Mikey couldn't move, fear settling into his eyes, his body, his bones, as he watched the wolf stalk closer to him. He squealed I surprise and fear as the creature ran it's tongue over his crotch, his small member twitching in response to the stimulation. He blushed a little, still frightened, trying not to whimper as the wolf began to lick his cock more frequently. The stimulation was slowly beginning to get to him, his member hardening to a full four inches, the wolf digging it's tongue right in. Finally, Mikey, filled with fear, was moaning, but he wasn't wanting what was happening to him to happen. He rolled over, trying to crawl away, but that didn't help, as the wolf settled into lapping at the boy's tight hole, penetrating him with every other lick. He squealed a bit louder, surprise settling into him, the pleasure filling his mind becoming more and more heavy on him. His skin began to feel hot, itching, crawling, and he couldn't help himself. His arms collapsed beneath him, and he lay there, his ass in the air, the wolf rimming his hole with such vigor. That was when the changes began to settle into him.