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Stewart had left Colche where she was resting, he felt bad for just leaving her there. But he had to go find the others, perhaps they knew more about what had happened... As he was wondering through the forest, he got the strangest feeling. It was one he had never really felt before, a sort of desire but for what? After he pondered this question for a few minutes, then it hit him like a pound of bricks. Why was he lusting after sins of the flesh!?! He was a man of the cloth! Not some lose Frat boy! Sighing he sat down once more, he had been walking through the forest for hours since he left Colche and he was dead tired. Laying down, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

It had been at least a week since Stewart had last seen any traces of civilization. Other than meeting up with Colche, he hadn't seen any other humans for quite some time. Little did he know, but his changes had not only occured physically. The goat inside of him was really beginning to show. Not only had he been eating anything that wasn't firmy attached to the ground, but he had been thinking of things that would give his poor mother a heart attack. What made it even worse was the fact that the physcial manfistation of his...erm, problem still hasn't gone away. But he was ripped out of his current fantasy by the sound of voices nearby. To make it even better, the voice sounded female. Now determined to find out if others were nearby, he started jogging.... Finally, he came across two people doing something with bamboo. One happened to be a very fine looking female. "I re-" Stewart was about to mumble something very dirty when he noticed all that bamboo they had. For some reason, he was really feeling like eating some of it...

Since she could not see Jamal anywhere, and it was definately not ghetto speak, Antony blinked back and was surprised to see someone she had never met before. Wiping newly formed sweat from her brow she raised an eyebrow at the guy with horns growing from his head.

"Yes?" She didn't really like the way that he was looking at that bamboo.


Stewart could hardly believe his luck, he was alone with a very hot girl in the middle of a forest. He almost started giggeling like a thirteen year old boy who had just discovered Playboy for the first time. But he managed to stop himself. "So uh... What are you doing with all that bamboo?" After he said that, he almost smacked himself for sounding so stupid.... Oh well, hopefully she'll still give me some of that bamboo. He thought as he looked at her, but he was having a really hard time keeping his eyes on her face.

Antony was about to brush this guy off and continue to work on the trap when her eyes came across quite a familiar sight. She blinked and stared, absently wondering why someone stranded on the island would dip into the Viagra.

Maybe he thought it'd work like a compass? And uh, help him navigate the jungle? This guy didn't seem to be the brightest crayon in the box.

Her eyes dragged away from his little friend and she looked pointedly at the half collapsed trap. "Need to fix the trap."

Sadistically, Antony moved one hand to lift the bottom of her tank up to wipe some sweat from her chest, eyes watching for his reaction. Then she asked him a question, "And you are...?" Just to see if he could focus on more than one thing at once.

Stewart's widened as he watched her, he had never felt this way before. And his erection still hasn't gone away, if it was possibly he felt like it was getting worse. Turning a dark shade of red he said "Fathe- Er, Stewart. Stewart Y-Young. What's yours?" He still couldn't figure out why she needed a trap for. But that thought was quickly relpaced by many, mostly dirty, ones.

"Father?" She questioned, eyebrow raising futher. Well that would explain it. A priest. A way to contain the crazy people of the world. Crazy people who for some reason never wanted to have sex.

Obviously this guy was failing at that urge.

And since Antony wasn't one to ignore the pink elephant, she cleared her throat and eyed the wood pointedly. "I meant his name actually, but mine is Antony."

Stewart finally figured out what she was staring at. He attempted to cover it up with his hands, but that only made it look like he was touching himself. "Am I eh.... Is it supposed to have a name?!?" He asked trying to figure out if it was normal male behaivor or not.

She shrugged, apparently not phased by the fact that he had a p***s and it was hard. "Some do, but not all." Though, one had to admit, this was a strange situation to be horny without stimulation in.

Getting down onto her hands and knees at around halfway in the middle of the bamboo stalks, Antony pulled out the knife and began to cut them. It didn't bother her that he could probably see down her shirt. In fact, she made sure to push her shoulders a bit more together just to tease him.

"Why the problem then... Father?" Antony made sure to speak his title in a sultry voice, eyes glancing up at him through her bangs.

Stewart was still confused about the p***s naming, but he could worry about that later. He reached over to grab a leaf from a nearby tree as he leaned foward to get a better look at the trap "So... What exactly is that trap for?" He asked nibbeling on the leaf. Noticing that he not only could get a better view of the trap, but he could look down her shirt at the same time. It was almost too good to be true.

This guy had to be kidding right? Antony looked up at him with a sort of 'what the ********' stare, raising an eyebrow. "Uh... To catch food."

She gave him a 'duh' look before returning to cutting the bamboo, shaking her head. Jeez, people on this island were ******** stupid.

Stewart was digusted at that thought. Even the thought of eating meat was enough to make him gag. He wasn't sure why really, but he really started noticing it after he changed. He paused for a second to pluck another leaf off the tree but before chomping on it he said "Why not just go find fruit in the forest. That sounds much less barbaric to me..." After he finshed saying this, he began to eat the leaf he grabbed.

Antony rolled her eyes, "Because I am an omnivore. I like meat AND fruit."

Finishing with one of the bamboo stalks, she moved onto the other before continuing, "That and protein helps heal muscle cells, which is helpful when you're doing a lot of physical work. You know, building things, collecting firewood, having sex."

Stewart almost choked on his leaf when she said that last one. Did he really just hear her correctly? "Sorry, but what was that last one?" He userstood the other ones, but wouldn't it be kind of strange to have sex in the middle of the forrest... What was even weirder what that thought was really turning him on...

"Sex." She repeated, cutting through the last bamboo stalk and standing up. "Oh right, a priest. You can't have sex." Antony grinned, an absolutely devious look flickering in her violet eyes.

"It is a physical activity after all, at least... It is when I have it..." She smiled warmly, brushing off the dirt from her knees.

Ah sex, he wouldn't mind hav- He stopped himself in the middle of that thought, what a terrible thing to think about! He heardly even knew her, and here he was wanting to get into her pants. And when had sex become a physcial activity? Was it now the new soccer? "Very true, but I've been feeling more like a frat boy than a man of the cloth lately. This island has done terrible things to me." He said lookind down at his now not so human fingers and sighed.

"Obviously," she said, motioning towards his little friend once more.

Princess Sophia.

Antony grinned, "Princess Sophia has made himself known." God that movie was awesome. She had to keep from laughing, fixing a serious look on her face as she nodded.

"Really? I always wanted to ******** a priest, simply because they aren't allowed." That and she felt like she was ******** over God.

"What? Princess Sophia!?" He said looking slightly scared, at least call it something manly... He didn't have time to dwell on his brused ego though, she actually wanted to do a priest? He couldn't believe his luck today "Really? I wouldn't mind ******** you either." Oh dear god, did he just say that out loud?!?!?!?

Antony smirked, nearly choking when a priest actually said that agreeable phrase, her eyes widened.

Well that wasn't much of a challenge.

"Well do you have a condom on you?" She raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lip ring suggestively. "Cause if you do..." Jamal forgotten, the tattooed woman closed the distance between the two of them.

Leaning up and against him (and Princess Sophia), she moved onto the balls of her feet til her lips were hovering over his ear. "Then I'd ******** you." Her voice was low and throaty.

And just like that, she moved away and went back to working on the trap as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

Stewart almost moaned after she said than mumbeling "Dear god, I wish I did. He cursed then himself for not having one and decided from now on he was carrying a box with him at all times. He wasn't really sure why she would want him, but he wasn't one to ask questions. And he wasn't on asking that anytime soon. Trying to get his mind off her naughty parts he said "Have you seen any of the other islanders around here?"

"Well then, you're out of luck," she chortled, grinning back at him and inwardly cursing.

Though there were always other options, but until he thought of those... Oh well for him.

Nodding in response to his comment, Antony smiled, "My ******** buddy wandered off just before you showed up."

Yes, she was trying to make this as hard for him as possible, pun intended.

"Your what?!?" He said very confused. The term '******** buddy' was a new one to him. And with his luck, her buddy is probably some large black man that could snap him in half. "He's not here now is he?" Reallym Stewart did not want to get caught hitting on his girl. He perfered his face unbroken, thank you very much. Deciding to hide in the forest just in case he quickly made up a very lame excuse "I'll be back later I need to go eh... pee"

"Whatever, but come find me when you get those condoms," she said, smiling in amusement. God this guy really needed to get laid.

Too bad he'd probably last like... 1 minute. Two tops.

Still ******** a priest was one of those things on her 'to do' list, so that small problem would be overlooked for now. "Just don't put your eye out."

With a hard on like that, he just might.

Stewart and Chana Part Deux
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It's a good thing you left when you did, for the moment you manage to stumble through the door a racking, shuddering pain hits your whole body. Your skin feels like it's caught on fire as thick, white hairs begin to spring out from your belly button down., quickly spreading and growing into thick, cottony tufts, obscuring all view of the skin. Tufts also sprang over the elbows, and the chin. The bridge of your nose changes shape, curving a bit outward, and somewhere in your trousers there's a distinct feeling of tightness as your testicles swell to a surprising and slightly disturbing size.

The fur and the swelling is only the beginning. At the same time both your toes and your head began to pound with a bone-deep pulsing soreness. The small nubs on your head begin to twist out, growing by a sudden rush of growth at the base, sending them up several inches into the hair in a curving spiral. But even more painful is searing throbbing in your feet. You watch in horror as your to middle toenails grow huge and hooflike, forces the corresponding toes to expand to accommodate. The two toes on either side, however, do the opposite; shrinking and receded up the foot. The big toe receedes the quickest of all, disappearing into the thick fur that has grown on your feet and eventually reabsorbing completely into your body.

Your ears burn and sting as they grow suddenly, but they are hardly noticed as you feel your spine suddenly explodes out from the top of your pants, quickly furring into a tail. Before you have a chance to recover, the worst of the transformation hits your feet. Even before your toes have completed merging into cloven hooves, the feet begin to stretch. The excruciating pain is only magnified by the confusion of having your balance suddenly shift out from under you. As your legs shift to digigrade, you loose all balance and fall.

When its all said and done, the fiery sharp pains fade into a dull soreness that invades your entire body.

Stewart awoke and sat up from where he had been laying on the floor...Just how long had he been there, and how did he get there?!? He was about to ponder this when the changes began. His legs began itching, but as he went to scratch them, white fur began to cover his legs. Sure, he had seen other people covered in fur, but was it actually happening to him? No, no it was just a dream! He was brought back to reality by a sharp pain in his head, his eyes burned as they got wider. But that was soon forgotten as the once small horns grew longer and began to curve. Amd just when he thought it coukldn't get any worse, that's when the real changes started. "Sweet Mary mother or God" He muttered as his toes widened, and once human feet turned into...hooves!?! A few moments later he attempeted to stand up, and was horrifeid to see what they ahd become. He tried to take a step foward, but his new goat legs were still wobbly and he fell over. Only later (and many more falls) He was able to walk, but now with a very strange walk. When he reached the mirror he was horrified, his first changes wern't that bad. But now, God how could he be turning into a goat? He never wanted to believe it, but now with a long goatee horns and ears. There was no way he could deny it anymore...

After Stewart had come back from his romp in the jungle, he discovered the care package from Chana. God, now he felt terrible for running off like that... How could he of been so stupid!?! Well, he thought picking up the basket with a smile at least I know she cares. Carefully opening up the doors while trying to not drop the basket he stepped into his duplex. After setting it down on the table he got curious and began poking through the contents, he grabbed a handfull of the begetables and scuffeled off to bed.

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