The fantasy my mind settled on was bestial. It was primordial. It was too good to ignore.
I wanted her to hear it so I spoke out loud. I only hoped the ring would know how I envisioned my wish. “I wish…uh…that we would both…oh,” I spoke slowly and was interrupted by her techniques. I finished my wish, “slowly…turn into…werewolves.”
Her hands had been on the sides of my torso. I could feel her nails start to dig into my flesh. She must have felt it, too, for she quickly pulled them away. Indeed, her fingernails were lengthening, the red color disappearing into blackness. “What’s…ooohhh…happening?” she asked.
“I’m making a…fantasy…a reality,” I growled, hearing my voice sound bestial. I looked at my own hands and saw the nails growing longer. Hair was beginning to grow out of them as well.
“Too…wild,” she said, her mouth wide open revealing growing fangs. Her voice sounded deeper and animalistic as well. Her head pointed towards the ceiling and I could see hair growing out of her chin and neck. I also saw her ears, now pointed instead of rounded, poking out from her hair, which was growing longer and snarled.
All over our bodies black hair was growing wildly, snarling itself into a fine coat of fur. My attention was particularly held to how she was riding me. All through the change she hadn’t changed positions. I could see her pubic hair growing all over her waist, ass and abdomen. She was locked in the pleasure of our love making and seemed to be enjoying the change as well.
I felt my own fangs and ears grow. She opened her eyes to reveal they had changed to a piercing yellow color and had narrowed to thin slits. I could only assume mine had done the same. I felt something press against my ass and my bed. I looked at my side and saw the tip of a tail snaking its way out to my side. I looked back at her, still humping madly, and saw a tail wagging back and forth behind her ass. I also saw that my toenails had grown sharp.
The change entered its final stage. As her fur grew down from her face and neck, and up from her pussy, towards her breasts, I saw two additional sets of nipples appear on her body. They pushed outward, forming two new sets of breasts. Her nipples, all six of them now, grew longer, changing into teats. She was changing just as I had fantasized.
I knew that meant there would be a change to my cock. It would soon become an sheath of immense proportions. I saw hair grow up all over my cock, encasing it in its new sheath. It never withdrew from her pussy and her pleasure only seemed to increase as it changed. Her moans, which has become loud howls, increased in volume again. They were extremely bestial in sound and I found myself wanting to howl with her. I felt myself explode into her and I howled loudly as I did. She did the same, telling me that she had come as well.
I let ourselves both come down for a moment, and then realized that we had both howled very loudly. Still retaining some human common sense, realizing that it was a sunny afternoon as opposed to a moonlit night, and that we were inside my house, I wished that no one had heard our howling.
She slipped off of me and I saw my member, bright red now, retract into my sheath. She collapsed next to me. We were both the werewolves that I had imagined. We both had tails, I had a sheath, and she had extra tits. But we didn’t grow muzzles and we could still stand upright. Now I hoped that we could still talk.
“How do you feel?” I growled a minute later. I could still talk, but my voice was a mix of human and animal sounds.
“Unreal,” she growled back, her voice containing the same combination of sounds as mine. “Why werewolves?” she asked.
“Ever since I saw ‘The Howling,’ it’s been a dream,” I told her. Of course, my vision of a werewolf was different from the movie's.
She laughed and said, “Mine, too.”
Wow, I thought. This girl was perfect. Maybe I should find out what her name is. “What’s your real name anyway?”