Jen flopped backwards onto the bed, her muscles quivering rapidly,musk rolling down her thighs. Sam let out a feral growl as he caught the fresh tang of her scent,lowering his head to her crotch and inhaling deeply.
As Sam began to lick at her groin eagerly, his face started to push out into a snout,and his rough tongue probed deeper inside of her.The combined sensation of his tongue inside of her, and the spasmodic ripples of reshaping bone triggered a furious tidal wave of transformation in Jen.
What had developed slowly in Sam took mere moments for Jen.Her skin seemed to suddenly be enveloped in fur, and her head took on lupine characteristics almost instantly.
Barely recognizable as human any longer, Jen rolled onto her belly, pushing her ass into the air, her newly-sprouted tail raised high. Her werewolf lover took the obvious cue, and plunged his length into her, eliciting howls of pleasure that shook the walls of the room.
They rutted madly, Sam raking his claws across Jen's back, she raking her claws across the bedclothes. Eventually he spilled his seed inside of her, and they fell panting onto the bed, spent.
Sexually satisfied, they both slowly transformed back into their human selves, and lay in each others arms.
"Wow....Sam...that was ingenious," Jen said, kissing him on the lips, but already feeling the wrongness in it.
"Yeah...instant werewolf, no moonlight needed,"he replied, chuckling slightly.
"Shit!" Jen suddenly said, hopping up."Get dressed, mom and dad should be home any minute!" Quickly, they both slipped clothes on, hearing a car pull into the driveway.
"So, now what?" Sam asked her.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's my turn again. But I was wondering something. Werewolf bites are supposed to be infectious. If we bit somebody, would they become just like us? Because if so, there's no reason to ever use my turn. The power lies with us."
Jen smiled. "I've got a couple ideas. A couple for revenge, and a couple for fun. We'll discuss them after dinner."