Ryan stood with his hand flat against his friends huge hairy chest. He could feel the heat of him through all that fur, and he wanted to run his hands through it. It took only a second for him to start to get a hard-on pressing in to the front of his tight speedo.
Mike was stunned as the sensation spread over him. Only newly turned in to a werewolf he was not ready to have a second change hit him like this. His hand, still outstretched to claw his friend's face off fell slowly to his side, and his huge jaws snapped shut, his eyes going wide at the sensations sweeping over him.
"Feeling ok there stud?" said Ryan.
"Uh... my... ugh.." was all Mike could manage in his deep bass filled rumbling wolf voice. Ryan looked down at Mike's shredded pants. The jeans had split up the sides as his thighs bulged out in to hugely muscled beast legs, and they had clearly split up the back to release his massive bushy tail which now hung limp behind him.
Strangely the pants seemed to shift, and then they began to look different, growing shiny, growing tighter and smaller. The ribbons of ripped cotton pulled up suddenly and with a little ripping noise the wolfman suddenly wore a small tight speedo. It was deep blue with a hypnotic pattern of lines across the front. Ryan loved the way the lines bend and distorted around his friend's massive package.
"What's happening... Ugh... not again.." rumbled Mike gripping his sides and stepping back from Ryan, giving him a good view of his friends changes. Ryan cupped a hand over his own hot package and gently rubbed himself through the smooth fabric as he watched the changes on Mike.
His long wolf ears began to retract, his large muzzle pulling backward with a pop of bone, even his large claws began to withdraw. All over him his fur was falling out in clumps to reveal dark tanned flesh underneath smooth and soft like a swimmers should be.
Then he arched his back as his legs pulled back in to a human shape, his long tail popped and shrank back in to him, but not entirely... and all over him the changes slowed and then stopped.
Right in front of Ryan stood a new Mike. He was muscular, but with a thick stubble on his cheeks, and thick black hair on his head. He had some chest hair, that looked more like fur than hair, and as his friend spun around and grabbed his tail he could see it crept up the middle of his back as well as the middle of his chest.
"What the fuck?" He asked nobody in particular. His voice sounded a little odd, he immediately felt his teeth which remained slightly pointed. Even his fingers had longer nails. Patting his face he felt his slightly canine nose, and pointed ears that looked almost elf like were it not for the slight dark fuzz on the tips.
"Wow..." said Ryan stepping up to the new half-wolf half-swimmer. "You look hot." He stared directly in to his yellow eyes and Mike grinned revealing his pointed canine teeth, a low rumble coming from his chest.
"So do you, human." his grin widened.