Mike opened his mouth to reveal rows of sharp pointed teeth. His face had pushed forward and looked more lupine, his ears were long and pointed with grey fur covering them. His nose was black and flat at the end of his half muzzle.
"Holy shit!" Ryan cried out and took a step backward bumping in to the half opened door and closing it firmly behind him. He was trapped in the room with Mike who was clearly a werewolf.
"You look yummy, that last meal was too small." growled Mike, his bestial voice rumbling from his wide and furred chest. Raising a hand to grab at Ryan he revealed his long sharp claw tipped fingers, Ryan could even make out a long tail behind what had been his friend.
"I don't know. I kinda been through some changes too." Ryan said trying not to let his voice crack with fear. His mouth twitched up in a smile as he thought what might happen were he to touch his friend and infect him with the same nightmare that had given him his new speedo and his new outlook on life.
The clawed hand swung down, it would be a killing blow that would rip his throat out if he let it land, instead he ducked and reached out his own hand, connecting a flat palm right on to the very surprised werewolf. He hadn't expected his prey to try and grab him back.
As soon as Ryan touched Mike, his big yellow wolfen eyes opened wide. His head filled with new thoughts, his body ached, and slowly he felt something new happening to him. A change began to spread over him.