A Deathly Cheer (Patreon)

One night, Jo made the fateful decision to walk home alone under the cold pale glow of the full moon.  Listening to his favorite punk polka band, The Stomp Accordions, he was blissfully unaware of the sound of two tennis shoes pattering furiously on the concrete towards him.  Out of nowhere, a cheerleader leaped Into his view and bit hard in his arm!  Egads!  Ah, but this was not your ordinary garden variety Pom Pom pumping performer.  It was...the dreaded were-cheerleader!  

Yes!  The curvaceous creature that gnawed Into Jo once held the form of a man!  And now he passed his awful curse to Jo!  Every full Moon, Jo’s body would mercilessly twist, to the tune of a Creedence Clearwater Revival song, into a busty babe!  His breasts would burst through his button-popping shirt, his voice would crescendo Into an ear shattering shriek, and his balls would suck straight up between his legs with a speed rivaling even the Flash!  Then She would appear.  A horrifyinlgly horny cheerleader whose lust for men was indefatigable!  

Jo was left with one choice.  Either shoot himself In the heart with a silver bullet or earn some extra cash on weekends shaking his moneymakers for the Dallas Cowboys.  Oh, cruel, cruel fate!  Whatever was he to do!!?

P.S.   This story features Wrenzephyr, or Jo, who has a Patreon here:  https://www.patreon.com/wrenzephyr2  

The were-cheerleader is Jo's creation, but I'll be durned if I don't plan to steal it!