Ron and Zach could feel the changes coming, like the feeling before a race. They knew they had to get somewhere safe. Greg knew it too and said "Follow me. I'll get you to a place where you won't harm anyone. It's where I go a lot and where I went the first time I changed".
Greg yelled to the cook "Hey Shane, Got some newbies here that I need to help. I need the rest of the day off"
"No prob Greg. It's slow enough I think we can handle it. Enjoy wolfing out, Hey, I might even join you later" The cook smiled showing off his own fangs.
"Ok guys lets go".
Greg and the two new werewolves headed out the door to the woods. Ron and Zach felt an amazing energy, so damned exhilarated. The change couldn’t come fast enough for them. Greg knew what was happening and was holding back as much as he could. "I know what you guys are going though. Judging by your hard-ons, you're going to love being werewolves".
Finally they got to the spot where they would change for the first time. Greg needed to tell them a few things before they changed. "OK first off we need to shed our human clothes. We are going to grow bigger and more muscular than humans. You can put your clothes in this tree trunk with mine. In the morning you'll need them when we return to the human world". The three stripped in record time and stood naked. All three cocks were hard and leaking pre-cum. "Excellent. soon we're going to lose our ability to speak but we can communicate with our thoughts. You guys ready then"?
"As ready as we'll ever be Greg"
And with that they gave in to the desire to let the wolves in them be free. They started changing, Greg started changing first as fur started erupting out of his skin, his hair grew longer as his thick mane cascaded down his back, shoulders and chest. His beard getting thick and bushy.
About that time Ron's muscles began to shake and sweat seeped from his pours,“Oh fuck, Zach. It’s happening. I’m changing”
"I know dude, me too"
The first thing Zach felt was his spine, each vertebrae lengthening and reforming to fit a being that could walk on fours and two. His shoulder blades and hip bones snapped as they shifted into a mix of beast and man. He arched his back as the muscles expanded along with the bone.
Ron looked at his hands and saw his claws growing, his pads forming.
“Awesome” he growled and smiled as his fangs were lengthening.
Zach couldn’t rip his eyes away from Ron as he saw his muscles began to swell, each one becoming larger and stronger then they had ever been. The barrel of his chest widened as the rib cage shifted, his lungs becoming larger so more air could be taken in as he ran.
Both of their pecs, biceps, triceps and forearms expanded beneath their skin, becoming royally dangerous weapons. Their moans turned deeper and deeper until they were thunderous roars, their neck thick and muscular to match the low pitch.
Greg watched the two new werewolves accepting their changes. He could hardly wait to mate with these two fine looking wolves. His own changed continued. He growled as his bones stretched into place of his werewolf form, He grunted as his face contorted and his muzzle stretched out into that of a wolf’s, his legs getting thicker and stronger as they went into a totally new form.
Ron and Zach were almost completely transformed by this time. Zach heard a crack like a tree snapping and then found his jaw bone and nose began to lengthen into a snout. His teeth becoming fangs
Ron's ears tipped and slid atop his head, his nose became that of a canine, black and wet. His own muzzle forming as teeth lengthened, thickened and sharpened until he also had deadly fangs.
Their faces were now completely wolf, and their bodies were a mix between both human and animal, with a broader more powerful build then a wolf could ever have, but speed, power and stealth a man could never achieve. Then they both felt a pain by their asses as their skin ripped open making way for their new tails. Soon they both had thick bushy tails with fluffy fur covering them.
Then it was all over and the three werewolves lifted their muzzles to the sky and howled a song of freedom. freedom of the chains of humanity.