Halven and Brixton try to break away from their captors, but there's just no way to overpower them. With no way to free themselves, they're forced to once more watch what is occurring to Kurt. The hunter having now fully presented himself for the black furred werewolf. Kurt comfortably on all fours, ass raised for the wolf who is wrapped around him. The werewolf having one arm tightly holding Kurts chest, and the other reaching for his cock. Stroking the hunter as he releases grunts of pleasure, Kurt in a state of pure arousal as the werewolf begins to line himself up with the mans ass.
Halven and Brixton gasp when they see the werewolfs cock. Emerging from his sheath, a thick and long wolf cock, knot already present. There's no damn way that something that big will fit into Kurt... but that doesn't stop the wolf. Slowly, he starts to force his oversized shaft into the hunters ass, Kurts groans becoming louder and louder as he finds himself penetrated by the werewolf. The pack howling and cheering the moment an inch finds itself in, while Halven and Brixton are shocked by what they're seeing. Kurt has not only been claimed by the wolf, but he seems to be taking it all fine. No signs of pain, all signs of enjoyment.
"Please... keep going... I need more..."
Kurt starts to beg the now chuckling wolf as it pushes deeper and deeper. The hunters cock reaching its limit as it coats the wolfs hand in seed. The beast grinning in victory as the rest of his prick is forced into the man, every portion of it now inside him as the wolf takes a moment before thrusting. Pressing everything he is into this hunter, as Kurt endures and remains firm. Not budging an inch despite his athletic frame being contrasted with the wolfs bulky one. His muscles built for running rather than fighting. It's unnatural that he can hold all this pressure and weight given what he is facing... and that unnatural aspect is quickly revealed to the onlookers.
Halven and Brixton cannot help but notice fur on their friend. Kurts chest beginning to not only widen and gain bulk, but find itself protected by grey fur. Each thrust of the wolf causing more fur to grow and spread, Kurts own chest soon matching the other wolves of the pack, and his arms quickly following suit. Gaining their own increase in muscle and covering of fur, hands turning to claws as they dig into the dirt for support. His legs gaining similar treatment as his cock hides itself in a newly formed sheath. Emerging seconds later as a full and knotted wolf cock, that is quickly being stroked by the werewolf who is fucking him.
The transforming hunter glances at his own body with pure joy, innocently smiling as his face begins to extend into a snout. Tongue lolling out of his mouth and ears moving to the top of his head. His visage being lost to the two hunters as the seconds pass, Kurts features being replaced with those of the pack. Another werewolf made from what was once their companion and friend. Kurts howls filling the forest as the other wolf begins to thrust harder, holding firm as a spray of white is released into the former hunters ass.
Kurt only has a second to process this before the black furred wolf pulls out, roughly pushing him to the ground. Kurts tail wags rapidly as he follows along, rolling onto his back as his transformer climbs on top of him. Kurt still small compared to the werewolf who converted him, yet now much larger and stronger than any human ever was. Him and his new alpha exploring the others bodies, howling for a few moments, before sharing a deep kiss. The entire pack excited for the new recruit, while Halven and Brixton are in despair over the loss of a friend.
After a moment of this intimacy, the two werewolves stand. Kurt looking at his former friends with a grin, his new deep voice growling for a moment as he speaks.
"Feels good guys... you'll like it... so join the pack!"
Desperation overtakes Halven and Brixton once more as the entire pack is focused on them. Halven still tackled to the ground by the white furred wolf, and Brixton still held tightly against the werebears musclegut of a chest. Both hunters realising just what is to come for them, as their captors expressions are lust filled, and their cocks hardened and pressing against their captives.