Once evening came, it was time to put the plan I’d made over the day into action.
Thanks in no small part to the Ring, while everyone around me had believed I was simply getting on with my job, in reality I’d used the time to make some…observations…about Sarah.
To be sure, it was a surprise to learn about her - to some people - bizarre fetishes, and that she’d managed to hide it from me for as long as she did. Not so much as it matching my own so closely, which had given me the perfect idea to massively ramp up the Spice in the coming hours.
“Are you even listening?” Sarah’s voice forced me back to the here and now.
“Sorry honey, I zoned out there for a moment.” Not a lie at least, and quite believable “What was that again?”
“I said” Sarah began with a somewhat exasperated sigh “You were in that shower a long time, tell me you didn’t use all the water.”
“Ah, well no worries, there’s plenty left.” And thanks to the Ring, there’s no way there wouldn’t be.
“Good, there’ll be time then.” Sarah made for the bathroom, leaving her clothes in the bedroom, and me alone to start my work on her.
‘And myself.’ I mentally added with a smirk, heading downstairs to the lounge after leaving behind the bath sheets, and not needing to put anything on.
It was now, seated and with the curtains closed - alongside one carefully worded wish to keep unwanted eyes from seeing me - that I pulled up the mental pictures needed to:
“I wish that both myself and my wife, Sarah were Werewolves, out Lupine Forms being the ones I saw Sarah have on her computer, the ones I imagine in my head.” I spoke quietly, “I also wish that these forms can be shifted into at Will, while Sarah chooses to shift into that form right now, as will I.” I concluded, ready for the magic to begin.
And almost immediately it did just precisely that, a hot prickling coursing from head to toe, skin appearing to darken as fur pushed out, pads spreading along palms and soles where claws replaced fingernails. A cracking noise - or perhaps I’d simply imagined it - coincided with the pushing of my face outward to form a very recognisably lupine muzzle, new canine teeth filling it out nearly as quick as it formed. Layer upon layer of thick heavy muscle packed on, the thick coat of dark-grey fur the only reason I surmised for not seeing what would have been some serious Abs. a stretching at the base of my spine forced me forwards and off the couch to allow my tail to finish.
The enlarging of my cock and balls finished the - surprisingly not all that painful - transformation, as I slowly rose to standing, making for a mirror in the hallway on slightly-unsteady feet, I just HAD to see the results in full.
Looking myself over, I couldn’t help but smile at the results, well, as best I could with the face I wore. A near-bodybuilder physique hidden under a thick, yet short coat of grey fur, tufts of white dotting it. Sharp claws that I swore could carve through anything. And a serious package between my legs!
And, were I to check, I supposed that I was likely standing at a good eighty-five inches if the pointed ears at the top of my head were excluded.
A low howl that even with my sharper hearing I almost missed alerted me Sarah clearly enjoying it every bit as much as I was now. This. Was. Perfect. But before I could proceed with any other part of my plan, I’d have to wait for Sarah to be ready.
A wait that stretched into a good half hour as I busied myself with some squats to help pass said time before
“Now now Honey, don’t tire yourself out.” Sarah’s deeper, raspier voice made me turn round.
A lighter brown fur, looking about three, maybe four inches shorter, though with taller ears that closed the height gap a little. Every bit as well-muscled as myself, and with an insane pair of heaving breasts that had to be defying gravity to hold up as they were!
“Eager, aren’t you?” Sarah couldn’t help but make that sly comment to the rising cock I felt hardening fast. “But we promised them wed wait ‘til we were all together.”
“I know I know.” Only an hour ago, that response would have been a complete lie, now, far less so. “But it’s almost time, I think I can hold out a little longer.”
“You’d better,” She teased lovingly, a padded finger playfully tapping my nose as she pressed her massive mammaries into my chest. “it’ll be a Hell of a Night after all, don‘t want it spoiled.”
“For sure.” I’d be making sure of that at least. “Been a long while since we could have some real fun. Gotta thank Jermaine and Anne for that.”
“We will.” Sarah promised, “Just as soon as we get there, to…uh…” She fumbled the words there, before recalling where they’d be meeting up.