You know you should run. Tara is a werewolf now and it is impossible to help her now. Unfortunately at that moment a new scent assails you and you find yourself captured by arousal. Tara stands 7' ft tall and you can't tear your eyes away. You watch every movement of her breasts as they sway from her breathing. You notice her tail swinging behind her as she begins to aproach you arousal in her wolfish eyes. As she approaches you, the scent that has captured you grows stronger. New thoughts invade your mind and you reach out to hold Tara, needing her. Her muzzle turns up in a grin as her claws slash away at your shirt. She then grabs you and takes you down on the ground. As she does so you grab at your pants now painfully erect. Your only thought now is becoming a werewolf. You need this. Tara spots this and tears at your pants freeing your member, which she proceeds to mount. She begins to thrust as your mind is enthralled in rapture.
She plunges her face forward kissing you in shared passion. As your bodys lock euphoria rises as you feel your body change like hers. You feel fur beginning to spread blossoming outward from your nether region in waves. You let out a gasp, which already starts to sound like a growl, as you feel your shaft lengthen to further please you captor. Her tongue explores your mouth, running over lengthening canines as your face pulls forward to accomidate your new teeth. You barely notice a tearing sound as a tail rips thru the shreaded back of your pants. Your ears feel like they are being pulled turning into points as they force their way up to the top of your head. Your hands claw at your furry partners back, grabbing at her generously preportioned behind, as your nail turn black and extend into clawed paws. You find you cannot contain yourself any longer you explode into your werewolf lover, with each thrust removing any trace of the man you were. The new you pulls your muzzle away from your lover to let out a howl, which she happily joins as you howl away your last shread of humanity.