Max wakes up in a cold sweat. The dream he just had seemed all too real. The Big Bad Wolf dying at a tree. He allows himself to be bitten by the Big Bad Wolf to inherit his powers. But it couldn’t be? He thought. Werewolves weren’t real.
Max checked his arm that was bitten in the “dream”. There were no marks on it, no bites or scars.
He looks over to his phone and sees that it was only eleven PM. His parents were out working an overnight private security job for some big-name person that was throwing a party, so he knew there was going to be no one else in the house.
Max stands up from his bed and walks into the connected private bathroom. His parents were gone a lot, which he hated, but their clients paid well. He lived in a nice neighborhood and also had a large house mostly all to himself.
Looking in the mirror, looking back was a twelve your old boy. About four foot eleven. He had dark amber hair that he got from his mother, his body still had some baby fat on it. He wasn’t chubby by any means, but in no way was he strong either. Just a little belly and love handles. His arms and legs weren’t much either, but his pajamas hid any flaws.
Max makes his way over to the toilet. With the dream, and the whole three liter of Sprite that he drank with dinner, he needed to relieve himself. He pulls out his little inch and a half penis over his waist band and points it to his desired target.
Comfortably hearing the sounds of the splashing water from the bowl, Max closed his eyes with the hope that he could get back to sleep quicker. What he didn’t realized was as he peed, his little inch and a half penis started to show signs of growth.
First, Max’s penis twitched in his hand. But he didn’t hear any change from the water, so max didn’t pay it know mind. But next, his penis starts to inflate. As is air was being pushed in, his penis starts to expand, pushing out the pee quicker. As his pee stream came to its natural end, Max looks down to see his now malformed penis in his hands.
It was now double in girth with his tip looking like an enlarged mushroom. “What?” Max states before a new feeling starts to flow through his body.
Max shutters as he feels a force push through him. He looks back down to his penis just as it changes start to continue. Similar to a balloon for a balloon animal, Max’s penis grows straight out. But as it grows, it changes shape. His tip turns more pointed. The base of the penis grows wider into a knot. As the growth slows, Max was holding in his hand a humanoid wolf cock. It was now about a foot long and thick to boot.
Max moans in pleasure as the new sensations from cock start to hit him. His skin starts to pull back on it, turning into a sheath, waiting for the cock to return, and leaving the new red rocket out for him to see. Max could also feel that balls were growing, changing to match his new cock. They stretched as fur started to cover them before dropping slightly from their new weight. Max stumbles from the toilet back in front of the mirror. He looks at himself, a small boy holding a cock that shouldn’t belong on his body. But his body was telling him that this was now his.
Max shakes his head in confusion as his body continues to change. He could feel himself starting to get bigger, his clothes growing tighter. He slides down his pants and underwear before unbuttoning his shirt and dropping it to the floor. Once nude, Max could see his muscles tensing and pulling under his skin. It didn’t hurt, just felt like good stretches.
Max turns to the wall as he feels a tug from his spine. He looks at his back from the mirror to see a brownish red tail growing and forming out of him. Looking down, his toes ripple as they grow, almost inflating. Pads form on the balls of his feet as they stretch out, adding to his new height. Fur starts to grow over his body just as his hands cramp. Looking at his hands now, he sees them thicken and change. Fur, pads, and claws grow where his thin fingers used to be.
Stumbling again, trying to regain his footing, Max’s shoulders and stomach start to feel as if they are being pulled and tugged in all directions. His skin is pulled tight as new muscles and strength fill him and his body expands to be more athletic. His changing legs grow thicker and thicker as well, the Big Bad Wolf powers take effect on the boy’s whole body. Fur ripples across his thinning human skin just as it starts to grow leathery. A quick pulse through his body and his skin rethickens to a stronger, more canine-like state.
Max looked up at the mirror one more time to catch his face start to change. His ears start to grow to points before they move up to the top of his head. Fur grows up from his neck, his teeth grow into fangs. His nose turns wet and black as it pulls out with his mouth into a small muzzle. Max could feel the end was near.
As the changes complete and the strange sensations of the change were leaving, Max represses a howl, knowing that a neighbor would call the cops or his parents in their quiet community. He brings his pawed hands up to his face; he touches to see if it was all real.
“Oh my god.” He says, now in a deeper voice. “That wasn’t a dream.” Looking in the mirror to now find a brown and red werewolf looked back at him. He must have been nearly six foot six now, as large as the partly changed Big Bad Wolf before. Max also noticed that his muzzle seemed a little small. Then it dawned on him, he was a kid. His werewolf form was that of a young wolf too. That means that his new form had the possibility of growing more as he got older.
Max then realized that means that he watched a man die before him. This made him feel sick to his new stomach. He sends a small prayer for the former Big Bad Wolf.
But then, the power of the Big Bad Wolf starts to flow into Max’s mind. The knowledge he needs to control his new ability, spells to help keep him hidden from the world. Even the knowledge of how to pass on his power came to him.
As his mind recovers from the information dump, he walks over to his bed and takes a seat. His new cock entered its sheath, leaving a large bulge with ample balls underneath. His cock may be hidden, but the sheath was nothing to poke fun of. It still stuck out about three inches, being thicker then the cock that comes out.
“What do I do now?” Max says out loud. “From the information that came in my mind, I do control myself and when I change, but if I go to long without changing, I could transform without notice. On top of that, I wont know my limit until it happens. And then, I have this new fear of the Huntsman. I know now that he is from another world, the same as the former Big Bad Wolf. But what if he was able to come here.”
Then Max thought of his new title. “Why do I have to be the Big Bad Wolf. I mean, can’t I be the Big Good Wolf or just Big Wolf. It is like the guy said, this power doesn’t seem good or evil.”
Max lets out a deep sigh before standing up. “Well, not much I can do about it now. If I run out, I could be seen by someone. So, I better stay in. I guess it is time to grab the left-over pizza and look over my new body. I got to get used to walking in this new form.”