Terry did not wince as the she-wolf that had been his girlfriend padded into view.
God, she’s magnificent, he thought. Just like Moonhowler…
The female licked her muzzle. “Mate or food?”
Terry walked slowly toward her massive lupine form, oblivious to the rocketing moon spell behind him. He knelt, reaching out to stroke her furry shoulder.
“I want…” he whispered, as the divine wolf’s head struck his back.
He shuddered, losing his balance. The human braced himself on all fours as the female howled in delight. He was going to join her after all…
Terry’s gaze snapped forward. His amber eyes met Moonhowler’s, locking their spirits as his long hair grew wild and thick. “I…want…mate…”
The two embraced, hands and paws exploring each other’s bodies with total abandon. Moonhowler guided her lover’s changes, stroking him where his fur was
growing and where his ears began tapering.
Terry growled in pleasure as her practiced tongue licked his full erection. She eased him to the ground, and he dug claws into the dirt as she took him inside her
muzzle.
The full moon beckoned to him, and he answered with a wild howl, crazed with lust and euphoric change. His own voice surprised him; it was definitely bestial, yet
somehow…feminine?
The she-wolf continued her claiming, and Terry drowned in rapture as his body expanded and his tail blossomed. So enthralled was he that he barely felt his penis
shrinking, his testicles withdrawing inside his body. Moonhowler altered her actions to the changes, switching from a bobbing motion to a hungry licking as
his…HER new vagina swelled with imminent release.
Terry snarled as her transformed crotch was pleasured, and happily pawed her swelling pecs. They grew quickly into full furry breasts, as large as her mate’s. Two
more pairs followed suit, matching the growth of her muzzle.
Climax came, and the she-wolf that was Terry howled as she rode the waves of pleasure. Her mate crawled atop her lupine form, playfully licking at her beautiful
muzzle. She returned the gesture, quickly forgetting that she was ever a human man.
Amy Sheppard watched the horizon intently, her fledgling astronomical curiosity piqued. She was glad to be here; as strange as Wolf Lake was, it was ideal for
astronomical study.
“Think they’ll hit us?” The brunette beside her clenched her hands together nervously, her blue eyes quivering. Leslie Braun always looked worried, even if
something wasn’t falling from the sky toward them. Amy sometimes wondered if she ever felt joy.
“Nah,” she razzed, waving a hand dismissively. “Most stuff like this burns up in the atmosphere. It’ll be gaseous long before it gets to us.” She tucked her blond
locks behind her well-pierced ears as she jotted down notes on her PDA.
One of the girls mock-howled at the full moon, drawing laughter from some and a contemptuous glare from Amy. “Horror movie bullshit,” she grumbled.
Leslie looked over the other girls here, seventeen in all from the nearby Fielder College, and to the trip moderator, Mr. Stonegard. “Maybe it’ll fall on him.”
Amy smirked, adjusting her long-range focus. The strange globes, seemingly illuminated by reflected moonlight, had blurred when they moved out of position. She
returned her sight to a globe in the middle of the descending cluster, focusing wide to keep track of as many as possible. She noticed for the first time the shape of
the object, its strange points and furrows.
“Bizarre,” she whispered.
“What, what, what?” Leslie looked about ready to leap clear of her skin.
Amy looked sternly in her direction. “Chill, geez!” Her attention went back to the descending object, its luminated muzzle open, baring spectral teeth as it rushed
toward the telescope. The others in the cluster broke away, bearing down on seemingly random locations nearby. The main object lost focus as it drew close to the
ground—to Amy.
“We’re gonna dieeeeee!” Leslie screamed, as the apparitions homed in on everyone inside the campground, last striking her.
She heard gasps and screams from all over the campground, drowned out by the whoosh of the wolf’s head barreling through her telescope and into her chest.
She recoiled in shock, barely conscious of anything but her own aching body, and the whisper inside her mind.
“Sister…join us…”