The tall, powerfully built wolfman seemed to halt for a moment just as he stepped within biting distance from Joel, and it seemed his lupine head was swimming, turning side to side. The instincts, at once overpowering and dangerous, were slowly starting to if not disappear become more adherent to Chris' mind. The return of Chris' intellect to the forefront of his decision-making for now had Chris realize how this looked. Him advancing on Joel with a violent, sneering and barking laugh and the expression of fear on his friend's face. Chris was still feeling the instincts running inside of him, but he was a deal more in control now.
It took him a moment to find his voice in this changed, massive body, and the snaps and growls resulting made Joel sink backward on to the floor. Eventually, Chris managed to speak again, "Ahahahaha...sorry about that man...really a dick move on m-my part. I'm...I'm good, I'm not gonna hurt you, bro." His voice was deeper, darker and he occasionally lapsed into a lupine growl, but his words were pretty clear.
Joel seemed to be unable to stand up initially, but did so shakily, grabbing for the surroundings and managing to get himself back up. He asked in an uncertain tone, "C-Chris? Is that...is that really still you inside there...? You're...you're so..."
"Yeah, yeah it's me. Sorry I acted like I was gonna maul you or something." Chris played it off expertly well like it was a prank. When it was really, he knew, that he only managed to seize control in time. Even now, Chris was dealing with the powerful instincts he now had as a werewolf. And he didn't know how he was going to change back, or even if he could...
"Seriously man!?" Joel shook his head, glaring at him, "You scared the bejeebus outta me! N-Never do that again, dude!"
"Yeah, alright, I won't, I won't." Even though Chris' instincts were telling him to assert his power over Joel, being the other male was smaller and weaker now, he resisted that impulse. Chris looked over at the wolf skin and realized just approaching that cursed skin had changed him like this. Damn, this house was really full of crazy stuff...
Joel asked him outright, "Are you...sure you're all good...?" He still seemed scared, and Chris did admit he had every right to be. Especially after what happened.
"Yeah man, I'm sure, I'm sure." Chris said with an audibly irritated growl, looking around and contemplating what to do next, "Man, being this kind of big, crazy beast really leaves a guy feelin' the munchies..." He caught a terrified stare coming from Joel, and shook his head, "No I'm not thinking that. Let's go find something to eat here."
Chris was really feeling like getting some nice, juicy meat. Whereas usually he would enjoy his meat more toward the well done, he was now leaning toward getting something a bit bloodier. Maybe that was just his bestial side coming out into his preferences.
"Then let's get you some food, there has to be something up in the kitchen..." Joel stated, and led the way up and out of the basement. Seeming quite a bit eager to get away from that wolf skin. Chris looked back at it one more time and then turned and started walking behind Joel a fair distance.
As the two emerged back out and went up and out into the kitchen, Joel starting to retrieve some meat from the fridge to cook, Chris found himself thinking about his girlfriend back home, Bethany. He remembered the somewhat less than lively sex life they had, but even thinking about her as he was now made his groin start to stir. His already incredibly tight, shredded pants became a bit tighter at the groin, requiring Chris to calm himself down even as his instincts shouted for him to find Bethany and rut.
Okay, Chris thought to himself, first dinner, then finding out how this werewolf body handles arousal. He panted and breathed, trying to find a way to sit ready by the table. Joel was always the better cook of the two, so Chris didn't really want to hang around and watch him cook for fear of ruining the process and or scaring him into a mistake... Still, even hungry, his instincts were calling for him to go and do a variety of things.