John spun around, looking at the gray furred werewolf as he walked in. Ah good, it wasn't the wolf from earlier... Turning back to the mirror, John made a startling discovery. Wasn't he... taller than this...? "Yip... what the..." He held onto the sink gently as his head started to spin. He was... he was shrinking! "Yip!" Holding onto the sink, he started to slip lower and lower and lower until... Yip! John was... *Gulp* He was three feet tall... Fox sized...
His tail wagged nervously as he looked around. He was... tiny! John couldn't even look up into the mirror anymore! He paced around, panicking a bit, when he suddenly realized he was eye level with the stall's glory hole. Curiosity was getting the better of him as he padded over, squinting and looking inside.
Moments after he lined his eye up, a thick large wolf member shoved it's way through. "Arf, get to work fox."
Licking his lips, John felt strange. He felt... compelled... to suck the wolf's dick. His long pink tongue slid out of his muzzle, licking the end of the wolf's dick. Mhmm... This wolf tasted great as well. His bushy tail wagged, happy to suck the wolf off. The gray furred wolf howled in pleasure as he shoot his load into John's new pointy muzzle.
John yipped happily, swallowing gently, sitting back on the questionably clean floor. The wolf padded out, a smile on his face. "Ruff, nice job little one." The wolf patted John on the head gently.
John tilted his head, blushing a bit from the attention. "Yip, you're welcome." John's tail kept wagging and wagging, it felt kind of nice.
The wolf went over and started to wash his paws, heading for the door. He raised an eyebrow, looking at John, "Where's your collar boy? You better go find it or else someone will think that you're a stray." He chuckled, heading into the bowling alley.
John tilted his head, "Yip? Stray...?"