Greg watched Charlie leave and scowled.
He always took the other side.
Greg put the events of that night from his mind and decided to clean up.
He entered the bathroom and admired his reflection in the wide mirror. He was a big guy,
thanks to his extortionate time at the gym fueled by vanity. His tan looked fake though it
wasn't.
He undressed, set the water going, admired his body once again and stepped inside. His
face stung but he ignored it.
He remembered the girl. Even if she hadn't been a hooker, he was just as good-looking as
she was. She certainly was that.
Absently, his hand drifted to his erect member and he began to fantasize about her. She
was standing there, then she was on his bed, slowly undressing. She smiled at him as she
unbuttoned her trousers. He licked his lips. She took of her bra and began to caress her
breasts.
"Come closer," she whispered. In the fantasy, Greg obeyed. She kissed him gently on the
ear. Then she said, just for him, "You need a taste of your own medicine"
Greg paused. Greg hadn't made her say that. She'd said it herself. But she was just fantasy.
"I'd like you to meet a friend of mine"
Strong hands grabbed onto Greg's shoulders, his real shoulders. He snapped out of the
dreamland and there was somebody in the shower with him.
A man, much taller than he was, with long matted hair and a goatee. He grinned, revealing
a set of fangs.
"Hello," the man growled in a Russian accent, "I'm Dimitrij"
Greg shrieked and tried to cover himself. It made no difference of course. The man was
completely naked too and sporting a huge hard-on.
Greg worked out what was about to happen moments before it did. Dimitrij forcibly turned
him round and thrust his cock into Greg.
"Charlie!"
Dimitrij began to pump, hard. Greg tried to struggle but Dimitrij was far too strong,
holding his arms by the wrists up against the wall. And whilst Greg was terrified and
revolted, a very small part of him had to shamefully admit that he was almost enjoying it.
Almost.
Dimitrij let out a howl of pleause and Greg felt him begin to fill him. But Dimitrij was
letting out more than just sperm. Another feeling was beginning to fill Greg's body.
He tried to to turn his head backwards and could just make out that Dimitrij didn't look
the same. He was being raped by a seven foot tall, burly anthro wolf. Dimitrij was a
werewolf and Greg was catching.
Greg felt his body begin to expand. Every part of himself was moving outward. Especially
his nose, which was flattening into a muzzle. His muscles, too, were growing, and they'd
been pretty big before. His body became coated in thick, brown fur, and the smell of wet
dog filled the shower. And most bizarre was the tail that grew from the small of his back.
He could feel it brushing against Dimitrij's stomach.
Dimitrij sniggered to himself, changed back into his human form and left the room,
completely nude.
Greg slumped to the bottom of the shower, exhausted.