Back on the track, the mile is half-way done. Some of the students have finished, panting and catching their breath, while the others are still running, with the bull practically cracking the whip. “COME ON!” Coach shouts, “You can do better than this!” He relentlessly rants before blowing another long screech with his whistle.

FWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

“KEEP WITH IT, KEVIN!” Coach shouted at a tubby husky boy, “DON’T MAKE ME ADD MORE LAPS!”

“That’s enough outta YOU, coach.” Jake says as he circles the wand, “From now on, every time you yell at us, you’re gonna ‘Moo’ instead.” He chanted and aimed the wand at Coach. A burst of speech magic races up to the bull just as the large man himself turns around. The spell hits the bull directly on the mouth, going unnoticed as he frowns at a fat boar boy. 

“GREG! For GOD’S sake, I want you to MOOOOOOOOO!” He called out with his thick lips curved from the word. A few kids giggled while he blinked at himself. “Uh… Ack! Ahem!” Coach coughed a little, “Achem! That was weird…” He mumbled, with the kids still running. “Let’s go let’s go! MoOOOOOOOOve it!” He calls out; he can’t help himself. “What in the…”

Half the class has already finished, with the bull still observing them all, “Hehehe, ok, now…”

“Keep going, blubber butt!” Todd yells, “I’mmmMMMUUUUURRRRRrrrr!” His eyes cross as some of the kids start to laugh a little. He ignores them and continues to harass the chubbier boys, “Come on! All of you look like you ate balloons for breakfast! I’m about tooooMMMMMMoooooOOOOOOOO!”

“Hah, balloons, Coach?” Jake smirked as he twirls the wand, “I think YOU should be the balloon, Coach.” The kid smiles as he works the magic, and casts an inflation spell. The spherical hex spirals in the air and lands right on the coach’s back.

Fssssssssss…

“Alright now… Hrp…” The bull hiccups and covers his mouth some. “We’re MMMOOOOOooving on, boys.” The bull says as he turns to the kids, his torso very slowly pushing a growing pot-belly, “Now I don’t want to see any sitting around…” He furrows his brow as he coughs. Jake watches as Todd’s muscles start to slowly grow. “Uh, yeah, and get the sports balls, and…” Todd pauses. He knows SOMETHING is odd going on, but what. A few kids giggle as they look at his rear – his tail has begun thickening and started to arch up as it turns into a long, nicely rounded sausage with a brush at the end. 

“M-Moooo… Ah, what is with moo- With me…” He corrected himself, “Just get moving onto the ball games, no sitting MUUUUURRRRR!” He orders as the kids depart to get the soccer, basketball and footballs… With some of the kids keeping an eye on him. 

“Oof…” The bull huffs as his chest starts to feel light and tight. “What???” He looks at his pecs, seeing his torso has gone tight and round! He feels at them, pushing at his chest and folding his hands down on his swelling physique.

“Mrrrff… Uhfff…” Todd irks as he feels his arms stiffen a little until he’s unable to move them at all when they FWOOP on either side of his body. “Oh no, oh no, oh no…” His hands puff up as his arms start to lift up a little. His pelt creaks a little until his arms quickly lose their deep-cut definition and start to take on a more rounded appearance.

“Mrrrrmmm??” The bull’s cheeks swell into a pair of rotund balls on either side of his face as he tries to move, walking awkwardly as he waddles; he’s finding it difficult to move his stiffening legs. Jake grins as he circles the wand, elevating the flow of air into the bull. 

-Fffhhhhhhhhhhhooooowwwwww-

 “Rrrp!” Coach’s eyes widen as his tail FOOPS on end and his legs completely stiffin on either side of him, both of them looking rounded.  “Irffpp!” He irks; he feels very bloated, like he hasn’t passed gas in a week. The boys really start to see Coach’s unusual growth, all of them staring as the bovine takes on a cartoon-like form! 

“Mrrrrrr…” Coach groans as his eyes dart side to side in embarrassment while he balloons larger under his clothing, his shiny gut pushing from under his baggy jacket and riding his garment up. His bellybutton -pops- into an outie as his pelvis melts into the growing sphere-shape. His thighs bloat below him as the airflow continues to channel into his body, shrinking up into him as the mass gets tighter on him.

“Hey! Look at Coach!”

“Whoa! He’s getting huge!”

“Hahahaha, lookit that!”

Coach’s lips sputter as he finds it impossible to talk as more air pressure builds inside him, starting to sweat bullets as he sees the kids start to point and laugh at him. He squeals as his face goes hot as he can feel his formerly loose short jersey shorts along with his jacket look like they have been painted on a massive ball that is still growing, with his poofy hands and hooves wiggling helplessly as he drifts delicately up. 

More of the kids pat at each other as they watch the bull gradually turn into a blimp. The bovine whines as he can feel his neck spread around lower as he starts to take on an enormous shape the more he hears the hollow hissing sound inside. 

“Errfff! Mmooommfff!” He floats in the air as the kids laugh and giggle at his predicament. 

“Heheheh okie!” Jake waves the wand and point it at the bull “Now I’M gonna be the coach!” The puppy smirks as he fires off another spell. When the magic bolts on the bovine, Todd’s thin outfit changes into that of a student’s uniform (though it still looks like it was painting on his orb like body), while the coach’s hat manifests and twinkles above Jake’s head before it lands on his noggin. Sparks and magic twinkle as a red jacket appears on Jake as well as his gym shorts shrinking, turning short and barely cupping his playful booty and his loins, finishing touch with a shiny new whistle around Jake’s neck.

-PPPPFFFEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIHHHHH-

A high-pitched raspberry blows from the bull’s lips as he quickly deflates. He lowers back down in a graceful twirl as his arms and legs gradually shrink back to normal and the girth of his pelvis hisses back down and his torso huffs and puffs back into his muscular self again. The students line up behind Jake when Coach finally reaches his normal beefy build, this time now wearing a student P.E. uniform – jersey shorts, and a grey shirt with the school’s logo on it. The bull gulps as he looks down at Jake and all the little students he’s yelled at today – the wolf puppy now wearing coach’s own hat! And his sports jacket and very short shorts.

“O-KAY, Coach!” Jake cheers, “From now on, YOU’RE gonna be the student who has to do the sports!

“Y-Yes…” Todd whines as he GULPS hard with intimidation “C-C-Coach.”

“First off, it’s time to run track!” Jake says as he waves the wand and points it at the bull! 

“RMP!” Coach Todd meeps as his back erects, before the wand then points to the track. The bull finds his legs acting on their own and sprinting to the lap, a long beefy adult bovine running before jogging. All the students giggle and snicker as the coach does exactly what he forces them all to do. His massive pecs bouncing up and down while his rear gets a slight wedgie from the cardio.

“That’s one.” Jake barks playfully as Coach gets read to cross the starting line. “Let’s make this interesting.” The puppy snickers as he twirls the wand and casts a damning enchantment upon the finish line. 

“Hoo… Hoo… Hoo…” Coach huffs as he runs obediently, ignoring the sparkling lamination from the finishline. As soon as his foot steps on, then leaves the line, the bull gasps as he feels a rapid rush inside him “HHHhh!”

-Ffffffeeeehhh-

“Mrrpp! Not agaaiiin!” Todd whines as he feels his body swell in seconds.

Jake grins and crosses his little arms as he, along with all the other students witness the bull puff into a large, round, comical balloon version of himself before their eyes! 

“Errrmmmmuuu” Coach groans as his hands and hooves wiggle helplessly, puffy and useless, while his fatten tail whips stiffly behind him. He is able to move along the track – albeit midair – but is significantly slower than if he were on his feet. 

“Look at Coach!”

“He’s a big fat balloon!”

“Look at him gooo!”

Coach grunts as he ‘flies’ as fast as he can, but unfortunately is confined to the speed of smell. He floats gradually up and down, hearing all of the snickering and giggling happening. 

“Thaaat’s two.” Jake comments as he watches the blimp bull make his way in the broad circle. 

After what felt like forever, the inflated bull reaches the airborne threshold of the finishline, and his body instantly reverts to his herculean build!

“Hoooh thank God.” Todd huffs as his muscular legs continue to jog him around the lap. 

“Aaaaawwwwwwhhhh” The students pout disappointedly once the balloon coach deflated and is back to normal, already halfway around the third lap.

“Wait for iiiiittt” Jake smirks as they watch Coach carry on his assignment.

Coach sweats and pants as he jogs effortlessly on, once again crossing the starting point, and gasping as his insides get heavy and cold! “Oh no, what nooouuuwwwwrrr???” 

“Whoooaaaa” The students watch in awe as the fit and rugged bull dips and swells massively into a waterballoon form! His lower body fills in a very round shape and weighs his torso down. His legs melt into his bod until only his hooves remained to waddle him forward, while his arms thicken and flop, powerless.

“Go, Coach, GO!” Jake parks out “You can go faster than thaaat!”

“Urrrff… No faaiiir” Coach gurgles as every move he makes causes him to wobble or ripple. He can’t even move a few feet! Finally, he whimpers and concedes into propelling a different way: rolling.

“Haaaah! What was that about ‘Rolling Onto The Field’, Coach???” Cody oinks out loud.

“Uurrmm… Uurrmm… Uurrmm!” Coach has no choice but to roll forward, his body sloshing and bubbling as he clenches his eyes every time his face meets the floor. He grunts and irks the water inside of him forms a circular current and allows him to comically traverse the track. 

“Now that’s what I’m talking about.” Jake nods with approval. Once more, Coach reaches the finish line, and the water magically dissipates, and Coach once again is back to normal.

“Haaooh! Huff, huff, huff” Coach jogs around the track, gulping as he anticipates the oncoming obstacles. “This is not my day…”

Upon crossing the finish line again, Coach’s worst nightmare is his next challenge: gaining 200 pounds. “Uuugghhh!” He yowls in defeat as his pecs blob into manboobs, tossing and bouncing in his shirt, his abs bloat forward into a big round belly, wobbling even more dramatically than when he was a waterballoon! His tight butt swells into a massive, perfect pair of bouncy globes in his shorts while his arms and legs thicken as well!

“How’s it feel, COOOAAAACH!” Another fat student yells out “Not so easy, AIN’T IT?!”

“Ughh! Ugghhh! HAAaahuuUUaahh!” Coach pants in agony as his insides go into overdrive. In mere seconds, he’s coated in sweat as his lovehandles ripple and his legs get sore as hell from forcing his weight forward.

“C’mooonnnn!” Jake barks out “Move those jellyROOOOOLLS!”

“Aaahhh! Haaahh! Haahh!” Finally, just before he was about to passout, Coach crosses the line, and his body goes back to normal – except being soaked in his own sweat and his legs burning from the previous transformation “Oh please lord, let it stooop!”

“Nuh-uh” Jake sneers as he licks his cute little chops. Watching as the tortured coach struggles to run under duress. 

The bull whines as he jogs the track, unable to dictate or direct his adult mind outside of this spell he’s under. His muscles begin to heal and revert to accommodate his normal build as he approaches the finishline again. Whimpering while running, the jinxed bovine braces himself for the next curse to cast on him!

Upon crossing the line, Coach’s entire body feels completely weightless! “AaaAAAaahhhHHahhaah!” His arms and legs flail as he turns in the air, as if his insides were made of helium! “H-Help! Get me down!! NOOOW!” 

Then, something tight appears deep in his ass. Coach’s eyes bug wide open as his hidden pucker flexes just between his cheeks, feeling just like the time he won that bean-eating contest. “Oh no…”

-FRRRRRrrrrrrrt-

Without warning, the bull involuntarily farts loud and deep! He feels himself zoom forward several feet, all the while a tail of pink smoke having shot right out of his rump!

“AHAHAHAHahahah”

“PFFFeheheheh”

“Gheehghehghghehghh” 

The students all laugh as the humiliated coach must not propel himself with magical flatulence.

Scrunching up his face, Coach grunts as he forces out another powerful air pocket from his rear. “RRrrrmmff!”

-BBBrrbbbppt- -Ppttbbtht-

This time, blue smoke billows from the center of Coach’s rump, with a large puff of green smoke following after to jet himself forward a few feet to stay on track.

“Hahahahaha, he’s NEVER gonna live this down, hehehe!” Jake snickers as the floating bull blows a yellow fog roll out of him to allow him to fly again. He crosses the finish line when he fart out a long purple smoke -PUUURRrrbbbppt- and he immediately hands on the floor on his feet.

“Errff…” The bovine rubs his shorts-clad butt as his hole still buzzes with the conjured gas before going picking up the pace. As he was not instructed to stop yet, Coach pants and groans as he trots the usual short-lived lap, his eyes locked with terror at the finish line 

“Oh no, oh no” The adult begs as his legs act on their own accord to deliver him to his next act “No-no, no-no, NO-NO!”

He crosses the finish line, and his clothes immediately disappear! All of the students fall silent when they look at the naked bull’s body! He’s so muscular, lean, beefy, like a black-brown Hercules model. His arms and legs covered in coarse hair outside his pelt with a field of curly hair across his chest and an even thicker curly bush right in his crotch that held a swinging 7-inch long and soft cock along with some fat, low-hanging nuts! “Hooooooly smokes…” Jake meeps as they all look at him. What spell is the lap doing NOW?

Before he could even register his sudden nudity, Coach’s mind goes blank as he suddenly grins a big toothy smile, his eyes cross and his tongue flops out “Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh” He opens his arms as he turns as if he’s about to give an operettic song “Oooooold MacDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-O!” He dances as he sings like a lunatic, strutting his naked self in a theatrical way.

“And on that farm he had a PENIS!” The hypnotized bull grabs his cock and flops it around to the tune “E-I-E-I-O~” He starts to flop and throw his long member around randomly in front of the whole class “With an peepee here, an dick dick there.” He lets go of his member and then throws his hips to make his massive schlong loop and spin in a helicopter “Here a dong, there an cock, everywhere a wiener,” The bull continues his cursed run as he sings out “Old MacDonald had a penis! E-I-E-I-O”

The class bursts with laughter at the absurd display and bizarre performance. Jake cackles as he holds his sides and slaps his knee before the kids start to note that the bull has slowed down for another queue.

“Old MacDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-O!” Coach says as he gains the attention of the gym audience “And on that farm he had some PECS!” He says as he grabs his muscular hairy manly chest. “E-I-E-I-O~” His hands squeezed and pulled his meaty tits and even begin accentuate his swollen nipples. 
With a milk milk here, and a nipple there.” The goofy bull puts his fists on his bare hips and starts to bounce and pop his pecs one after the other “Here a ‘boob’, there a ‘moo’, everywhere a biggy-titty,” Coach lets go of his bouncy pecs and jogs on “Old MacDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-O!”

Jake conjures up a beanbag chair and kicks back “Oooohh this is too good.” He snickers as he waves his hand, and every giggling student got a back of popcorn when the bovine trots to come to his next piece.

“Old MacDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-O~” The dancing singing bull twirls and then arches his back as he shows off his muscular ass to the kids “And on that farm he had a BUTT!” His rump wags as he sings “E-I-E-I-O.” The class laugh and point as Coach wiggles his buns and spanks himself playfully. “With a spank-spank here, and a boom-boom here,” He spreads his cheeks and flashes his puffy sphincter a couple of times before slapping his ass some more “Here a butt, there a rump, everywhere a big booty” The cartoonified-minded bovine flips and goes back to his naked jogging, humiliating himself like a crazy idiot for the children “Old MacDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-O~”

Unfortunately, the bull’s silly chorus comes to an almost abrupt ending when his bare hooves clack to the finish line. “Old MacDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-” As soon as he crossed, Coach’s clothing instantly reappear as his body goes right back to the standard trot “Ooooo my God, I’m never gonna live this down.” The pathetic grown-up whines as he keeps on running.

“Heh heh heh…” Jake smirks as he twirls the wand in his little paw, kisses the mystic tool, and kicks back as the hexed bovine continues his self-inflicted penalty run. “Doesn’t get much better than this.”
