Michelle half-walked, ahlf-ran through the woods, searching for the road. In her panic, she'd lost her bearings entirely. She couldn't tell if she was walking in circles or if she was keeping a real heading. She tried to use the moon and stars as a guide, but the moon seemed to change position in the sky almost at random, and any time she really stopped moving and tried to study the sky, it seemed to spin.
Suddenly, Michelle was acutely aware of footsteps crushing the undergrowth of the forest nearby. Michelle froze, rooted to the spot, willing herself invisible. A wave of relief passed over her moments later when she heard a familiar voice from behind a fern. "Michelle? Baby, is that you?" Michelle dashed towards the voice of her lover.
"Mike!" She collapsed into his arms."It..it...Shelby....Tom! They...they.." her voice cracked, and degenerated into an indecipherable sobbing.
Mike cradled her in his arms, cooing softly and stroking her hair. "Shh, baby, shh. It's okay. You're alright. Now just calm down, and tell me what happened."
Pulling herself together, Michelle tried to relate what had happened, but all she could get out was, "Werewolves. Shelby and Tom are werewolves," before breaking down into tears again. Once more, Mike cradled her against his chest, doing his best to soothe her frazzled nerves.
Michelle had calmed down, finally feeling secure, when she noticed Mike was licking the nape of her neck. "Wha...what are you doing, Mike?" she asked, slightly upset. How could be even be thinking about making out with her at a time like this?
"Tasting you," he replied, nuzzling the nape of her neck. "Tasting you, tasting your fear, tasting your arousal, tasting the wolf inside, waiting to be set free."
"What??" Michelle asked, her voice rising to a much higher pitch from fear. She pushed away from him, seeing his eyes gleaming from more than the moonlight. "Mike!....No!...Nonononononononono!" she shrieked, covering her eyes, not wanting to see the beast inside her lover.
"It's already inside you, love. I can SMELL it!" he told her, shrugging his body as the transformation began. With a fluid motion, he tore off his shirt, revealing the hair growing on his chest, an odd rustling noise as it covered his torso. "That's why we brought you here...so you could join the pack! AHHHHHHROOOOO!!!!!" He let out a half-human howl that sent shivers down Michelle's spine. It was quickly echoed by two more, far closer than she anticipated, and all-wolf.
Michelle shuffled away on her backside, willing her legs to work, but they wouldn't obey. Though consciously she was terrified, in some darker portion of her mind, she wanted to watch this. In the darkest portion of her mind, she wanted to BE this.
Tom leapt up, reaching her in two shambling strides, now towering over her. "Just picture it, love....."he told her in a scratchy, bass-toned voice,"You and me...leaders of the pack!"
"i...I don't want this!" she told him.
He responded with a laugh," Oh, but you do!" Sniffing the air, he told her," Mate with me now.....I can't hold it back.....they're coming....won't hurt you if....we mate in front of them...." He tore his shorts off with fur covered hands, revealing his erection, rapidly retracting into a sheath.
The howls of the other two pierced the night, and Michelle looked to her right to see them both not 40 feet away, watching, hungry looks in their eyes.
Turning her attention back to Mike, she saw that his member had finished its transformation, and had popped red and narrow from the newly made sheath, wiggling taut in the night air.
Drawing a deep breath, she hoped a last-ditch trick would work to save her. Leaning forward, she took the shaft of it into her hand, guiding it into her mouth. Its oily taste repulsed her, but that same dark attraction was there as well, as evidenced by her suddenly moist nether regions. Mike let out a howl as his final moments of the change were urged on by the pleasure of her mouth. Then came the calculated risk. Michelle said a silent prayer to any god or demon that might be listening, and bit down as hard as she could.