Changing The Scouts (yaoi, transformation, M/M, non-futa)

Story by Hardcover

WARNING: NOT FOR EVERYONE!

This is the second, and I think the best, of my three stories I did inspired by artist Arianna's sequences. As most of you probably know by now, I went into a fury of inspired writing over a one and half week period, completing five stories, three of which involved the sexual transformation of humans into animals. This M/M one deals with a pair of campers in their last year of boy scouts (they just turned 18) who camp in an off limits area of the woods, which is rumored to be cursed and the home to a species of St. Bernard sized giant foxes. They soon discover that the curse is true, as some power in the woods turns them gay, and then starts changing them in a totally different way.

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CHANGING

THE SCOUTS

By Hardcover

Mike and Kevin had been friends for a long time, ever since they had met in cub scouts. Now that they were both working on their Eagle Scout badges, they’d hardly had any time together. So for one night on this latest camping trip, they decided to put all the work aside and spend some time with each other, just palling around like in the old days. Their current activity was to hike out somewhere and set up their tent for the night as a survival exercise, away from any other tents. It was fortunate for both boys that they’d both just turned 18, as they would not have been allowed in this activity otherwise. They’d been working hard because this was their last year as scouts, and if they were going to make Eagle, it would have to be this year. And so, they’d gone off, looking for a good spot where they could just have fun and not worry about the scout master looking over their shoulders all the time. For just once they could skip working on their merit badges.

For that reason, they picked a lone spot near the woods, in an area that had been marked off limits to campers. No one seemed to know why, but a large section of the area was forbidden to enter. From what the boys could tell, even the rangers hardly ever went there. They picked a spot next to the woods, surrounded by some tall brush to hide their presence. It might have seemed like a lot to go through just to rough it with your buddy, but then again most people hadn’t had the experience of a perfectionist scout master obsessing over the prestige of possibly having two Eagle Scout’s in his troop.

It was almost dark by the time they got there, so they got ready to make camp right away. As the two teenagers began busying themselves setting up the tent, they talked with each other, something they’d hardly had time to do up to this point. The subject, for most of the time was the usual topic: Girls. A subject the two red blooded heterosexual boys couldn’t get enough of. They talked about which ones were hot, which ones were easy and bragged about their (mostly fictional) sexual conquests. Eventually, the conversation shifted to the topic of why this part of the woods was blocked off.

Mike was a good looking but skinny young man with short black hair that he kept cut close to his head, and dark eyes. Kevin, on the other hand, had thick sandy blond hair that he wore long over his ears, and bright blue eyes. Both boys were lean and no where close to muscular, but neither one was in bad shape. They were both still dressed in their scout uniforms, complete with yellow neckerchiefs. It was the warm weather versions, with long shorts and short sleeved shirts. They each gave their opinions as they set up the tent.

Mike said, “I don’t know, you ask anyone, and no one knows why this area is off limits. You know what I think? I think there’s a secret CIA base in those woods somewhere. Or maybe a hidden gold mine, something they don’t want anyone to know about.”

Kevin waved him off, “It’s neither of those things. I’ll tell you why this place is off limits.”

“Why?” Mike raised an eyebrow.

“Giant foxes.” Kevin proclaimed.

Mike almost dropped the tent pole, “What?”

The giant foxes were a sort of urban legend in the area, kind of like the Chupacabra or the Loch Ness Monster. Reports had sprung up since the pioneer days of huge sized foxes roaming the woods. The fact that most of these woods were unexplored helped feed the legend.

“Giant foxes.” Kevin insisted, “I’ve heard they’re the size of St. Bernards, just huge.”

Mike raised an eyebrow at him, &#82

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