You feel the piercing gaze of the costumed man standing next to you, taking a leak while looking you over. You glance over to see that he's a 8ft tall, astonishingly relistic Werewolf. His bright yellow eyes glow in the dimly lit bathroom. "I'm suprised you made it this far," he says in a low growl of a voice. Confused, you try to respond, only to be intruppted as he continues. "No matter, it's not every day I get to take charge of human duty." You quickly realize something is up. He doesn't even bother zipping his fly before he grabs your shoulders and easily pulls you into a nearby open stall, his bright red cock standing fully erect and exposed to the other patrons as he transferes you. He slams the stall door shut with a loud thud and promptly pulls down his pants exposing his furry ass to you, before squatting down. You watch as the wolfman begins to strain, pushing out a big, soft, green pile of rank smelling shit onto the tiled floor. Disgusted and confused, you try to run but he promptly pins you down on the floor,
and begins pulling your pants down. He uses his one of his big furry paws to spread your ass cheeks apart and with the other he jams one of his thick sausage like, furry, clawed fingers into your asshole. You moan loudly in a fit of pain and pleasure, promptly hearing the giggles of every one of the monsters who saw you dragged in. The werewolf begins to howl in laughter right along with them, scooping his pile of shit off the floor and into your underwear, pulling them back up on you, as he presses and squeezes the warm shit filled garment against your skin, against your ass, against your rapidly hardening cock. You begin enjoying it far more than you imagined you would, you enjoy it so much you can't help but let out a loud wet fart, followed by your own pile of stinking shit, escaping your asshole with an almost orgasmic sensation, filling up your underwear, spilling out onto the floor. You look down at your pile, unwilling to let it go to waste, you do the once unthinkable, you grab a handful and dig in. You begin spooning bite after bite of your own manure into your mouth, at first the sour taste, is too much, but soon you begin to appreciate it, even crave it. The cycle continues as you force out more turds for your ass, and promptly swallow them. Soon, the shit begins to stick to your bit by bit, but you continue to ignore it as your new werewolf friend watches you with glee, for you're now his creation, a big werewolf, not covered in fur, but covered in sticky, thick, shit, with bits of corn replacing your teeth and claws. Pleased with his creation, he has no trouble shoving your dick in his mouth as he sucks you dry as you howl with pleasure, spraying a combination of diarrhea and cum into his mouth, him promptly swallowing it as bits dribble down his furry cheek. He pats your shit covered head, as the two of you leave the stall.