"Gnoll'd" - Gnoll Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Gnoll Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 1st PoV | Painful

My thoughts swam, I was lost between dreams and reality. Though the dreams were violent and that bode unwell. I thought about it more, focused on thinking and that helped me to slowly come to my senses and wake up.

My eyes fluttered open and that didn’t help much as everything around me was covered in medium darkness. I had no idea where I was, so as my eyes were getting used to the darkness around I thought of how on Azeroth did I get here. Wherever here was.

I heard strange gruffy snoring in the distance, some people, no… Some creatures communicating with each other with something barely resembling speech. It sounded so simplistic and blunt, the way they spoke. The second I heard that strange laughter I understood where I was.

I shook my head and tried to jump up and get out of here. Just to realise that I was chained to some boulder. With every move and attempt at freeing myself the chains clattered and I realised that the more I tried to escape, the more certain alarming the gnolls would be.

At least I was able to see my environment better. I was in some cave, but I was able to see the entrance to it in the distance. The little details like very basic melee weapons and armours reassured me that the enemies that captured me were indeed gnolls. There was just one strange detail that didn’t make sense. There was a table with a lot of alchemic equipment and prepared vials. Since when did gnolls use alchemy on standard?

I never had much of experience with the gnolls while so much happened on Azeroth recently. I was busy with far more important matters, but now I came back to the roots of adventuring. Here I am captured by some of the most primitive creatures this world knew. Still, my left hand is shackled and chained to the stone – I don’t see a way out of this situation yet and that’s a problem.

Before I was able to think of an escape plan I heard footsteps if they could be called that and in came the supposed alchemist of this gnoll tribe. He was dressed in some grey rags, looked like an athletic hyena on two legs and had strangely shining eyes – Basically a gnoll. He didn’t even look at me and started fiddling with his alchemic equipment at the table. I felt like I underestimated the danger I was in – He surely noticed I was awake and he just started working on some potions? What did they have in store for me…?

“Many gnolls fallen, because of adventurers… Too lot of tribesmen. We needed solution. Think this may be it…” – The alchemist said with a growly voice as he finished preparing some potion and came up to me. I shivered to think what he meant, but it didn’t seem to matter as I’d soon have to find out. He waved the potion expectedly before me and added – “You drink or I stuff it into your throat.” I sighed and most of all tried not to look afraid of a gnoll, but it was increasingly more difficult. I quickly looked around for any way of escape, shook my left hand to check if the metal was durable and reassured myself that there was no way out of this.

“Alright… This is some kind of healing potion, right? You said it’s supposed to help save your species from doom – I think. How bad can it be…?” – I said and took the potion out of the gnoll’s paw. He smiled and cackled in an iconic way for his species and caused goosebumps all over my skin. Not thinking much of consequences I uncorked the vial and took a chug closing my eyes right after.

I felt warmth spread all over my body and I quickly started to sweat. “S-See…? I tested your potion, now be that kind and let m-me… Let me ou- Augh! Something’s wrong… What’s happening to m-me?!” – I groaned through clenched teeth as I started feeling more than fatigued. I felt like my muscles crawled underneath my skin, while in reality they started thickening and expanding – Malforming my silhouette slightly at first. I stared at my right arm in disbelief seeing my human hair change colour to tan and brown.

“Good, yes…! You won’t be meat soon, you be clansman…” - The gnoll who gave me the potion snarled and backed away and watched my grotesque transformation with fascination, which made me understand that it was their plan all along. I should’ve asked more questions instead of drinking the stupid potion like an idiot. Now I was turning into some kind of damn monster! So it seemed to me as everything happened rapidly and violently, I had no idea what I was becoming at the moment.

The linen shirt on me started to get tighter on my frame as my chest started to widen and expand uncomfortably making me groan from the sensations. I felt my ribcage crack and get entangled with more muscle mass all around. My shirt started to split down the middle and the moment I grasped it with my right hand it was too late – The tattered cloth fallen off me, further accentuating how much my body was changing.

With my hand in front of my vision I saw as it started to shift. I flexed my digits as my hands grew bigger and stronger, but also slightly clumsier. My fingernails started to darken and push out into sharp claws at which I gasped in disbelief. The hair that started growing over my body was growing denser and turning into tan and brown fur which started to creep onto my stronger hands. I turned the right one around and felt it go numb in several spots at which my flesh started to swell out. I stared in disbelief as animalistic pads formed on my palms. They darkened, turned leathery in texture and I lost feeling in them – They were nothing more than evolutionary remnants.

I wasn’t able to afford more of my body getting lost to the changes. “Hey! Alchemist, stop this madness! I-I’ll pay you a wagon of gold… J-Just halt the changes! Argh…” – I tried to reason with the simpleton as my voice changed and became more growly. My spine started to malform and forced me to hunch over a bit. With a several uncomfortable snaps my neck tilted forwards into a more feral alignment. I stared with pleading eyes at my captor, unaware that even my eyes themselves changed and became wild amber in colour.

“Silly meat… I don’t want gold, I want more gnolls. Need survive… You progressing very well, heehee…” – The alchemist replied. I tried to say something more but my neck started thickening with muscles and I felt a lump form in my throat as my vocal chords altered. “This gotta be a… Nightmare…” – I growled out in an alien voice sounding somewhat like mine, but also so much differently.

I kicked my legs as I felt them start to bulge with muscles. They underwent more drastic changes than my arms as I felt them start to snap and bend in unnatural ways. Slowly my legs gained distinctive digitigrade stance, but I still felt like I’d be able to stand on them nonetheless. My feet started to elongate and turn into paws without any resemblance to what they used to be. Toes gotten plumper and stubbier, my toenails grew out into dark claws and my soles puffed out into pads similar to those on my hands. I was barely able to move my altered toes after the changes were done with them. I already looked a lot like an animal, but a bipedal one just like… Gnolls…

My teeth started to swell and elongate in my gums as they sharpened into fangs. Some of them were visible even with my mouth closed, sticking out of my darkening lips. I prodded them with my tongue which itself started to shift and elongate, slowly getting too big for my mouth. My nose started swelling bigger and widening in my field of view as it slowly gained a more canine-looking shape. It blackened and became more sensitive. Without a warning my face started to push out into a blunt snout – Painfully stretching my maw into a more bestial setup as more fangs grew out from my gums. Meanwhile my ears started to twitch and thin down. I reached out my paw-hand to feel it. I felt my ears become more triangular and erect on my head.

Something else was becoming gradually more erect too. My pants fared better than my shirt which was gone at this point, but a tent formed in them as my cock underwent changes on its own. I clutched my groin trying to hide my shame from the mad alchemist, but as I felt my rough paw-hands touch my morphing cock through the pants material I came unexpectedly. A wet stain formed on my remaining clothing and my face flushed red in humiliation, which encouraged fur to cover it up quicker.

I wasn’t able to believe some part of me was enjoying this – Becoming some sort of a muscular, bipedal hyena. If it wasn’t enjoyment then it surely was lust as I felt my ballsack tingle and itch as coarse fur replaced the pubic hair in the area. I whimpered and looked up at the alchemist. He gave me a nod of approval and it felt reassuring enough for me to tear off the pants and underwear off myself.

My cock was becoming more red, veiny and pointy at the tip. “Ghrn… Feels so ghood…” – I moaned as I felt the foreskin retreat from my shaft and leave it completely bestial in the process. I started stroking my altering equipment to release the pent up lust, to ignore the direness of the situation. The coarse pads of my hands felt wonderful against my cock which started to grow bigger to fit my growing body. I felt my fingers spread apart as the base of my shaft started to swell and bulge out. I blinked lust-dazed as a bulbous knot formed above a furry sheath which started to form at the base of my cock and fold up giving way to my throbbing red rocket.

I started cackling from the sensations, my sharp tip started leaking pre. My balls got pulled tighter together in my furry scrotum. I closed my eyes and lifted up my head in bliss as I felt my cock start to stiffen beyond limits and tilt into a more feral position as a penile bone formed inside it. My body spasmed with each heartbeat which caused more changes, my body gotten stronger and more vigorous with each passing second. The hair on my head turned into a short, but shaggy mane. Most of my back was covered in brown fur with darker spots, while front was covered in light brown and tan fur. It felt so blissful to masturbate without clothes on and yet getting tickled by hyena fur where it mattered.

I tried to keep the momentum for as long as possible as I rubbed my thick furry paws against my cock. When I suddenly felt a pressure rise in my tailbone. I jumped onto my shaky digitigrade legs with one hand on my cock and other one feeling around my rear. A lump of flesh and bone formed there and I felt it twitch and writhe, lengthen into a stubby tail which kept growing longer and wagging behind me like that of a joyful canine. Soon it grew long enough for me to grab it. Instead I used both hands again to pleasure my altered manhood. In addition to this I felt my growing, increasingly furry tail start to slap my ass in excitement as it wagged knowing what was to come.

Last changes were coming and I felt my head start to crunch and deform into a more animalistic visage of a gnoll. My cranium shrank and upper head sloped down. My face pushed out into a full-fledged muzzle and I stuck my tongue out as I stared at my leaking red rod. My tail grew a few centimetres longer and wagged excitedly as ever. My body grew bigger than that of the gnoll alchemist in front of me and the changes were reaching conclusion.

I dropped onto all fours and started pelvic thrusting just to feel the cold air brush against my hot cock, my furry hide. I panted like an animal and rolled over onto my broad back, just to bend over with newfound flexibility and start to suck on my own cock. My muzzle and flexible tongue easily caught my enlarged shaft. I lapped at it and felt it throb between my gummy lips and carnivorous fangs. With a few more motions my cock started pulsating and shooting ropes of cum into my maw.

I growled in pleasure and collapsed onto my back as my cock shot out several more jets of cum onto my muscular, furry chest and stomach. I slowly calmed down and realised that I felt fulfilled despite the drastic change of my perspective and me turning into a gnoll. I looked down at my massive, shaggy body – I didn’t become some simplistic gnoll peon, more like a warmonger by the looks of it. I tried to move and I realised that the metal handcuff was still around my left wrist. I pulled at it with some force and the chain got torn out of the boulder behind me at which I chuckled.

The gnoll alchemist was trembling at the sight of me. I wasn’t overly huge, but I was still way bigger than him and now a sight to behold indeed. “M-My… I-It worked, you a gnoll too now… A-And b-big… We need a leader, uh… May you be our leader now, you strong and powerful now! Not some scrawny meat…!” – The alchemist tried to reason with me now and cackled nervously at the end of his simplistic sentences. I wanted to choke him with the chain for what he forcefully did to me, but actually… I didn’t expect anything like this to occur to me, to get turned into a gnoll, but now I had so many new possibilities to explore. And he just asked me to become the leader of his tribe – I could get used to that! Besides, I feel like I retained my wits, unlike those other mutts I was smart like a human! I chuckled again and patted the alchemist on the back making him fall over as I left the cave to embrace my new life…