You creak open the door riddled with claw marks to find, much to your suprise, a tv room, complete with a massive recliner with a mini fridge next to it. Directly ahead of it is a giant flat screen tv, rigged up to a massive entertainment center, the big game is playing on the screen with amazing 1080p hd picture. They won't mind if you stay and watch for a little while, you reason to yourself.
You open up the mini fridge and much to your pleasure, it's stockpiled with all sorts of snacks for your enjoyment. You grab a bottle of beer labeled ,"Wolf Cum," in worn brown letters and a plate of nachos. You sit down in the recliner, soon realizing the sheer girth and height of the person it's made for as it all but swallows you up as you struggle to get comfortable. You quickly manage to nestle yourself in the center of the massive chair and begin to watch.
You crack open the beer and sip the cool beverage, you don't normally like beer all that much, but this kind is freaking delicious. You continue to drink, taking time to shovel the nacho mix into your mouth in between drinks, finding yourself hungrier and hungrier as you drink. You manage to finish the giant tub of nachos in no time and reach over and pull out a platter of chicken wings and the cycle continues as you become lost in the food and the game as the Lions begin to take the lead. You become so lost you don't notice the subtle changes as the begin to happen, as you begin to start gaining weight, and become more hairy, face slowly morphing, becoming inhuman. You continue to watch until the final inning, continuing the gluttonous cycle. The game is tied, clock ticking away, almost over. You feel the sweat of excitement drip down your many chins. Then the Lions score the game winning touchdown, winning the game. You let out a loud howl of excitement, with a voice that you quickly realize is far too deep to be your own. You look down into one of the many dishes that you licked clean. Staring back at you from the tin foil pan, is a massively obese werewolf.
If you were still human you'd imagine you'd be much more suprised, instead you simply just shrug, being filled with sheer laziness and apathy, you just don't care, you're content in this new form.
You don't bother even getting up out of the recliner, that now you easily fill up. You just begin flipping through the channels naked, as your clothes were destroyed in the transformation. You gran another beer and keep flipping until you find one of your old favorite movies "Westly Werewolves," and it's about to get to the transformation. The man looks up at the moon and begins to stretch and contort into the beast. You feel your cock stand on end, somehow aroused by it, despite having seen this many times before, you seem to be feeling something new. You place your giant paw over your leaking organ, you feel so incredibly horny watching the poor man stretch and contort into a monster just like you. You can't help but rub your hand up and down your thick cock, harder and harder as time passes, as you see him become more and more animal. You feel it build up right near the end as the two of you both howl in unison, his in despair, yours in pleasure as your thick hairy cock erupts with gooey, thick yellow, cum. You pant with glee from your orgasm, far surpassing any human one. Soon you calm down and keep watching your movie.
The movie continues as you keep watching. About an hour in you feel the urge to use the toilet, but instead you raise your tail against the leather of the seat and push out a thick green log, smearing against your brown, hairy back. You let a stream of piss roll down your leg too, you're far too far along to care as you continue to watch your movie, sitting and watching tv for what feels like eternity as your fridge manages to constantly refill, never getting up slowly building the throne of scat beneath you, leaving yourself as a fat filthy werewolf, covered in food and shit.