The tiger leads you to the dimly lit, mens room. "Now get to work," he says. You enthusiastically nod your head. You take a nice deep breath in with your canine nose, you smell shit coming from the stall on the right, you rush in without a second thought and discover that the toilets clogged. You stare at the shit-caked bowl, unable to look away, overloaded with strange new urges, you decide to plunge your werewolf snout into the bowl, slurping down the soft, brown shit into your gapping maw. You stick your paws in and continue to shovel it in, staining your once beautiful white coat. You proceed to lick the bowl clean, evauntually leaving a toilet that looks almost brand new. You step away from the bowl and pick up the scent of more shit, this one much fresher than the other. You feel your massive canine cock push against your pants. Unable to resist you barge into the stall, discovering a large leather dressed biker on the toilet. He opens his mouth to scream but in no time you have him bent over, snout in his ass, licking up the cheesy smelling turds resting inside. You hold his hairy cock in your paw and gently stroke it. He understands what you want. You feel the biker asshole start to open, pushing out a large green log that you quickly gobble up, smearing it against your palms, as you swallow it you decide there's something you have to do. You stick your cock into his fat ass, dominating over him, thrusting in and out as he moans in pleasure, slowly transforming, fur covering his body. You feel yourself start to cum, feeling a tidal wave of thick werewolf seman burst forth as you both howl in pleasure, satisfied.