Now that Dave was this huge wheel of beautiful, muscular male legs, I thought he'd like more roommates, since I had classes to go to; I figured the guys in the dance classes would be naturally the most enthusiastic about living with a guy who is all legs.

First, it was me they wanted to live with, because of my four legs. I actually was loving being four-legged. I admit having four of them was extremely arousing to me personally. Especially since I now had two of my penises, which seemed to be so glad to be near each other that they kept each other aroused night and day.

I was the "centaur" of attention on campus, which I didn't try to discourage, really; I wore jeans rolled up a little at my four ankles, and I favored flipflops because they were so comfortable on my four feet, and kind of showed them off, or I'd wear a couple pairs of pairs of shorts because they made my four legs as comfortable as my four feet were in flipflops. And Dave's come had done wonders for all four of my legs; they were now as long, muscular and sleek as a superhero's.

When the guys marveled at my four legs, I just passed myself off as a volunteer in stem cell research. I'd swear them to secrecy, saying it was because it was for top-secret space research for future colonies on other planets where four legs were needed for the otherworldly terrain and gravity; I told them my cover story was to say I just had a rare family trait of four-leggedness.

They loved being in on my secret, and as the story spread about my four legs I marveled in turn at the politeness and support I got from everyone, and the guys seemed glad to have a reason to get to know me and talk to me about my four legs and squeeze or pat my hind ass or offer to massage my four feet (I always said yes!).

Especially the guys in the dance class. They could appreciate great legs because they had to work so hard to develop theirs. I felt a bit unworthy because since Dave's come made me four-legged, I didn't have to work at all to keep my four legs in top shape; they stayed that way all by themselves, just like Dave's.

So yeah, it was me they wanted to room with, at first. I didn't blame them, and I knew that they'd really want to room with Dave once they met him and saw him for what he was–an awesome, unbelievably beautiful wheel of handsomely-muscled legs, beautiful male legs and beautiful male feet worthy of a Michaelangelo, and as expressive and gentle as Dave's sweet personality. And so hot, he'd be welcome on any planet.

Anyway, I got Curtis, Jesse and Trevor to room with Dave and me. Introducing them to Dave was amazing. Dancers all, they instinctively disrobed, sensing the majesty of Dave's wheel of legs and overwhelmed by the beauty of his dozens of rather fetching, handsomely shaped male feet. Each dancer presented himself and his bare dancer's body to Dave in his own unique way.

Trevor approached Dave's wheel of legs from the front, his eyes wide in slow wonder as they looked first at Dave's several beautiful pairs of bare feet on the floor facing him, and then followed them as they circled upward from the floor, their toes facing upward as they ascended to the ceiling, the feet at the top of the leg wheel upside down and their soles pressed flat against the ceiling, their toes facing the rear of the leg wheel, and then down the back of the wheel, their toes facing downward, as Dave's feet circled down the back of the leg wheel towards their several pairs of brothers on the floor, where their toes faced forward, towards Trevor.

Trevor stood naked at the front of Dave's beautiful wheel of legs, feeling the warmth radiating from their sleek, powerful muscles, and took four of Dave's handsome feet in his hands. He brought his lips to them and kissed them. Dave reached several more of his feet to Trevor and gently pulled him in, enveloping him in his beautiful, long-muscled pairs of legs. Trevor sighed with the comfort of being enveloped in so many beautiful long male legs, and gently released the four feet he'd been kissing.

He moved in closer to Dave and wrapped his own legs around two or three pairs of Dave's, and reached in to hug more pairs of them, loving the muscular swell of their beautiful thighs and calves, and the handsome toes and beautiful arches of their large, gentle, dangling feet.

It was amazing watching Dave's large, sensitive, beautifully-shaped feet gently find the beauty of Trevor's body.

Several of Dave's feet reached to feel it, turning gently on their ankles, coursing over the muscles and contours of Trevor's dancer's body, caressing Trevor with all of their gentle, smooth soles, and enjoying the feel of Trevor's beautiful dancer's body. Trevor flushed, so aroused by beauty of these sublimely masculine, sensitive expressions of Dave's beauty and gentleness, his beautiful, beautiful pairs of feet.

Curtis, Jesse and I had to hold each other as we watched, jacking ourselves as we nakedly embraced each other; it was almost too much to bear, watching the beauty of Trevor's body as it was smoothed all over by the fleet of handsome feet that gradually encased it.

Trevor greeted each beautiful new foot with a kiss, as one after the other would present itself for Trevor's kiss, then smooth itself along Trevor's round delts and down along his smooth triceps and biceps.

More Dave-feet found Trevor's protuberant glutes, resting there, beautiful Dave-feet gently loving the firmness and the fine form of Trevor's handsome ass as they planted their long, handsome soles on Trevor's ass and all over his fine body, new feet continually joining them.

Dave's legs and feet actually flushed with arousal, his beautiful multiple feet alive with a glow of warmth. His pairs of sleek, muscular male legs appeared to grow dizzy and clumsy with arousal as they surrounded Trevor, whose own legs grew weak as his body swooned, collapsing into Dave's wheel of legs. As Trevor collapsed, his immense penis warmly landed full-length against a couple of Dave's equally aroused penises.

All of Dave's penises were florid and flushed as they stiffened into their full giant arousal, as his wonderful pairs of legs feasted on the sweetness of their gentle physical contact with Trevor's beautiful, swooning body.

Clutched by a loving embrace of Dave's legs, Trevor recovered somewhat.

Dave raised a few pairs of his legs up to allow Trevor to find and enter him. Trevor grabbed a pair of the beautifully raised male thighs and pulled them against him, plunging his achingly aroused hardon into the welcoming ass, plunging into Dave with a groan. Trevor groaned even louder as another pair of Dave's legs plunged its huge hardon into Trevor's ass.

Curtis, Jesse and I jacked ourselves, jacked our giantly aroused, aching penises into orgasm, groaning as we held on to each other's naked bodies and as we came, coming all over each other (my hind hardon shot huge, splattering volumes of its hot, pulsing come all over the back of my front legs, all over the back of my front balls, all over the heels of my front feet, and all over my hind feet and the floor).

The three of us could barely stand on our own bare feet on the come-slicked floor as we held each other for balance and for relief, overwhelmed by the beauty of Dave and Trevor as they mated.

Dave's huge penise pumped and pumped Trevor full great, pulsing hot wads of Dave's powerful come. Trevor groaned and cried, tears in his eyes, as he clasped Dave's thighs with all his might, Trevor's own ass and thighs distended by Dave's penis and its massive ejaculations.

Trevor's beautiful dancer's legs wrenched themselves into four as he screamed, transformed by Dave's powerful come. They were perfect copies of his original dancer's legs, of his original beautiful hind. Dave plunged another of his pulsing hardons into Trevor's new hindquarters, as Trevor screamed and ejaculated, now ejaculating out of hugely aroused penises.

Dave and Trevor spasmed repeatedly as Trevor screamed and groaned, crying, kissing Dave's beautiful legs and feet, coming uncontrollably from his new pair of hardons, lost among so many aroused Dave-legs and feet. They held Trevor and caressed him, the gentle feet stroking his hair, caressing him and holding him as Trevor moaned, muffled among Dave's legs, Trevor's huge ejaculations spasming and spasming.

After a while, Trevor's muffled moans turned to gentle groans of pleasure and relief as his twin ejaculations gradually subsided. Trevor's own beautiful dancer's feet feet, now four, relaxed and let themselves hang freely and heavily from their four ankles as they were lifted with Trevor's four legs and the rest of Trever from the floor as Dave rolled back in something like a swoon of his own, pulling Trevor to the to the top of Dave's wheel of legs, where Trevor and Dave's legs rested in a warm multiple-leg embrace, sleek and hot with come.

Jesse, flushed and blown away just like Curtis and me from watching Trevor and Dave's legs make love, gave us a kiss and separated from our warm, naked, come-soaked three-man hug, and walked his aroused dancer's body to Dave. He gathered several of Dave's beautiful feet by the ankles and brought the feet to his lips, loving and kissing them, pressing them to his cheeks.

He guided the feet to his shoulders and chest to let them heavily rest there, then smoothed his hands along their ankles, calves and thighs. He lay the clusters of heavy legs over his shoulders, letting them rest there as he moved in closer, going in deep among the warmth of Dave's thighs to reach their handsomely-muscled asses, squeezing the thighs, then gently squeezing several of Dave's beautiful glutes, one handsome ass after another.

You could tell Dave liked that; it seemed to surprise him at first because except for those legs that embraced Trevor, Dave's legs and feet all around the leg wheel spasmed, then visibly relaxed as Dave got used to feeling Jesse's hands massaging so many of his handsome hinds near the center of his awesome wheel of legs.

The pairs of legs even contorted a bit, the long, beautiful legs working to give Jesse's hands more room to reach each handsomely muscular ass, as Jesse worked Dave's perfect ass-muscles, moving from one set to the next.

Jesse was in so deep it was hard to see him, with so many pairs of Dave-legs enclosing him in their embrace; you could barely see Jesse's bare feet, which were actually standing on stray pairs of Dave's bare feet. You could see Jesse's hands where they reached out from within Dave's pairs of legs to find and squeeze his asses, one after the other.

That got Dave really aroused, we could tell, obviously, by the major boners he was sprouting everywhere. From overhead, Trevor stirred his four legs and groaned, muffled, from inside a cocoon of Dave's legs up on top of the wheel of legs.

"Oh, keep doing whatever you're doing," he called to Jesse, his voice rich with lust, oddly musical and muffled from among the forest of long-muscled thighs, bulging calves, and handsome ankles and feet that surrounded and squeezed him.

"He's loving it—and I'm . . . mmmm," he trailed off, groaning with pleasure, lost among Dave's beautiful legs and feet.

Soon all of us were lost, aroused and coming, among the amazingly gentle, muscular long legs, the endless pairs of friendly, loving, gorgeous male feet, the awesome Dave-asses to fuck and the enormous penises to ride, all the more as Dave's come transformed us, come-pounded us into four-leggedness as we screamed and cried.

We were out of our minds in love with Dave's plethora of legs and unable to stop coming from our own new multiple penises into Dave's multiple, welcoming hindquarters even as ours welcomed his huge, ejaculating erections.

It's funny how I don't even remember going to school the next day, or whether I wore clothes or not, or whether my four feet even touched the ground.

I must have been barefoot, because my four flip-flops were tumbled in a pile in the house where I must have kicked them off before I left for school (or had I kicked them off before I made love to Dave's legs with Trevor, Jesse and Curtis?)

I do remember my classmates (as well as guys who were perfect strangers) hugging me, wishing me well, telling me they had never seen me so in love, holding me as I cried and laughed, and generally grabbing me and making love to me and my four legs.

I wasn't drunk, but guys sheperded me as if I was, and a group of my classmates and members of the dance class surrounded me and held me as they helped me walk my four legs home. Through the haze I remember how everyone was talking about what they'd heard about how beautiful Dave was as a leg wheel.

So as we got me home, I wasn't surprised to find a houseful, and it did look like party time. They'd gotten Dave's beautiful plethora of long-muscled legs to wheel themselves out into the living room, with its high ceiling, and the room echoed with the laughter and groans of the guys as they enjoyed him and each other.

It was cool to see a lot of our friends there, and even cooler to see they'd been making love to Dave. You could tell because they seemed aroused and kinda stoned, like I was, from Dave's powerful come. It was a pretty erotic party, all of the guys handsome and aroused, all of them with their legs naked or totally naked, because all the guys were walking and dancing on multiple pairs of legs; everyone had sprouted extra feet; no one could stay away from the gentle capture of Dave's wheel of beautiful feet and gentle, muscular, long legs.

I had to smile, looking at one of the guys who was now tangled in Dave's legs at the top of the leg wheel, since the guy at the top of the leg wheel was the captain of our swim team, now multilegged and naked, save for cowboy hat. At the bottom of Dave's wheel of legs, where several pairs of his gorgeous feet kissed the floor, two of the dancers, Matt and Arch, sat together, leaning their naked backs against several of Dave's calves, talking to each other while massaging and kissing some of Dave's big, handsome bare feet.

Dave had so many of these pairs of feet to stand on that it was easy for Matt and Arch to pull one or more of them into their laps; Dave could spare them, and Dave seemed pleased to lend them to Matt and Arch, as they massaged one handsome Dave-foot after another, almost unconscious of their own splayed foursomes of long legs and bare feet as they tended to Dave's.

Nearby, there were more cowboy hats, with country music playing, where about six of the guys were doing a visually awesome naked line dance, their bodies so toned and handsome, even more so for looking somewhat centaur-like with their foursomes of dancer's legs and feet, although some had sets of six instead of four. It was mesmerizing to watch all the sets of naked male feet place themselves to and fro in rhythm with the music, and to watch the handsome, aroused multilegged boys turn and strut this way and that on their multiple bare feet, expertly following the patterns of the line dance.

Trevor, his dancer's body more sleek and muscular than ever, especially with the pronounced curves and swells of his six spectacular legs, was on the long, low sofa, mating passionately with himself, the both of him six-legged. He could not stop, his muscular bodies and their tangle of his spectacular legs endowed with such sexual energy from his earlier infusion of Dave-come that he could only sweat and flex, lost in love with himself as both of him worked each other into orgasm one after the other, totally aroused and hopelessly in love with each other.

Meanwhile, the captain of our swim team, Graham, on top of Dave's wheel of legs in his cowboy hat, rode Dave's wheel of legs as if it were a giant bronco. He sat what were now his multiple hindquarters comfortably on several of Dave's. I realized Dave was penetrating all of Graham's handsome swimmer's asses, as Graham rocked and writhed with pleasure.

"Oh my god," Graham laughed, flushed and breathing hard, as his sleek pairs of legs held onto dozens of Dave's.

"I'm a hextaur, I think," he smiled, trying to look back to see how many pairs of legs he had now, interlaced with Dave's. "Or maybe an octotaur. Giddyap!"

Outside on the lawn, Guy and Adam were walking their foursomes of legs along together on the cool green grass while leaning their shoulders against each others', laughing as their foursomes of bare feet stepped along carefully as they kept their mutual balance. But soon one of them slipped and over they both went together onto the grass, in a toppling of feet, laughing as they caught each other, tumbled on the grass, their legs hopelessly tangled. They both tried to sit up among the tangle of the beautiful legs and feet.

"No wonder," Guy laughed, grabbing one of Adam's sleek, grass-stained feet. "You've got six of these." Adam stared, his handsome face wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

"I must have just grown them, he said. "Dave pumped me more than I realized."

"That turns me on," Adam said, gently pulling Guy's face to his and burying him in a kiss as they both sprouted a forest of huge hardons among their long, tangled pairs of legs.

I was getting boned, watching them, when a sweet, slightly French-accented male voice addressed me.

"How do you explain these," Aalais, asked, walking his exquisite foursome of legs in my direction. He his complexion was like white porcelain, but his acqueline, hollow cheeks were dark with the hint of a permanent five oclock shadow, which complimented his dark, flashing eyes and long jet-black hair, and the fine black hair on his four legs. It ended just at his four beautiful white feet, which had only a little of it.

He was holding up six perfect slender arms, six perfect, slender, wrists, from which six beautiful long-fingered hands hung, and looking at me quizzically. "How could I get six hands from a leg wheel? The four legs I understand."

"They're to help you celebrate, mon cher," said Brandon, a handsome surfer boy who could now easily hang twenty. He had been looking for Aalais and was carrying a small tray of wine glasses, and tried to offer them to Aalais.

"No, no, no," smiled Aalais, his dark eyes smiling at Brandon, his six delicately beautiful hands trying to resolve among them selves which one to waggle a reproving index finger at Brandon, finally two of them doing it, out of synch with each other, as the other four hands hung there, beautiful and confused.

"Please?" said Brandon, kneeling his four fine surfer's legs so that he was looking up at Aalais, who blushed, flattered and more than ever unsure of what to do with so many hands, so much so that he forgot that he had four legs. One of his hind feet unconsciously smoothed itself against the other as he tried to figure out what to do.

He flashed a brief, almost apologetic smile and reached one of his hands for a glass.

"I take one," he smiled at Brandon, the hand bringing the glass back among his other beautiful hands, which hovered around it.

"You've got six hands, so take two," Brandon said. "It looks better."

"Ok, two," Aalais smiled, blushing anew, another of his six hands taking a glass. Two others of his hands helped the first pair sheperd their glasses of wine; the remaining pair of hands remained at a loss, hanging there helplessly from their beautiful wrists. He shyly took a sip from one glass, then with the other hands brought the second glass to his lips and sipped from it. "I am not used to having so many hands," he smiled at Brandon.

"Dude, they're awesome on you," Brandon smiled back, still holding the little tray.

"Merci," smiled Aalais, blushing and shifting on his four bare feet, taking another couple of sips from the glasses.

I noticed that a lot of the guys were starting to look as if what had happened to me was happening to them, as if Dave's come had made them sort of stoned or drunk.

They were laughing and looked a little clumsy–a bunch of them were wheeling Dave's giant wheel of male legs out onto the lawn, laughing and leaning against him, kind of herding him and getting their multiple legs tangled, falling down on each other laughing, mating freely with each other as the rest of the rolled Dave's gorgeous wheel of legs out into the beautiful sunshine, where their beautiful muscles and feet gleamed.

The guys were so aroused, so in love with Dave, and he appeared to be just as aroused and in love with them.

It was penises everywhere, on Dave, and on all the laughing, stumbling guys, huge penises, dangling, and either dripping with precum, coming, or dripping with the final gobs of a just-finished orgasm as the boys laughed and stumbed on their four legs, some on their six or eight legs, leaning into Dave's awesomely muscled legs as they helped him roll/stumble along.

He was beautiful in the sunlight, and so were they.

Some of the guys wore caps, as well as muscle shirts that highlighted their round delts and broad shoulders, but they left their multiple long-muscled legs naked, mounting each other freely as they fell away laughing from trying to push Dave's leg wheel.

Matt, wearing a trim black goatee and looking cute in his black cap and black muscle shirt, was laughing in the sunlight and stumbling on his six naked legs, apparently overcome by just having had his three asses pumped full of Dave's come. He stumbled on his six beautiful legs and fell down onto the lawn, laughing and rolling on the grass, and as he orgasmed he became two, his new self naked but equally handsome and six legged. They lay together a while on the lawn, laughing gently, and after a while Matt took his cap off and put in on his new self, kissing him as they started to make love to each other.

I realized that Dave seemed as stupefied by the guys' love as they were by his. I managed to gather my four legs and walk them over to Dave, whose wheel of legs was now on its side, his handsome legs radiating in all directions.

His feet sensed me there, and he raised a group of his legs up to welcome me in, and I climbed in and let them close all round me. The long, warm leg muscles felt so good as they gently held me. I kissed the foot nearest me, so gorgeous in the sunlight, so beautiful among its dozens of brother feet, all so lazy and relaxed.

Funny, now that I was surrounded by Dave's legs, I could feel my own four legs starting to twinge, and I knew I'd soon be six-legged. It was such an arousing feeling, and I could see most of the boys, drunk with Dave's come, aroused by the sight of each other's multiple legs as they stumbled and mated with one another.

It was kind of cute to see Brandon and Aalais, Brandon the strapping surfer boy on his four legs, so aroused by delicate Aalais and his beautiful plethora of arms. Aalaise seemed to finally come to terms with having six arms, and gently wrapped them around Brandon. The two of them stumbled on their foursomes of legs as they embraced, their front and hind penises spasming with great jets of hot, leaping come as they let themselves fall to the lawn, lost in each other.