The werewolf who had been Carla burst into the office of her alpha. The queen was lounging ontop her desk. The moon was soon to be up and Swiftfang was not wearing a stitch of clothing. Hair was rapidly sprouting from her body. The liberating night would soon be at hand. Carla hardly noticed the other woman between her queen's legs, or just what they were doing. An instinctive panic had overwhelmed her constant sexuality. The queen had to be told.
"What's the meaning of this, I'm busy." Queen Swiftfang growled.
"Wendy has infected a man!" Carla gasped.
Swiftfang's amber eyes widened. Her mate, Windsong looked up with a decided look of panic on her face. Getting up rapidly the WolfQueen, still halfway between woman and wolf forms, marched up to Carla and proceeded to throw her to the nearest wall.
"Wendy is not yet part of the pack, do you know what it means for her to take a male?" She roared.
Carla cowered, "All I know is that it can't be good, the whole notion scares me to the core."
"Well the full truth is worse. Any man changed by one of the pack will become female, thanks to my magic. That will draw them to the pack, even if they don't join it imediately they will become a woman and it would only be a matter of time. But that blasted bitch you want to be a mate has infected him. She can only pass on lycanthropy, not the Howl of the Pack. The male can break the connection to the pack. He can destroy the sisterhood."
Carla paled. The queen growled directions to summon the pack. They had to get the man before it was too late...
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"Dude you are so hot!" Penny said staring at Phillip, or more precisely his swollen throbbing cock. Susan almost said something but bit it off. She couldn't help but agree with her friend. Wendy seemed dazed as well.
Phil was back against the wall, stark naked with his eyes closed. He seemed to be fighting a battle inside himself and was ignoring the girls. His body was changing. Muscles had swelled and tightened all across his body, in a few minutes he had gone from a nothing to a vision of male perfection. Amber body-hair covered him, not yet quite fur but well on the way to just that. His penis was a rock hard erection. The girls had watched (eagerly though they were shamed to admit it) as it had gone from a modest 4 inches to an excellent 8. And it was still growing. Mesmerized by the sight before them they were heedless to the own changes, as fur continued to creep across their nude bodies.
None of them missed their own growing arousal. All had unconcioussly fondled their breasts more than once. Penny had even dared to slide a finger into her, but Susan had found the words to point THAT out. All of them knew though being in the same room with Phil was turning them on, even more than their growing wolf sides had. He was male, male, it stirred something primal and powerful. Even deeper than the call of the moon, the call of the pack, every creature on earth felt the urge to mate. Wendy, Susan, and Penny all knew. There were three options open to them. Run and hoped their desire for Phil went away, fuck him, or go insane. And their was no time to decide.