The village of Oxcross was in serious danger. Isolated in the countryside, when fell beasts and highwaymen closed the Old Road it meant that they were at the mercy of their violence. Monstrous creatures fell upon their herds and flocks, and even their shepherds in broad daylight. No traders could come to them for the robbery of men and help could not be called for.

It was feared that one day the bandits would fall upon Oxcross and steal the women, slaughter the men and burn their homes.

The village was filled with farmers, herders, and artisans. No great warriors called Oxcross home. If a hero (or heroes) were going to save them, they would have to make them themselves.

A woman, some called her a witch, came forward with a proposal. Magic could be used to transform some of the men into proper warriors, or at least give them the strength to resist the dire circumstances that surrounded them. The Elders were uncomfortable with the proposal, some called it dark sorcery. Eventually it was decided to try, but only if someone volunteered.

A young man came forward who was kind and gentle of spirit, but loyal and devoted to his village and people. The witch required an animal and his family provided the ultimate sacrifice - a huge bull. The witch seemed stunned, but did the ritual. She marked him with the blood of the beast, spoke her words and sacrificed the bull's life, sending its strength and power into the young man.

Perhaps naively, the villagers expected the young man to emerge as a hero out of legend, but he looked just the same as he always did.

Though that was not to last.

The magic took time to work. As the weeks passed the man grew and grew and grew. His body became thick and heavy with powerful muscles and he grew taller and more imposing by the day. Soon he was the tallest man in the village, and then he overshadowed them all. His body became unfamiliar to him and he struggled with the power that coursed through his body. As he grew into a great brute, the village knew they would be protected.

His change brought great curiosity. A young woman in the village, one who had smiled sweetly at him when he was an average man was drawn to him still. She followed behind one day as he went to the creek to bathe. What she saw stunned her. Peering from the trees she witnessed as his naked body dripped with water. She gasped quietly as she realized what he was doing. The muscles in his arm and chest flexed as his hand stroked his gigantic cock. She covered her mouth to silence herself, but stared in awe as he pleasured himself, not stopping until the appendage jerked and her growled like a beast and massive shots of seed fired into the water, flowing downstream.

It seemed the bull's strength was not the only thing transferred to the volunteer.

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