"A-a-a-a-ooooooooooooooowl!" howled Mike and his massive werewolf body stretched, arched itself and throbbed back and forth. The sensation of the hot swimmer's hand on his chest was too much for him. His nostrils flared as the scent triggered another part of his brain than the hunger center - or at least triggered a different hunger center. His long tongue lashed out as his yellow eyes closed and his head tilted back farther lost in his own howling.
"That's a good boy, Mikey," Ryan said with a relieved grin. He could smell the pheromones now exuding from the werewolf, and he could see the changes taking place.
Mike's scruffy hairy body grew less scruffy. The tangled hairs straightened and became a nice neatly groomed and freshly brushed look. His yellow fangs were just as large if not larger, but they were now white. His musculature which had been concealed under his heavy fur coat were now clearly visible under his gleaming shiny fur. The werewolf looked thinner and leaner too. His tattered jeans were sorely tented, but they looked less tattered, smaller, tighter and were definitely no longer jeans.
Shiny silver beacons began to appear through the short fur around Mikey's neck, like stars appearing in the new night sky. These flecks of light in the dark fur were chrome studs on a leather collar that now appeared fastened around Mike's neck.
Mike opened his eyes, inhaled and dropped to all fours grinding his leathal maw into Ryan's crotch. Ryan's bulges swelled and thrust in response to werewolf's snout assault. A wet spot blossomed on Ryan's Speedo. The next thing Ryan knew he was wearing a leather band around his wrist which was connected by a chrome chain to Mike's collar. Mike and Ryan looked around the store room that they had ducked into, and decided that they needed a bigger, more comfortable space for what they knew they were going to do.
"Come, Mikey," Ryan said leading the fiercesome beast now clad in black leather shorts out into the hallway.
"Yes, master," said the truly loyal and loving beast trotting after and looking lustily at his master's cute red butt. Mike thought he would follow that butt anywhere. His shorts strained to contain the red straining wolf penis which was eagerly seeking to break free.