Greg laid there for several minutes, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
Had he really just been raped? By a man? That was a werewolf?
And had he really enjoyed it a little.
After a while, he noticed that the minutes were still passing.
He stood up, finding it strangely natural considering his feet were more like paws now. He
used his tail to balance without even thinking.
He was much taller now, which wasn't bad. And his cock was even bigger, which was never
bad.
He looked at his reflection again.
It was definitely him. He could recognize parts of his face. His build was the same, though
at a larger scale. And his tan brown fur seemed to match his original hair and skin.
It was...different. But it wasn't bad. It would take some getting used to.
As if in a dream, he walked into the living room.
Dimitrij was still in the flat. He was stretched out across the sofa, in human form, still
completely naked.
"I hope you learned your lesson," He smiled. His voice rumbled from somewhere deep
inside.
Greg stood there, awkwardly. Dimitrij lit a cigarette which he made appear from nowhere.
"Not my usual method of attack," Dimitrij explained, "I prefer to get a drink first. But Liesl
is a good friend of mine, with good money. And would you say no to good fuck? Want
one?"
He conjured up another cigarette and offered it to Greg. Greg took it and lit it from a flame
Dimitrij produced in his hand.
"You won't be bothering any more young girls, will you?" Dimitrij scolded.
Greg shook his head. Dimitrij wasn't really as scary as Greg had thought. He seemed pretty
decent. And, could it be, quite attractive?
"You're a werewolf," Greg said without any real reason for doing so.
"You too," Dimitrij smiled, "Now. Transmitted through sex, I'm sure you've noticed. You'll
adjust. You won't be able to change back for a few hours. After a few weeks you'll get the
hang of it. Moments of raw passion can bring about the change against your will though. If
you're very angry, or scared. Change during sex cannot be avoided, so do be careful who
you fuck in future"
"I-"
Dimitrij looked expectantly at Greg.
Greg had no idea what he wanted to say, just that he wanted Dimitrij to know how he felt.
But how did he feel? He didn't want Dimitrij to leave. But why? He wasn't gay. He knew
that for sure, his desire for the girl, whose name seemed to be Liesl, had been genuine.
But was it possible that something else in him had changed.
"I want," He tried again, "to fuck you in future"
Dimitrij raised his eyebrows. Greg winced at how feeble that sounded, and added a more
confident, "The very near future".
Dimitrij said nothing for a long time and Greg thought that he was going to reject the
offer. But although Dimitrij's lips said nothing, his hardening cock said mouthfuls.
"I may have passed more into you than I thought. This is very rare, but not unheard-"
Dimitrij could not continue, because Greg was kissing him. He felt those human lips grow
into a muzzle and he kept on kissing.
Dimitrij took hold of Greg's huge cock and gave it a sharp squeeze.
Greg howled.
"My...roommate," He stuttered.
"Drugged into a sound sleep," Dimitrij smiled maliciously, "I do believe it is your turn"
Dimitrij closed his lips around Greg's penis and began to suck.
Greg had never been so pleasured. Was it his change or the change of partner? He didn't
spend too much time worrying, as Dimitrij was doing wonderful things with his tongue.