Difference between revisions of "Horse-Hung Nerd"
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pants legs. | pants legs. | ||
Coming to stand before you with his hands on his hips, the slender guy strikes a boastful | Coming to stand before you with his hands on his hips, the slender guy strikes a boastful | ||
| − | stance, presenting his chest as if demanding that you read the inscription printed on it - | + | stance, presenting his chest as if demanding that you read the inscription printed on it - "My |
| − | brain isn’t the only thing that’s big. | + | brain isn’t the only thing that’s big." In a haughty voice, he says "Hey there baby. Haven’t seen |
| − | you around here before. I’m Clyde Kaskell. | + | you around here before. I’m Clyde Kaskell." He waits a second, then continues with an |
| − | undertone of annoyance in his voice, | + | undertone of annoyance in his voice, "...THE Clyde Kaskell, you know? Winner of the |
| − | McUldridge Excellency Award last year? Certified genius here? | + | McUldridge Excellency Award last year? Certified genius here?" Having never heard about that |
before, you give him a nod to acknowledge his achievement, which leaves Clyde well short of | before, you give him a nod to acknowledge his achievement, which leaves Clyde well short of | ||
whatever reaction he was hoping for. | whatever reaction he was hoping for. | ||
| − | + | "Hmpf - I bet you couldn’t even understand a word of my research project in bioengineering | |
| − | that got me the prize. | + | that got me the prize." He mumbles under his breath "All those imbeciles around here," then |
| − | looks at you with a piercing glare and starts to rub his crotch. | + | looks at you with a piercing glare and starts to rub his crotch. "I’ll show you what I can do! |
When all this chaos started, I was smart enough to isolate just what I wanted and improve my | When all this chaos started, I was smart enough to isolate just what I wanted and improve my | ||
body - without suffering a creeping degeneration of my intellect like all those sheep stumbling | body - without suffering a creeping degeneration of my intellect like all those sheep stumbling | ||
| − | through the city. Here - | + | through the city. Here -" With that, he undoes his zipper and pushes his pants down his hips, |
freeing the enormous horsecock he had packed away and letting it swing before you. Under the | freeing the enormous horsecock he had packed away and letting it swing before you. Under the | ||
equine manhood, a full and heavy pair of balls dangle, showing that he’ll be able to come like a | equine manhood, a full and heavy pair of balls dangle, showing that he’ll be able to come like a | ||
horse too. | horse too. | ||
| − | Shouting the words | + | Shouting the words "If you’re too stupid to recognize my genius, you’ll have to worship my |
| − | cock instead! | + | cock instead!", Clyde throws himself on you, clearly wanting to force the issue. |
== Notes == | == Notes == | ||
Revision as of 04:53, 7 May 2014
Danger Level: ?, Typical Environment: Campus
Appearance
A tall and pretty slender guy comes into your line of sight on the campus grounds, some distance ahead of you. Dressed in tight jeans and a t-shirt, your first impression of him says human, though as he walks closer to you with swaggering steps, you do notice some qualities that show at least a partial infection with some strain of the nanites. He’s got hooves, for example, as well as pointed and very mobile horse’s ears. The young man’s hair might be called a mane and seems to have been part of the transformation too. And finally, as your eyes wander lower again, you spot something that’s definitively not human - as he’s got a pretty big bulge in his pants and the outline of an enormous schlong of a cock is visible stuffed down one of his pants legs.
Coming to stand before you with his hands on his hips, the slender guy strikes a boastful
stance, presenting his chest as if demanding that you read the inscription printed on it - "My brain isn’t the only thing that’s big." In a haughty voice, he says "Hey there baby. Haven’t seen you around here before. I’m Clyde Kaskell." He waits a second, then continues with an undertone of annoyance in his voice, "...THE Clyde Kaskell, you know? Winner of the McUldridge Excellency Award last year? Certified genius here?" Having never heard about that before, you give him a nod to acknowledge his achievement, which leaves Clyde well short of whatever reaction he was hoping for.
"Hmpf - I bet you couldn’t even understand a word of my research project in bioengineering
that got me the prize." He mumbles under his breath "All those imbeciles around here," then looks at you with a piercing glare and starts to rub his crotch. "I’ll show you what I can do! When all this chaos started, I was smart enough to isolate just what I wanted and improve my body - without suffering a creeping degeneration of my intellect like all those sheep stumbling through the city. Here -" With that, he undoes his zipper and pushes his pants down his hips, freeing the enormous horsecock he had packed away and letting it swing before you. Under the equine manhood, a full and heavy pair of balls dangle, showing that he’ll be able to come like a horse too.
Shouting the words "If you’re too stupid to recognize my genius, you’ll have to worship my
cock instead!", Clyde throws himself on you, clearly wanting to force the issue.
Notes
Loss/Submission results in Horseman Infection.
