You pick up the mask and head back inside your messy apartment. You feel the skin and fur on your hands, feeling realistic like a real wolfs head. You lift up the moist lips revealing a set of sharp fangs, this mask is crazy. "Watcha got there?" You hear the voice of your roommate Jack behind you. "A Mask...someone just left it at the door," you reply. "Sweet, let me see!" Says Jack, easily snatching it away from you effortlessly, with his much more muscular frame then yours. He seems really excited about it, not suprising considering he's been a closet furry for years now. You watch him slip it on. "How's it look?" He asks. "Perfect!" You reply giving him a thumbs up. Suddenly he seems distraught, dizzy, gripping his head. "Are you alright?!?!" You call out to him, worried. "...just perfect..." he replies, except the voice comes out isn't Jacks voice, the one that comes out is your friend Matts higher pitched one. "J-Jack?" You stammer calling out to your roommate. "Nope," he replies. "It's just me, Matt," the mask now moving with his words. Matt strips off his clothes exposing Jacks naked body, quickly being enveloped in fur, morphing into this Werewolf Matt. "You see I did this to get closer with you, because i've liked you for so long." You try to back away but the creature cuts you off to the door. "But this can work too. I'll have to personalize your werewolf form a little, make you my perfect fuck boy, I want you to be as perfect as you are now." You try to scream for help but Matt pins you to the floor, covering your mouth with his large, furry, clawed mitts, you feel his hard werewolf shaft press up against your body, leaking precum on your clothes. "Don't worry, we'll have fun...just the two of us...."