There was a warm tingling sensation as Chris reached out to the wolf skin. Something felt welcoming to be so close. Chris stretched out and placed his hand on the wolf skin. Running his fingers through its matted pelt, the tingle grew stronger.
“This pelt is soo cool,” He said, smiling fondly. The pelt smelt like the forest. The smell produced images of holidays camping in the woods with his dad. Chris smiled, remembered his powerful old man. He was a giant man, much taller and hairier than him. He suddenly could remember details he haven’t noticed while dad was alive. His darker teeth and his eyes, which were like something belonging to a predatory animal than a man. Still, Chris through, failing to notice the darkening hairs just beginning to trickle down his arm, he was a good guy. Shame he wasn’t around...
There was a flash of light, sending Chris darting back. Joel stumbled back, collapsing on the floor. As the flicker of light died, a fiery power erupted within Chris. He let out a shriek, not because of pain, but from sheer delight. He couldn’t describe what he felt but he soon saw something that sent chills down his spine. His fingered cracked and snapped as his nails thickened into dark claws.
A brief fear took over Chris and as if attempting to escape from his body, he fell backwards. A convulsion shook him on the floor. As he rived on the hard, basement floor, his chest heaved has his tubby belly receded, his arms thickening with developing muscle. Arching himself back, his clawed feet tore through his shored while his jeans were torn off from his thickening legs.
“What’s...what’s arrggg,” His words were cut off as he let out a primal snarl. There was a flash of fear from this beastly noise, but it quickly felt right. Chris was briefly concerned about this feeling, but all thoughts were shifted to the itching sensation as thick fur began to coat his muscle bond body. He dug his claws into his shirt and freed himself from it. He ran his fingers through his furry chest, his hands will shacking with the change overpowering them. It felt like soothing he could have never achieved him his wildest dreams. Thicks and dense with large muscle, along with a strong eight back. He could feel the bumps and grooves that made his solid body. He let out another snarl, his face becoming more wolffish with a delicious snap. His feel shiver further, smiling into a set of thick paws, the changed further altering his legs into a digitigrade stance.
A snag at the base of his spine sent a ripple of sensations through out his massive body. It continued as a tail, thick with a pelt of shaggy fur, grew out from his body. Chris felt himself laugh as his eyes became a vivid, wolfish yellow. In fact, he laugh continued as he rose his gigantic form up onto his new, powerful hind legs. His new eyes set on Joel, who was standing defensively in the other end of the basement. Chris couldn’t fully understand the new instincts warping his mind, but he needed, no, he had to act on them.
The new werewolf Chris approached his friend, continuing the deep, wolffish laugh.