The Curse

The Curse by Cheirron

A musty atmosphere of neglect pervaded the subbasement of University Library. The books on the shelves were covered in a fine layering of dust. There were dim lights over the small study cubicles at the end of each aisle between the towering shelves. The lights produced only enough illumination for the top of the desks, leaving the surrounding stacks and central walkway shrouded in a perpetual twilight.

I had finally found the copy of the 15th century text I needed for my research on the influence of druidic practices on early Celtic society. However, the intricacy of the cover of the neighboring book drew my attention and I brought it along to the desk for better inspection under the light.

The cover was real leather and there were no words on the outside. Just some intricate designs worked into the dark brown leather. It also lacked the fine coating of dust that seemed to cover everything else down here.

As I opened the book I felt a strange buzzing in my head that quickly passed. I shrugged it off as I saw the text on the first page. The letters appeared to be actually handwritten, but were legible. However, the language was not one I recognized. There was no discernable publisher, publishing date, table of contents, or page numbers. I couldn't even figure out if there was a title. I started turning the thick pages unable to interpret the words. I came to a drawing of what appeared to be demons or evil appearing satyrs with grotesquely large phalluses in all manor of sexual activities. Curiously the surrounding scenery did not appear Grecian but Gaelic.

On the opposite page was a traditional occult diagram of a five-sided star surrounded by a pentagram surrounded by a circle. There were words at each corner of the star and two lines of text at the bottom of the page. I leafed through the rest of the pages but this appeared to be the only artwork. I turned back to the drawing and diagram. The realism and perspective of the figures in the drawing belied the apparent age of the text. The figures appeared so real the drawing almost looked like a black and white photograph.

Paige would love this. With her fascination with the occult she would enjoy trying to figure out the diagram and the language's origin. I decided to trace the diagram's intricate design onto a page in my notebook. Once I was done I copied the words at the five corners and the two lines of text from the bottom of the page. I put the book back on the shelf and went back to the work I had come down here to do.


That night in my dorm room while I was getting ready for bed, I noticed my notebook on my desk was open to the strange diagram I had traced. I walked over in my boxer shorts and sat down at my desk.

I still couldn't make out what the words meant. Perhaps if I sounded them out their meaning would become clear. I tried to phonetically pronounce the words at the corners of the star and then read the two lines at the bottom of the page. They still didn't make any sense. I gave up, turned off the light and climbed into bed.

The erotic dream started with Paige slowly caressing my back and buttocks. The caressing transitioned into an incredibly gentle massage starting at my neck and shoulders and running down my back. My butt cheeks were being massaged apart and I spread my legs and raised my rear as her hand reached underneath me from behind to stroke my erection. Her hand was very warm and felt wonderful as I started to slowly thrust into her hand as she started jerking me off.

A huge long warm and moist tongue started playing over my testicles and anus. It felt fantastic. No one had ever licked me there before. I never knew how sensual it felt.

As her hot hand was expertly running up and down my rigid penis something started probing my anus. It snaked its way into my anal opening and it started slowly expanding. Suddenly I had the urge to move my bowels, but I didn't care, as my attention was totally focused on my imminent orgasm. My penis was released as Paige suddenly grabbed my sides and jammed her hips against my butt.

I woke up to find myself with my rear in the air. Someone was grabbing my sides and hitting my butt. I jolted fully awake as I felt something expanding in my rectum and realized I was being fucked. The cock in my butt was still expanding and was becoming painfully large. I thought I could actually feel it moving around in my guts like some kind of writhing python.

I looked over my shoulder and my heart nearly stopped. One of the demon satyrs from the book I'd found this morning was screwing me with obviously delight. He probably only stood about 3 feet high, but he was well proportioned. He appeared to be a conglomeration of animals. He had two bull's horns above his bovine ears. His face was a cross between a human and a goat. His upper torso and arms appeared to be human. His waist on down was hidden by my body, but if it was consistent with the picture he would have the legs of a goat, a tail of a bull, and a penis the size of a horse.

My shock wore off as I realized the cock in my guts was still expanding. I tried to stand up and fell off of the bed onto the floor as the little demon wrapped his arms around my waist and planted his massive cock tightly into my rump. With the help of my desk I managed to stand up with him firmly clasped to my backside and his legs wrapped around my hips. His tail whipped up between my legs and with the dexterity of a monkey's tail corkscrewed around my penis and started milking me. I tried to pull it off of my cock without success. His tail was like a soft steel coil. I tried to pry his arms from around my waist, but again I failed. He was amazingly strong.

My rectum was on fire and still the bastard's cock continued to grow. I could actually see my abdomen move as his monstrous penis slithered through my intestines causing my stomach to cramp. I slammed my back into the wall to try to crush him. All this did was push him harder into my rectum as his horns stabbed into the muscles of my back.

I pitched forward trying to get away from the pointed horns and ran into my desk. I could see the drawing in my open notebook. It was glowing. The lines appeared to be written with florescent ink. I grabbed the paper and tore it in half. A flash of light blinded me and an electrical shock shot up my arms making them tingle.

The demon's tail stopped jerking me off and uncoiled to slide limply off my unbelievably erect cock. He let go of my waist and hips and fell heavily onto the floor with a thud. Despite lying on the floor and me still standing his cock was still in my guts. I quickly stepped away from him before he could recover. This ended up pulling about another foot of cock out of my rectum. His gargantuan snake of a penis plopped wetly onto the floor like an empty fireman's hose. It was at least four feet long.

I picked up a pitching wedge from my golf bag against the wall and holding the club like a baseball bat walked slowly over to his still prone form. He didn't seem to be recovering very fast. In fact he appeared to be barely breathing. As I approached he slowly turned his head towards me and spoke.

"Opening the portal an invitation makes. Cut off from Aether's vitality withering does commence. Forever be you cursed for this most evil deed." He paused to draw a ragged breath.

"When next you gaze upon a creature not your kind, its purpose you shall have. You have but three suns to gather into yourself that creature's seed, or that creature's kind be yours."

His pupils started to reflect an eerie reddish glow as he looked up at me. I felt a buzzing vibration in my groin as my cock suddenly shot up to become viciously erect. I blinked and my ears suddenly popped. When I looked back down at the little demon he was not on the floor anymore.

I ran to the light switch on the wall and turned the overhead light on. Using the golf club I lifted the covers on my bed up to look under the bed from a safe distanceÉnothing there. I checked under my desk and then carefully opened my closet. He wasn't anywhere in my room. I sat down in my chair as my arms and legs started shaking as the adrenaline rush slowly passed.

My back and rear end were aching. I got up and looked at my back in the mirror over my dresser. There were two puncture wounds but they weren't bleeding anymore and didn't appear too serious. My anus was another matter. I couldn't see my rectum, so I put my hand to it. I was wide open. I could fit my fist into my asshole. If I squeezed down, I could barely feel my sphincter tighten.

I put on some underwear and then wrapped a towel around myself and went down the hall to the shower. I took a long hot shower and gently cleaned my backside. It seemed that my anus was slowly contracting and returning to normal.

Once back in my room, I took the pieces of paper with the diagram on it back to the restroom and tore them into smaller pieces as I flushed them down the toilet. Feeling satisfied I had prevented him from coming back I went back to my room and lay down on my bed with the lights on. I didn't think I would be able to fall asleep, but I was so exhausted I fell into a dreamless sleep.


When my alarm started buzzing I reflexively jumped out of bed, turned it off, wrapped a towel around my waist and with my eyes barely open I marched off to the shower with my shampoo and soap. I didn't wake up enough to remember what had happened the night before until the steamy water hit my face in the shower.

It seemed like some sort of horrible nightmare. But I could feel the wounds on my back and my anus burned and still felt very loose. What was that thing? I've got to find someone to translate that book. Paige would know what language it is and who could translate it.

I finished my shower, got dressed and skipping my first class I went to the main library. I found the same stacks where I had checked out my book on ancient druidic lore, but I couldn't find the leather bound book anywhere. I checked several stacks but it was nowhere to be found. I described the book to a librarian to see if anyone could have checked it out, but without a title, author or even a subject he couldn't help me.

Now what? I had already missed my lecture on Italian Renaissance architecture and I was about to be late for Dr. Hoffman's seminar on 18th century British political science where attendance was part of the grade. I picked up my bookbag and sprinted across the quad to Milton Hall.

I sat down, but my mind kept wandering. I wasn't paying any attention to Dr. Hoffman as he started his rather dry discourse on the Enclosure Acts. I couldn't stop thinking about last night. I noticed movement to my left and looked up to see Phil enter with his seeing-eye dog. He was a beautiful German shepherd named Shultz. The dog always made instant friends for Phil wherever he went.

Just as I noticed Shultz I got a terrible pain in my groin which caused me to double over. I gripped the edges of my desk as the pain slowly subsided. I felt a little sick to my stomach and got up to go to the restroom.

I sat down on the toilet in one of the stalls. I pulled my sweatpants down to see what was hurting. A pitiful little moan escaped my mouth as I looked down in shock at my genitals. They weren't human. They had been transformed somehow into what looked like a dog's cock.

My pubic hair was gone and in its place was a soft brown fur. It was covering my scrotum. My penis was encased in a fur-covered sheath, which extended halfway towards my navel. I put a tentative finger into the sheath and quickly withdrew it as I felt it touch the tip of my penis. My dick felt alien somehow. I tried to pull the sheath of skin down but it was firmly attached to my abdomen.

However, the manipulation caused an erection. I was even more shocked as a moist pink piece of flesh grew out of the sheath. My dick was deformed. It was about the same diameter as it should be but it was pointed at the tip and my glans was missing. Then I noticed a bulge just inside of the sheath. I pulled down on the skin and the bulge popped out. This caused my dick to become fully erect and the bulge to expand. It looked like my penis had swallowed a lemon or something as it bulged at the base. Is this what a dog's dick looks like?

What was happening? It must be tied into what happened last night somehow. What was it the demon said? Something about the next time I saw a creature "not your kind" its "purpose I shall have"? Shultz was the first creature not of my kind I had seen since last night. But why did I have a dog's cock. If I was to have Shultz's purpose it would be to see for the blind. This doesn't make any sense. And it's not possible. But it's real. How do I reverse it? What if I can't change it back? Questions were whirling too fast for my mind to process. I had to slow down and take a deep calming breath.

I've got to get help. I doubt a doctor would know what to do. It's not like this is a disease. I'll tell Paige. But what will she think of me? It dawned on me that she would probably think it was neat. But what if she's repulsed. I can't think of anyone else I can trust. Maybe she's read something in her studies of the occult that could help.

While I was thinking, my cock had retreated into my sheath. I pulled my sweatpants back up and quietly retrieved my bookbag from Dr. Hoffman's seminar. I made my way to Bradley Hall and waited for Paige to come out of her Germanic Philosophy seminar.

When I saw her emerge from the classroom in a knot of other grad students I called out to her.

She wove her way over to me and grinned. "Scott! How's my little 'beast' doing?"

"Please, not now." I groaned.

"I thought you were spending all of your free time working on your druidic chapter for your thesis. What's wrong? You look upset."

"Paige...I've got to tell you something..." A lump formed in my throat choking off my words. I leaned against the wall to try to regain my composure. How do I tell her?

She put her hand on my shoulder. "Scott, what's wrong? Is something wrong with your parents...your brother...your sisters...?"

I shook my head. "Paige, there's nothing wrong with my parents, brother or sisters. I need somewhere where we can talk in private."

"Let's go to my office." She suggested.

We walked into the next building where the philosophy grad students were given small offices, which were probably converted broom closets. The office was barely big enough for a desk and two chairs, but it would do. Paige listened attentively while I told her about the strange book and about how I had copied the pentagram.

"Then I pronounced the words phonetically, but I still couldn't figure them out or even get a sense of the language's origins. Now it really gets bizarre." I told her about how the demon appeared. I couldn't bring myself to tell her what he did to me, so I left that part out. "I panicked and tore the paper with the pentagram. This seemed to hurt the demon somehow and I think he cursed me before he disappeared."

She had listened without saying a word. Then she smirked. "Well, it's not April Fools. Are you serious? Do you expect me to believe you actually conjured a demonic force in your room last night?"

She looked me straight in the eyes. My vision started to blur as tears started to form in my eyes. I looked down and wiped my eyes.

"I'm totally serious. It really happened and I wasn't hallucinating or dreaming or any thing like that."

She digested this for a minute, perhaps still trying to figure out if I was joking.

"We should get that book. We can go to the library right now."

I shook my head. "I was already there and the book is gone. And there is no way of finding out if it was checked out because I don't know the title, author or even the God damn subject. In fact, I just remembered there wasn't even a call number on the spine of the book."

"All right, I can do some research and see if I can find it through cross referencing. But why are you so upset. The demonic force is gone, right? You said he disappeared."

"I'm pretty sure he's gone."

"Then what's wrong?"

"The curse...I think it is real." I stopped. I was embarrassed to continue.

She asked. "What was the curse? Tell me how it was worded."

"Well, the grammar and syntax were unusual. He said something about if I see a creature not of my kind then... I would have its purpose." I looked up to see her reaction.

She didn't react much at all. "'A creature not of your kind.' Could mean any non-human animal. The 'have its purpose' is a little vague. What do you think it means?"

I tentatively asked. "Do you think it could be referring to the primal instinct of procreation?"

"That could certainly be one interpretation. It could also refer to the primal instinct of self preservation among other things. It's too vague to tell for sure."

I hesitated. "I'm afraid my guess is probably the correct one." I was still having trouble getting it out.

"What do you mean?"

"I've been changedÉphysically changed."

"I still don't get it. Changed how? What's different?"

"Substitute cock for purpose."

Paige thought a second. Then her eyes widened and she grinned. "You mean the 'little beast' is really a little beast?" When I didn't laugh she said. "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. Well, what kind of animal did you see?"

"Shultz...Phil's seeing eye-dog."

"So we'll have to call him little Shultzie?" She chuckled.

"I don't know why you think this is funny."

She put on a serious face but her annoying mirth was bubbling just under the surface. "I'm sorry. Okay, then show me."

Despite my irritation at her I stood up and slowly untied my sweatpants. I let them fall around my ankles. I lifted my shirt up. The irritating grin she had worn since we started this conversation suddenly disappeared. She reached over and touched my sheath.

Her mouth dropped open. "It's real. Oh my God, what happened?"

I dropped my shirt. "What do you mean 'what happened'? I just told you what happened."

She lifted my shirt up and touched my sheath again. She cupped my low hanging fur covered scrotum in her hand and lifted it up to look underneath. She pulled on the fur and skin of my sheath. Feeling her stroke my genitals started getting me hard and my pointed penis started emerging from my sheath. She paused and then touched my penis. I was ashamed about becoming erect and the strange appearance of my genitals. I stepped back as far as her tiny office would allow and bent over to pull my sweatpants back up.

She seemed disappointed. "Don't be embarrassed. This is exciting. Are there any other changes?"

I froze. I hadn't even thought about that possibility. I did a quick mental check patting my hands over my body. "No, at least I don't think so." I relaxed a little at not finding any other changes. "What I need to know is how to change back?"

She rolled her eyes. "I haven't a clue. Though there's usually a recipe to save the afflicted outlined within the curse itself. Was there any more to the curse? Did he say anything else?"

"Now that you mention it there was a second part. Let me think. Something about sun and seed...three suns...I have three suns to get a creature's seed, or something will happen. There was one last part. Oh right, the last part was 'or that creature's kind be yours'."

"Three suns is obviously a deadline. You have three days to get a creature's seed or you will become that creature. According to the terms of the curse you will change into a dog in three days if you don't get a dog's seed. Seed must refer to either the ovum or sperm, but which and what do we do with it once we get it?"

I looked up tentatively at her. "We?"

Paige got a peeved look on her face. "Yah, stupid. I'm not letting you do this without me. Did you think I was not going to love you anymore because of Rover down there? You know, you really piss me off. I thought we were connected on a deeper level than that. I thought you knew me better than that. I thought I knew you better than that."

My mouth dropped open. "My whole concept of reality is changing and you want to fight. I'm scared to death. You know I love you. I'm never as sure about how you feel towards me. You're always so flippant. Nobody would blame you for not wanting me after this."

She smiled consolingly. "You really are stupid. You copied down the diagram in the first place because you knew I'd be fascinated. For the first time I see evidence that something exists beyond our mundane reality and you think I'll be turned off. In fact, I'm rather turned on." Her voice transitioned into a husky whisper. She placed her hand on my crotch and squeezed.

"You mean you actually like the new...um...little beast?"

As an answer she reached over and locked the door to her office. She turned back to me and kneeled down on the floor between my legs. She untied my sweatpants and pulled them down to the floor. She started rubbing my cock through my sheath.

"Your fur is so soft. Let me see what you've got hiding in there. Can Shultzie come out to play?" She chuckled.

My dick started migrating out of my sheath. About six inches was protruding when she put it in her mouth and started twirling her tongue around and around. She kept one hand on my sheath to aim my cock into her mouth. My cock was suddenly cold as she pulled off.

"What's this?" She'd found the bulge in my sheath. She pulled down on my sheath and the bulge popped out adding another three inches to my exposed penis.

"Wow. Just like on the farm." Just when I thought she was going to turn away in disgust she got up on her knees and deep throated my whole nine inches. It felt great. My new penis must be more sensitive that my human cock. I can't ever remember her blowjobs being this intense.

I moaned. "Oh God, oh God, OH MY GOD!"

"Shhhh. Quiet. You're not going to howl are you? There is a class going on two doors down the hall."

She quickly dropped her shorts and panties as she stood up and bent over her desk.

"I want you to take me. Take me like a dogÉbut no howling." She grinned lecherously.

My surprise at her behavior quickly turned to lust. I ran my hand across her vagina. Her labia were swollen and she was sopping wet. She was really turned on. I moved in behind her and placed my throbbing canine cock into her cunt. She was so lubricated that I slipped in easily to the bulge. I started slowly going in and out picking up speed with each thrust. The wonderful feelings were becoming very intense. The rest of the world disappeared and there was only the beautiful sensation emanating from my groin. I started thrusting harder and faster. My bulge kept advancing further and further into her vagina with each thrust. I was trying to restrain myself and not hurt her, but I was losing control.

"Put it in me. Come on, I want all of you in me." She panted in a deep raspy voice.

The encouragement caused me to totally lose control. I slammed into her and pulled back on her hips pushing that bulge into her cunt. After some resistance I slid in. I had this urge to wrap my arms around her waist and pull her tightly to my pelvis. As I held still, it seemed her cunt was getting tighter, or was my cock expanding. That thought was quickly forgotten as my pelvis all on its own started jack hammering into her with short rapid strokes. I couldn't seem to pull back very far because her vagina was too tight around my bulge. Finally I gave one last great heave and wave after wave of pleasure radiated from my groin as my cock started spasming my juice deep inside her.

Weakly I panted in Paige's ear. "That was the most fantastic orgasm of my life."

"I like the new little beastie too. You were quite literally an animal. But maybe next time you could be a little gentler though. I think I'm going to be sore for a week."

Just then I felt a stabbing pain in my lower back extending to my butt. Once the pain subsided I looked around at my butt and there was a brown fur covered tail, a German shepherd's tail. As soon as I realized what had happened my tail disappeared as it bent down between my legs.

Paige giggled. "That tickles. Wait. What is that? A tail?"

I moaned. "Oh my God. It's already started. I'm changing."

I took my weight off of her back and stood up. I pulled back, but I couldn't withdraw my cock from Paige's vagina.

"Ouch. Stop pulling. That hurts. I think we're stuck because that bulge of yours is too big. Give it a minute to shrink."

I plaintively asked. "What happened? I thought I had three days. Why have I started changing early?"

"I don't know. Maybe having sex is a catalyst of some sort. Are you sure there was nothing else with the curse?"

"I'm sure he didn't say anything else, butÉ" After a moments hesitation I proceeded to tell Paige the full story including the part about being raped.

She nodded. "That explains the tenor of the curse. A Bacchain-like demon or in an Id-centric force would certainly feel a beings primary purpose would be procreation."

"So now that you know the kind of demon, do you know how to reverse the curse?"

Paige shook her head. "Not really, but it gives me some ideas on how to focus my lit search."

We waited a couple minutes and my penis was still firmly locked into her vagina. So we waited some more. Thankfully no more changes occurred. Ten minutes went by and we were still stuck together.

"Boy that sure is some staying power." She tried to joke, but I could tell she was afraid of the same thing I was.

I finally verbalized what we both were thinking. "What are we going to do if we're stuck like this? What if it's part of the curse?"

Paige tried to reassure me. "This is normal for dogs you city boy. There is no 'slam bam thank you maam' in the dog world. The male dog has to stay and cuddle whether he likes it or not."

"How long then?" I pulled hard, but couldn't move.

"Stop that. You're hurting me. Give it some more time. Stop being so impatient."

I pulled slowly but firmly and started to feel some give, but I still couldn't pull out. I was encouraged that I could finally move a little. We stayed locked together for another couple minutes before I was able to pull out with a loud suctioning noise. No wonder I'd been stuck. I was still erect and my bulge was incredibly large. Paige turned around and her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw my still erect penis.

"Wow, that was in me? I can't believe you didn't rupture me."

I was so relieved that we could separate that my tail started wagging. I didn't even notice until Paige started giggling.

"I'd say the little beast is happy." Paige continued to giggle. I tried to stop my tail from wagging back and forth, but I was feeling oddly giddy and started laughing. Causing my tail to wag harder.

Once our nervous energy dissipated, we decided that I was going to go back to Paige's apartment while she went to the library to do her lit search. We tied my tail to my leg with some string she had in her desk. This allowed me to put my sweatpants back on. It made it uncomfortable to walk and a bulge could still be seen. However, unless I ran into someone I knew I doubt anyone would stop me to ask about it.

Paige checked out about a dozen books she thought may help and brought them back to her apartment. I wrote down the curse as well as I could remember it. I also tried to recreate the diagram and words that I had copied from the book. We both read and searched the internet until the early morning hours without success and eventually I fell asleep.


I discovered the next morning that I couldn't stand or sit on the toilet to urinate. My sheath prevented me from pointing my penis down. I had to back up over the toilet while bent 90 degrees at the waist and then squat down placing my genitals in the bowl just over the water. Thankfully the thought of urinating or just having a full bladder caused my cock tip to automatically emerge from my sheath.

Neither one of us had any teaching responsibilities and tomorrow was Saturday. We skipped our classes and continued our studies. Paige went back to the library to check out some more books, as nothing seemed to shed any light on my problem. I did some internet surfing on dog anatomy and discovered that the bulge in a dog's penis is called a knot and that it is normal for the male dog to be "tied" to the female after ejaculating.

I was finding it hard to concentrate. My mind kept drifting to erotic thoughts. Everything seemed so sensual. I had cut a whole in the back of my sweatpants so that my tail could stick out. I found my self with an almost constant hard on. I was becoming turn on just rubbing my erect penis against the fabric of my sweatpants. I either had to take them off or orgasm.

"I brought you a drink." Paige stopped at the bedroom door when she saw I was sitting at the computer in the buff sporting a woody. "I didn't know you were so turned on by canine breeding. Don't you think you've learned enough?"

I blushed. "Okay." I got up and started walking into the living room.

"Scott. I'm not complaining mind you, but don't you want to put your pants back on?"

"I can't. Something is wrong. I seem obsessed. All I can think about is sex. I took them off because the cloth rubbing against my...um...exposed dick was going to cause me to cum."

Paige grinned. "I don't think I've ever seen your face that shade of red before. You think it's part of the curse?" It was more of a statement than a question. "Why don't you help me in the living room with came from the bedroom. She was watching me and I could see the little can of mace in her hand.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

I frowned. "No. But I've got my hormones under control still."

"Good, I can't lock myself in the bedroom if I'm going to pick up Ricky and Tina."

We had called a dog breeder about purchasing two German shepherds. Our insistence that we had to have the dogs by today and that the female be in heat made the breeder a little suspicious, but our references checked out. By the evening our savings accounts were significantly depleted, and we were proud owners of Heinrich von Leipshen and Christina von Butchmeier also known as Ricky and Tina.

I asked for about the hundredth time. "Are you sure we've interpreted the curse correctly? I mean do you really think making love to a dog will return me to normal."

She responded. "I don't think we have any other choice, unless you are willing to wait until tomorrow morning to see what happens."

"I'm convinced the curse it real. Every time I go to the bathroom or forget and sit on my tail I'm rudely reminded of just how real." I sighed.

Paige picked the dogs up herself. She had a little trouble trying to keep them separated. Ricky could obviously tell Tina was in heat and was very persistent in his attempts to get to her. We locked Ricky in Paige's garage where he couldn't do any damage.

We were sitting in the living room with Tina walking around the room sniffing the furniture.