Jesse begins to feel a tingling in his butt where a tail would be and he ripped a hole to see what he had.
"Hey Josh, what do I have?"
Tipping his stool back, Josh peered down at Jesse's backside.
"Nothin' as yet." All he could see was the hole Jesse had torn in his cargo shorts, and the white of his boxers beneath.
"If you lean forward," the bartender suggested, "that generally gets it going." As he spoke, his hand went back behind him, squeezing the lump on his own butt. And the bulge in the front of his pants seemed to be growing a lot bigger...
"Okay," Jesse said, exchanging amused glances with Josh, and slid his butt backwards on his stool so he had more room to bend forward.
"Now watch closely," the bartender told Josh, and lifting the flap on the bar, he came out to stand behind them.
Sticking out the way it was, Jesse's butt strained at the seat of his shorts, the contours of his ass clearly visible. "Nice.." grinned the bartender. "Now do it, kid. Sprout that tail!"
For a second there was nothing but the tingling. Then the tingling became a definite pulse. Then...
"Ohhh! OHHHHH!!" Jesse groaned.
Through the hole in the back of his cargo shorts a stiff lump was emerging, pushing the back of his white boxers out with it. Jesse arched his back and moaned as the lump pushed out further. Now, it was almost two inches long...
"Jeez, man - you're really doing it!" Josh breathed, staring down at his friend's ass. Slowly he stretched out his hand to squeeze the growing lump, and Jesse gasped and writhed.
And Josh gasped too. The moment his fingers made contact the lump twitched in his grasp!
"Don't stop," Jesse urged, his face hot and flushed. "Keep stroking it!" He felt a rush of itchiness as hairs started sprouting all over his body. But all his focus was on the lump on his butt, still growing in his buddy's hand, and pushing the back of his shorts out even further. With his left hand he clawed at the bar counter, totally aroused by the sensations he was feeling. Closing his eyes, he began to breathe heavily, sweat beading his forehead as Josh's hand continued squeezing and stroking. Instinctively, Jesse's right hand moved between his thighs, clutching and rubbing.
"Oh man!" he groaned. "I'm gonna blow! I'm gonna... Aaah!!"
And then he was shooting, jerking and doubling over, as his pent-up tail ripped through the back of his shorts......
When he'd recovered, he turned to look behind him. And there, like it had always been part of him, was a long bushy wolf tail, waving jauntily from side to side.
"Oh wow!" he exclaimed, reaching back to touch it. "A tail... I've got a TAIL!"
His words were loud enough that they reached the ears of the other guys in the bar. Up till now they had been caught up in their own conversation, laughing and joking at their corner table as they swigged the drinks they had ordered. But now, curious as to what was going on, they got to their feet and walked over to Josh and Jesse, bringing their drinks with them. As they did, both Josh and the bartender couldn't help noticing that one or two had small lumps in the seats of their own shorts and pants.
"You've got a what?" asked the biggest of the guys, in a taut T-shirt shirt and thigh-hugging rugby shorts.
"A tail, dude - look!" Jesse grinned, wagging it delightedly.
"Shit, he's not kidding!" said another of the guys, his eyes wide as he stared at Jesse's butt.