The couple had curled back up on the couch and let the changes happen at points they could barely focus on the movie for fascination with their own body changes. After another hour they both had the nubby starts tails, Mary was grateful that she had a short start to a muzzle and they each had various patches of fur. Mary's on her shoulders and back, Xander's on his torso. On the next hour another big change happened in Mary. Her hands turned completely into big, wolf paws. They were coated in soft, white, fur and Mary couldn't help but rub one over the other, like petting them. Xander enjoyed petting them too, running his still human (if not a little too hairy) fingers over them.
He looked at the clock to see how much time had passed and furrowed his brow, confused. The symbols on the clock didn't mean anything to him. "What's wrong?" Mary asked, looking concerned at the face her was making. What had she just said? He tried to vocalize a word, any word at all, only to release a small growl. Mary said something else he couldn't understand and he looked at her again. He was still confused, the person on the couch didn't look like a wolf, but it smelled like a wolf, and a female one at that. He leaned in and sniffed her chest and she pushed his face away with her paws. Insistently he sniffed at her again, trying to puzzle out just what she really was. Instinctively, he pinned her down and started sniffing her from the top of her head back down to her chest.
"Xander cut it out!" Mary's voice was rising with her panic. Her boyfriend was acting just like a dog. No, not a dog, a wild wolf! How was she supposed to handle a wild wolf in the house? And then she realized in horror, this process was eventually going to change her mind as well! All weekend they would just be two wild wolves trapped in their house. She suddenly didn't have time to think about that as Xander shoved his short muzzle into her crotch and started sniffing her their as well. Without thinking, she smacked his nose with on of her paws and she saw him scrunch up his face before he pounced on her. He licked her face with his canine tongue. She could feel his erection through his pants. She felt a wash of arousal rush over her and said out loud "Aw, what the hell." This had been what tonight was about anyhow.
She helped him work his way out of his jeans before unbottoning her own. Eagerly, Xander tore them off of her and didn't waste any time penetrating. Mary gasped. He was being rougher than usual, and Mary kind of liked it.