kept looking back and forth between Danny and the other column as the change progressed. Danny's nose and mouth slowly started to push outward becoming very broad and his head seemed to flatten out a bit as it grew. Likewise the Minotaur's mouth continued to retract becoming more human by the minute.
Danny was still stroking the stone dick, completely unaware of what was happening to him until Scott spoke up. "Uhhh Dan, you might want to stop a second and take a look at this."
"What's the matter you not enjoying this anymore?" Danny laughed as he pawed at the carving.
"I wouldn't say that... but you really need to see this."
Danny hopped down from the column and stood beside his friend. "What is it?"
Scott just pointed up at the Minotaur's column. Danny turned to look and the smile instantly faded from his face. At least from the face he had now. He looked up at the image and gulped in surprise. The Minotaur now had his head. It was a perfect replica of his face smiling down from atop the Minotaur's broad shoulders. He quickly looked over at Scott who just grimly nodded, confirming his suspicions. He slowly brought his hands up to his face and jerked in surprise when they bumped into the muzzle extending outward several inches. He ran his hands all over feeling his wide flat nostrils, and long fuzzy muzzle, his ears were larger too and flopped slightly over behind his horns. His long tongue felt large and thick in his mouth and even his vision seemed to cover a wider area.
He had to see what he looked like though... and there was only one place he could do that. He took off at breakneck speed in the direction of the spring. He could here Scott shouting after him but he didn't stop. Small branches and vines whipped his bare skin as he plunged through the undergrowth. He made it to the lake and fell to his hands and knees short of the water's edge. He was suddenly unsure if he wanted to see himself... no... no, he had to look. Danny leaned over the water and bracing himself he looked down.
He just had to laugh at the sight; atop his still human shoulders was a very large and very inhuman head. While the bovine features were certainly dominant he could still make out a bit of himself. His eyes were still the same deep blue and held the same intelligence they had before. His broad snout with its flared nostrils was covered in fine brown fuzz but still had all the character of his former smile. He ran his hands across his brow felt his larger ears. He stuck his tongue out at his reflection and stated to laugh. He could here Scott running through the forest towards him still shouting, Danny just sat back and kept chuckling, some vacation this is turning out to be he thought.
Scott was having a hard time running after Danny. His legs just felt so stiff and heavy and wouldn't let him run very well. As he neared the spring he could make out the sound of Danny laughing and Scott's straight legged trot finally got him to his destination. Danny was just sitting on the shore shaking his head, it really did look like a bull, well... a Minotaur actually. He walked up and tried sitting down next to him but he couldn't get his legs to bend correctly so he just rested his hand on his shoulder.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I suppose. This is just so strange... I ... I don't know what to do."
"Hey it's ok, at least you still have your dick." The both laughed nervously at that one.
"Well yours wasn't all that big to begin with." More laughter.
"You seemed to like it well enough. What if we...aaargggh!"
Scott didn't get to finish his sentence as his body was wracked with sudden blinding pain. Danny was at his side in an instant.
"Dude what is it, what's wrong?"
"It's my legs.... oh god man they're killing me!" Scott stood there clutching his head and stamping his feet against the pain.
"It's ok I'm here. I'm right here with you man." Danny stood beside him and held him tight.
Danny looked down at Scott's legs and it looked as if they were writing beneath the skin, Pulsing and growing thicker by the second, stretching his skin tighter and tighter. Abruptly an audible tearing sound filled the air and a gash ripped across the side of Scott's right thigh. The split grew and extended down his leg all the way to his heel before his left leg started to tear itself apart as well. The sound grew worse and Scott screamed aloud as the inside of his thighs started to shred. His old skin started to fall away revealing not one but two sets of legs that were growing larger beneath. His feet became badly malformed before they too split apart exposing glossy black hooves.
Scott's ass was still expanding beneath his tail and pushing back from his body taking the second set of legs with it. Each set of legs resembled those of a horse, a gleaming coat of black hair covering each one. A thick section of equine torso separated each set of legs and was likewise covered in a dense black coat. Scott was finally able to catch his breath as the pain started to fade. He looked down and tried to test each leg one at a time. First the front pair which he was used to but then he experienced the ultimately strange sensation of moving his rear legs. The entire thing was just so surreal.
"Well this is interesting... so much for pants."
"Ha yeah I guess so... how do feel?"
"Bigger. But good, powerful in a way," Scott smiled as he ran a hand across his short stallion flanks.
"Well I think you're still growing."
Scott looked down at Danny, "Uhhh I think you are too... check out your dick."
Danny was so caught up in the dramatic changes in Scott's form that he didn't notice what was happening in his own body. He had grown so used to the hard on that he seemed to have since the day before that he paid no attention when it suddenly kicked into overdrive. His cock was huge now... well over a foot long and it was starting to get thicker. It gradually changed color from the pale pink do a deep dark red. Even his balls seemed to be swelling. As they did so his scrotum started to cover over in thick furry brown hair. The fur spread up along his shaft several inches, wrapping around his meat and forming a thick sheath that attached itself to his stomach.
In a few moments Danny's massive red prick finished its transformation and he stared at it breathlessly. He gingerly touched it trying to convince himself that it was real, that this tremendous rod was truly his. His hand slid along its length and clear pre fluid started pouring from the wide tip. The smooth skin felt so hot and his furry sheath and balls were so damn soft.
"Ahem..." Scott cleared his throat reluctantly. He was rather enjoying the show that Danny was giving him. His cock was so sexy and it just made him feel so horny. He had reached down and was cruelly reminded of his cock's absence as his hand brushed the fuzzy black hair where his horse body joined his torso. "If you're finished... I think we should head back. It's getting late and we still need to find some more food."
Danny forced his attention away from his dick and as it started to soften it slowly retracted into his new sheath. He looked back up as Scott and grinned, "Sorry, just got a little distracted there. But you're probably right we should find some more food."
They started walking back to the temple. Slowly at first as Scott grew used to walking with four legs. Danny also discovered that his larger snout also gave him a much better sense of smell. Through the woody scent of the forest he could detect the sweet fragrance of flowers and fruit. That made it easier to find something edible. As they searched they crossed over the top of the hill that overlooked the island. Danny passed by a small outcrop of rocks and stopped.
"Hey wait a minute...Scott this looks like.... I think this is flint!"
"You sure?" Scott asked skeptically.
"I think it is... here let's see." Danny picked up two large chunks of the jagged rock He held them apart then smashed them together and... nothing.
Well almost nothing. Danny roared in pain as he managed to smash his thumb in between the stones. Scott stood there with his arms folded across his bare chest trying rather unsuccessfully not to laugh. Danny snorted and drew back ready to throw the stones aside, but he calmed down and gave it one more try. This time the rocks scraped together producing a vivid spark.
Scott immediately stopped giggling and Danny shouted in triumph, "Yes! That's it Scotty, it think we'll have ourselves a fire tonight!" He walked over and gave Scott a smack on the rear end causing him to jump slightly.
"Hey watch it!"
"Oops, sorry. Come on let's head back I wanna round up some firewood."
They rushed back as fast as they could, Scott almost got his stubby horse's body to gallop. Gathering armloads of kindling and some larger branches at they went. Danny managed to carry quite a bit but Scott managed to balance several large logs across his back. Arriving at the temple, they climbed the steps up to the columns, Scott's hooves clicking on the polished granite steps. They cleared off a good spot for the fire and Danny set to work piling the small twigs and larger branches.
Danny grabbed a couple of handfuls of dried grass and knelt before the pile. "Here goes nothing." He struck the flint together repeatedly throwing off a few sparks in the grass. Eventually a few small puffs of smoke appeared . Danny quickly leaned over and gently blew on the embers, seconds passed, the smoke increased, then suddenly a small flame materialized. This time both Scott and Danny shouted their excitement and in minutes had a good sized fire going. Just in time too, the evening twilight was beginning to darken the skies.
Scott stood next to a pillar and looked up at the image illuminated by the dancing fire. It almost looked like him now, at least what he used to look like. The centaur was all but gone and what was once Scott's body was now carved into the marble. The horse body had disappeared and the figure now stood on two human legs. The carving was still naked though and still sporting a massive erection. Which was one of the few similarities between the engraved figure and himself, he was still horny as hell too only there was nothing he cold do about it.
He had started to realize that the horse portion of his body was still growing, become larger and filling out to full-sized dimensions. His human torso was developing as well. His chest became quite broad and well muscled and his abs were now beautifully defined leading down to his lower half. Bulging biceps defined his longer more powerful arms and even his hands looked like they had grown in size.
Scott looked over at Danny as he tended the fire, he was becoming truly massive. Now Scott had grown taller atop the horse's body but Danny still seemed to match him in height, probably well over 7 feet tall. Every inch of his naked form seemed packed with muscle, from his thick neck down to his massive calves. The large bull's head atop his shoulders was surprisingly expressive and Scott could still see a bit of a resemblance to Danny's features and mannerisms. Most of all Scott kept staring at the massive furry sheath that he now had. He desperately wanted to feel it and see if it was as hot as it looked, and especially see if he could coax out that gigantic python of a cock.
Danny was keeping an eye on Scott as well. If possible he was even more attracted to him now than he was before. His animalistic urges were becoming harder to control the more he changed. Scott looked truly magnificent now though; his tall muscular torso looked so much smoother and more toned than before. The midnight black coat that covered his horse body simply gleamed in the firelight. It was amazing to see how quickly he became accustomed to his equine half. Danny stood up and walked over to him as he stared off in to the deepening darkness of the night sky. He started to gently stroke and caress his back, brushing it with his as hands as he would have with any horse.
Scott sighed with content. Danny's hands along his body felt great and just erased the tension inside him. Danny worked his way around until he stood in front of Scott and slowly massaged his skin. First around his waist then working his way up along his stomach, his strong hands progressed until the rested on his firm pectorals. Scott placed his hands on Danny's shoulders and they gazed into each other's eyes.
"Danny?'
"Yeah, Scott?"
"Would you mind if I kissed you?" Scott asked a little nervously, leaning forward.
"You can't..." Danny shook his head slightly.
"Huh... why..."
"Cause I'm gonna kiss you first." Danny smiled then leaned in quick, tilting he head to one side and pressed his muzzle to Scott's lips.
Though surprised at first, Scott quickly composed himself and threw his arms around Danny's neck. The large flexible snout pressed against his check while his thick tongue mingled with Scott's. Danny's hands ranged over Scott's human back while Scott in turn played with Danny's large ears and stroked his horns. The kissed passionately for several moments until they were separated slightly by the growing mass of Danny's cock pushing upward between there stomachs.
They pulled apart, Danny's long tongue giving Scott a lick across the chin before moving back. Smiling at each other they both looked down as the massive red piece of meat the pulsed between them. Scott reached out a hand and placed it on the head of the swollen member. It radiated heat like a fire brand and felt so smooth to the touch and Scott wrapped his other hand around the shaft. A growing glob of crystal clear fluid formed at the tip while Danny took both of Scott's hands in his and guided them up and down the length of his pole.
Danny closed his eyes, his head leaning back as he moaned with the pleasure of both of them caressing his dick. His hips slowly started thrusting into each stroke, his furry balls starting to swell and churn with their juice. He was just starting to really get into the sensation when he felt something new... a tongue. He looked down suddenly to see Scott leaning over and tentatively liking at the head of his cock. The touch of his hot wet tongue swirling around his swollen glans was almost too much for Danny to take and he felt like he was in heaven. Then Scott went and sucked his cock into his mouth, swallowing inch after inch into his throat.
Scott wasn't sure exactly why he did what he did, but now with Danny's monstrous cock in his mouth, he was sure he wanted more. He could feel it pulse and throb across his tongue, it salty fluid filling his mouth as it inched forward. Scott was surprised at how much of his flesh fit into his mouth without the slightest urge to gag, he could feel it in the back of his throat as if he would swallow it whole. He bobbed up and down on the mammoth pole all the while working it with his hands which glided up and down the smooth shaft lubricated by Danny's pre and his saliva.
He wasn't thinking about much other than pleasuring Danny at the moment but from this position his face was fairly close to Danny's chest. That's when he started to notice that he seemed to be growing more hair or fur rather. The dense brown hairs spread across his muscled pecs in a wave and Scott could see that the short fur was moving down across his abs. He didn't think Danny had noticed it yet, he was still moaning as his cock was sucked. Scott would have said something but he was always told it was rude to talk with a mouthful.
Danny in fact hadn't noticed, he was totally lost in the sensations of Scott's hot mouth around his dick. He held Scott's head in his hands and gently guided his actions while rubbing his hands through his thick mane-like hair. His stomach had a slight itch and he took his hands off Scott long enough to scratch it. He ran his fingers across his stomach and chest and that's when he found that something was quite right, he felt fuzzier than usual. He looked down and blinked twice, dense brown fur had spread across his entire chest and stomach.
His musculature and definition still stood out quite well beneath the fur coat and it hadn't finished spreading. The fur continued across his bare skin creeping down his legs and across his shoulders and down his arms. When the rush of brown reached his ankles his feet started feeling very strange. They cramped up severely and he could fell his toes involuntarily clenching up. He found himself rising to the balls of his feet as they lengthened and changed shape, his toes started turning black and merging together forming thick glossy black hooves. His feet stopped changing but the alterations rippled up his legs as they changed from human to a more bovine-like appearance.
By now Danny's hands had started to ache, he tried to shake them out and keep them loose as short brown fur spread across them. They had already grown larger than the were before but now they felt really thick, especially his pinky and ring finger which were getting harder to move. In fact those two fingers started to merge together on each hand forming one large digit and in moments his hands consisted of three thick fingers and a thumb each tipped with a thick black nail. Danny finally looked every bit the Minotaur, covered head to toe in brown fur. From the waist down he resembled a large bull and his heavy hooves clomped on the ground, his head also that of a large bull with great horns and a long muzzle.
All the while Scott continued to suckle on Danny's drooling dick. He heard Danny grunt and snort in between his moans of pleasure as the rest of his body changed the odd thing was that as the changes progressed Scott wanted to be with him more and more. For some reason his hindquarters ached with arousal and he wanted to do something about that. He gingerly pulled off of Danny slurping at the massive head as he backed away. His breath caught in his throat a bit as he caught full sight of Danny's changed form in the flickering firelight. This mythical Minotaur was truly impressive and totally sexy Scott thought.
Scott walked up beside him and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Hey Danny, I want you to fuck me... I need you to fuck me... please." He placed a hand on his throbbing cock and gently squeezed.
"Really? Are you sure?" Danny rumbled, his voice even deeper than before.
"Yeah... I want you to do me." He lifted his tail slightly and invitingly.
Danny shuddered with anticipation, he only had to think about it for the briefest of seconds. He slowly walked along side Scott's form, his large cock bobbing about in front of him and his hard hooves clicking on the stones beneath them. He ran his hands along Scott's powerful flanks, his muscles twitched beneath the hairy skin. Standing behind him Danny stared at his rear, his cock being lightly brushed by Scott's tail. He reached out and held the base of his tail for a moment and he could swear he heard Scott almost whinny. His strong paws moved around and underneath him and he stroked the bare spot where the stallion's cock should have been. Slowly stepping forward his cock started to graze against his furry rear, Danny took a deep breath and started to thrust into him.
Scott grunted as he felt Danny enter him. His careful and deliberate thrusts driving him deeper and deeper into Scott's ass. The pressure radiated out from his equine body and sent shivers all the way up his torso to his head. Once again he felt so horny but all he could do is reach down and rub his barren crotch in the front. Danny had managed to push his entire cock in and now slammed his hips against Scott's rear. Scott's body rocked with every surge from Danny's hot prick and suddenly he felt a little dizzy. All of his feelings of need and desire seemed to settle around his hindquarters. Something seemed to be swelling and pulsing between his rear legs but he couldn't bend enough to see.
Each of Danny's thrusts pushed this feeling further from his body. Scott began to thrust his rear hips along with Danny and as he did so the sensations emanating from underneath him started to be come clearer. He felt something heavy hanging from his underside and a small smile crept across his face, he was fairly certain he knew what it was. It continued to swell and his suspicions seemed to be confirmed when he started to feel a cool evening breeze blow across hot wet skin. He had finally regained his manhood, it was still inaccessible to him but he could feel every throbbing inch of it as it continued to swell.
Danny was completely lost in what he was doing to notice any changes taking place with Scott. His hot tight tunnel was clamped around his dick and he knew he wasn't far from exploding. Danny held on tight to Scott's wide flanks and each thrust pushed the base of his tail into his gut. Almost of their own accord his hips doubled their pace, pounding into the horse's rear with inhuman speed. Danny grunted and snorted like a bull and in moments he felt his prick jump and swell, flaring out to almost twice its thickness, as his balls started pumping great loads of cum up his shaft. He roared in triumph as he filled the steed with his juice.
The pressure built in Scott's ass as Danny unloaded inside him. The Minotaur's cock jumped and spasmed as more hot cum than Scott ever though was possible continued to flow. Danny leaned into Scott's backside, exhausted as his orgasm finally slacked off and came to an end and he panted and heaved for breath. Scott walked forward slowly and extracted the great spire from his ass. Once his cock was free Danny fell to his knees behind Scott and that's when he noticed it. Between Scott's hind legs, silhouetted by the firelight, hung a truly massive piece of meet. Preceded by balls the size of cantaloupes and a thick furry sheath, Scott's hard quivering cock extended out nearly three feet.
Danny crawled underneath Scott to examine this tremendous python close up. The thick veiny cock was covered in smooth black skin and looked very horse-like in appearance. It had a large blunt flat head that flared out wider than the shaft and was slowly dripping fluid. Danny reached out a fuzzy paw and touched it causing Scott's legs to shake.
"Oh god Danny that feels incredible... you don't know how badly I need to cum."
"With a cock this big I'd believe it. You're beautiful Scott."
Danny lay on his back beneath Scott and continued to work his dick with his paws. Clear pre fluid steadily dripped all over his muzzle and chest. He stretched upward slightly and pulled the cock head towards him, sticking out his long mobile tongue he wrapped it around the head of the cock. He worked it for a moment, darting his tongue in and out of the wide tip before stretching his mouth wide to suck it in. The salty male taste flowed down his throat as he worked to get as much of Scott's impressive new equipment in his mouth as he could. Scott was nearly screaming with pleasure and his balls started pumping up and down, building up pressure and preparing to blow.
Scott was in heaven while his dick was squeezed by Danny's mouth. That and his furry paws still caressing and milking the shaft, brought him closer and closer to the edge. He only wished he could see it. There was something strange but also erotic about being so disconnected from the action. He was trying to hold still, his equine body kept wanting to move or thrust into Danny and his hooves kept stomping into the ground. After being really pent up for more than a day it wasn't long before he started to loose control. He felt the orgasm begin deep in his groin and rocket outward, he had the mental picture of a wad of water moving down a fire hose like in the cartoons and he could here Danny's surprised gurgle as the first massive load shot into his mouth.
In fact Danny hadn't been paying much attention to Scott. While he sucked on Scott's cock he discovered a new use for his own tail and brought it up between his legs and coiled it around his own cock which had once again surged to full hard on. He beat himself off with his tail while he sucked and slurped on the thick pole in his mouth. The first load of cum from Scott caught him off guard and he nearly choked on the thick gooey mass. He had pull hard to release the flared head of the horse's cock from his mouth and blast after blast of hot steamy jizz hit him in the face and chest. His own erection twitched and shot another load of cum up his stomach and soon he was laying on the ground pretty much covered from his head to his waist in a layer of white.
The pulses finally slacked off from his dick and Scott could feel it start to retract into its sheath. He carefully stepped to the side and smiled down at the cum covered mass that was Danny. He offered his hand and helped him up, both of them starting to laugh. He hugged him close, their tight embrace made wet by the cream that coated Danny's fur.
Danny stepped back slightly and looked Scott in the eyes, "Feel better now?"
"Much better, thanks. You're a mess though." Scott offered, scooping a handful of cum off of Danny's chest.
Danny just shrugged and licking his muzzle he started to brush him self off, smearing the cum into his fur. "Well I'll just have to wait for morning then go for a swim."
They stayed up for a while longer standing around the fire talking and laughing. Both of them wondered what they would do next or what would happen if they were rescued in their current condition. Danny for one decided he didn't want to be rescued. He liked it here on the island and he was enjoying his new body, for that matter he was enjoying Scott's as well.
For now though both were exhausted and needed some rest. The fire was slowly dwindling as they took a few moments to figure out what position was best for Scott to sleep in. Eventually he just leaned his upper torso against one of the columns and slept standing up. Danny curled up on the ground opposite him and drifted off watching his Centaur sleeping.
Danny stretched and yawned as he awoke the next morning. Man that was a strange dream he thought until his hands bumped against his muzzle. Or maybe not. He started to recognize the sensations from his changed body including his tail and large sheath resting against his stomach that confirmed it wasn't just a dream. He started to come more fully awake when he started to here voices. Several voices in fact, coming from all around him. He opened his eyes and squinted against the gleaming light from the sun that was already high in the sky.
"Interesting pair these two, wouldn't you say?"
"Yes, young too."
"Must have been horny when they got here, the change happened so fast."
Danny could just make out dark outlines of the figures standing around him. At first he was a little worried they were rescuers but the conversation coming from these deep male voices didn't make much sense. He spotted a large figure with the outline of a horse across from him so he quickly crawled over to him.
He got to his feet and whispered, "Scott wake up... we got company."
"Actually, I think its us who have new visitors."
That wasn't Scott's voice! That was somebody else... somebody who looked... Danny backed away confused until finally he backed against a wall and in the shadow of the temple he was able to make out some of the figures. At least two of them were Centaurs, the one he had thought was Scott had a deep golden blond coat unlike Scott's black hair, and the other actually seemed to be half man half tiger, not horse.
"Take it easy there young man, we're all friends here." One of the other voices offered.
Danny turned to look and saw that this guy seemed to be some sort of Satyr, with two stubby horns on his head and from the waist down the body of a goat. He turned to look at the others and spotted another Minotaur like himself and a winged creature that looked like a Griffon.
"Who are you? Where's Scott?" Danny muttered still confused and a bit afraid, his legs felt weak and he slid down to the ground.
The tigertaur stepped up and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Relax Danny... Scott it fine, he just went with some of the others to get some food and meet some of the mermen."
"Mermen? Where did you all come from? What's happened to me?"
"You were brought here just as all of us have been over the years. You and your friend were chosen by the god's to receive this gift of power and immortal life." The larger Minotaur spoke to him as he came over and sat down by his side.
"But where did all of you come from?"
"We were always here, its just that human eyes are blind to our presence, until you changed so were you."
Danny shook his head in disbelief, "So this is all real... and I can stay this way?"
The Griffon knelt down in front of him, "Yes, it's all real. And you can stay as long as you like, eventually you'll learn how to shift back to human form. So for now it's up to you. You can stay here for a while or you can go out and explore the world and meet others like yourself."
A smile crept across Danny's face as he thought about it. He looked around at the assorted creatures surrounding him. Each of them was magnificently built and very handsome. All of them were also extremely well hung and his own cock started to stir thinking about the fun he could have with them.
He looked back up at the columns towering above them and smiled at the perfectly carved images of the two young men. Unlike the other carvings these were completely naked and obviously aroused. Every detail of their previous human forms was perfectly recreated in the marble. Danny shifted his gaze down to his new body and found it difficult to feel any concern over what had happened to them. He looked at the Minotaur sitting next to him as he started to pop wood too, "You know... I think I'm gonna like it here."