You sternly look at your new followers and think of what you want to do with them. You could let them all breed and ensure your new species next generation or... You look over to your two wives. They notice your piercing gaze and trepidatiously step forward towards you. To your surprise you could see the barest hint of a baby bump on the both of them... your baby, no one elses. Your offspring. This thought triggered something primordial in your very soul. You immediately lighten up, perking your ears and putting on a much less menacing face. Alice works up the courage to speak "My master, are you worried about something?"
You lift her up and with your long lupine tongue you give an long doggy lick across her slightly distended tummy, matting up her pristine fur.
A loud "Yip!" of surprise comes out of Alice's muzzle."Of course not my love, especially since I can see our demigod children developing nicely in both of my wives womb"
You let her down on her paws, your massive muscles barely exerting any effort. "In fact it would be a shame if all our new people were not direct descendants of Fenrir himself..."
Alice and Rebecca trade a quizzical look. the females all around the palace seem to get excited. and the males look a bit disappointed. With a simple wave of your hand, a change beset the large crowd. All the Males started to shift towards a more feminine frame. Long wolf dicks started to shrink and be enveloped by a growing flower. You Say "do not worry my loyal followers, you will all be able to carry my pure seed onto the next generation." Afterwards an army of sultry wolf girls were standing before you, ready and willing to be breed by their lord and savior. Tits large and small leaking milk and a growing puddle of femcum filling the temple grounds. Looking at your fertile feilds you think one more change is in order. You grab a relic from next to your thrown, a medievel style chivalric order with different canine species embossed on each cross section section. You hold it up and a blinding ray of light causes all to avert their gaze.
A moment later and the all female broad see that their forms are not all lupine in nature. There were dog anthros of every sort, poodles, dobermans, and rottweilers among many others. Vixens and Coyotes, Maned wolfs and Jackals, fennec foxs and even the odd hyena. All your original followers including Rebecca and Alice remained Wolves as the likes of you, but the diversity of your pack was amazing.
At this point the masses where whining and fidgeting, like domesticated dogs who were told to sit and were just barely remaining restrained until their master gives them the signal. You imagine your puppies growing in every single one of their wombs, and your cognizent mind starts to leave you for your baser urges, you growl in barely restrained lust ans you think of the stronger, faster, smarter, more loyal, more empathetic, more efficent, in every way more superior race that humanity will ascend to through your direct bloodline. You will be the Atom and they will be your Eve's. Your beastly member is hard as adamantium and is ready to plow your fields for as long as it is required. Fields of rounded doggy belies panting loudly in satisfaction role through your mind, as you prowl forwards on all fours towards your divine duties.