(AN : this is sort and crappy, but I just wanted to write this for fun, and aquatic creatures aren't usually my jam, emphasis on "usually"
Ps : how do you do a real AN, with the box thingy around it?)
You kneel, grabbing the wolf by the neck, something you would have been unable to do as human.
"Yes...," you wait a few seconds, just to see him squirm, "and no, I have plans for you."
He looks in your eyes, finding only cold anger, and underlying lust.
"As fun as fucking you was," you carefully give his deflating dick a scratch, earning pained yelp, "and no matter how great this new body is..."
You give him a snarl before throwing the wolf in a corner.
"What you are doing in this place is disgusting," rage well up inside you, "both ethically and morally unacceptable! How can you even be at peace with yourself looking like this! Putting others through this!"
He recoiled as you advanced, butting against the wall behind, whimpering. You stop in front of him only to kick him in the groin.
"You know what? Don't bother answering," the sentence came out dripping venom, you could've bottled your words and poisoned someone's diner with it. "You will simply tell me how to stop this madness, and I may consider letting you live," you make a quick example by opening your jaws, inching closer to his throat.
Yet, despite your hate, seeing him so frightened as you ready to turn him around and give his butt a second meeting with your hips.
"I swear I'll destroy his ass the moment I'm done here," you think.
The wolf barks in alarm when you lick his neck, "O-okay, I will show you the exit, I will show you were most of the latex is made, please, don't kill me," he finished, whining. And god darn that whine-nope, stop the latex first, fuck the pup later. But something sticks with what he said.
"Most?"
"Well, the... the main source is in this building, b-but any converted individual will start p-producing a latex mutagen encoded to replicate their exact f-f-form upon any human that would come into contact with it."
Aw, he sounded so cute while stuttering, you might just end up having him as a pet. Who knows, maybe being a latex anthro shark won't be that bad...
You pull out, the wolf letting out a relieved sigh.
"Show the way," you smirk when looks back at you, "Be good, and I might even give you a treat". His questioning gaze fall on your erect cock, and his springs back, half-hard.
Half-heartedly, he lets you keep a hold on his shoulder, and the two of you leave the room.
You wondered as he opened the door.
"Is something going to happen when we get out of this room?"