The quiet desert night was broken by the groaning noises of John as he tossed and turned in his bedroll. The dragon knight huffed, heaving as his belly expanded, the curse taking hold of him.
His balls plumped up, his dick gaining girth and length, forming a noticeable bulge in his underwear, which formed a wet patch as he leaked viral precum.
His nipples grew erect, becoming extra sensitive as his semi firm pecs ballooned outwards and filled up with milk, his areolas doubling in size.
Though, he continued to sleep, both him and his party unaware of the horror they would find the next morning.....
..... Well, to John's horror and their amusement.
The dragon knight was the last one to wake and by then the others were already up, discovered him, run some magical detections, had a few chuckles and were just working on breakfast when he slowly stirred awake.
Having removed his leather shirt for his sleep, he was dressed only in the light wool that made up the undergarments of his armor, which was now stretched almost painfully across the dragons rounded chest and rounder belly.
"Marty!" John gasped when he saw himself, "What the hell happened to me!?''
"Simple," the cheetah mage replied over his meal of cooked meat and oatmeal, "You got cursed."
"Why the hell are you so nonchalant about it?" said John.
"Well, panicking won't help," said Marty, "Best that we stay calm and get to the nearest town first. Anyway, get something to eat.''
John wanted to explode in frustration at their calmness to his weird predicament, but he bit his tongue and grabbed some breakfast, feeling quite famished.
A while later, John sat with his legs stretched apart on the sandy desert floor, chowing down on some sausages and oatmeal, eating far more than he usually did, his apatite increasing due to his curse.
He had calmed down, his shock fading away and being replaced by worry.
"So, let me get this straight," he said with a half full mouth, "I got cursed from that last night's battle and now I'm carrying two huge eggs?''
"Infertile ones," said Marty, ''So, don't worry, you aren't going to be a daddy just yet, but that doesn't mean you won't face the typical problems that comes with pregnancies. You know, mood swings, cravings and so on.''
John growled. Could this day get any worse?
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