Around five, a couple hours before moonrise, there was a knock on the
door. I opened it up cautiously, and was surprised to see Arnold
there. He smiled at me, and held out a six pack of beer.
"Hey bro," he said with a smile, "I figured some beer before might
loosen you up." I nodded uneasily, somewhat still able to see the new
animal within him, even though he was fully human.
"Cool," I said, letting him in. He had a seat on the couch, cracking a
beer and then handing me one. The news was still on, and it was pretty
much a perpetual stream of scenes of people changing or attacking, or
both, complete with warnings about staying indoors and reporting any
suspicious behavior from friends or relatives.
"Crazy fuckin' night," Arnold said with a laugh as he gulped down his
beer. "Crazy fuckin' night."
"Yeah," I said, still vaguely uncomfortable with Arnold's new
condition, let alone my own reaction to it. We continued to drink for
another hour or so, watching the news. As real as the whole situation
was, and regardless of the fact I had a werewolf right next to me, I
couldn't take my eyes off the never ending loop of videos that kept
coming in.
"You know, it feels pretty fuckin' good...the change, I mean," Arnold
told me.
"You certainly didn't seem to be in any pain," I said, feeling a
slight heat enter my face as I thought of his change and the odd
thoughts it had brought running through my head.
"Yeah," Arnold laughed. "To tell you the truth, it felt really good
when my junk started changing."
We'd almost finished off the six pack, and I knew I had a buzz; I was
pretty sure Arnold did too. "It looked like it did," I said,
immediately blushing this time. I hadn't even thought of the words as
I said them, and now had plainly admitted that I'd noticed his cock.
"You WERE checking my package out!" Arnold said, sounding gruff and
slightly offended.
"I wish you'd be okay with that!" I blurted out without thinking. The
look of offense left, and Arnold smiled.
"It's cool; it's normal to be kinda curious about that sorta thing.
Plus, I was the one losing my clothes," he said.
"I wish I didn't have to wait until moonrise to see it again," I said,
again not thinking. "I'm not gay or anything...but.." I was
immediately interrupted by a moan from Arnold.
"Mmm...ahh...fuckkk...I think...you're getting your wish.." Arnold
said, smiling at me as fur began to grow on the back of his hands.