Josh swirled around on the barstool and looked at Jesse with lazy eyes, fairly annoyed too by the look of it.
Behind him he saw a woman leaning over the desk with a look of interest, who had obviously been chatting with
him before Jesse interrupted.
"Er... your tail? Remember?"
It took a while for this to register, but eventually Josh's eyes widened and his mouth formed an "O"... and he
cautiously reached a hand towards his back. However he was too drunk to find the waistband so he could only
awkwardly fumble. The very idea that Josh had a tail seemed to fuel the growth of the appendage, and it did so
impressively quick. The backside of his pants was tenting out more and more with each passing second and both
Jesse and the woman looked at it with anticipation. Josh was breathing heavily and jolts of pleasure surged
from his back. After only a moment he suddenly stopped and leaned forward to the bar instead. Something made
him clench for dear life and he couldn't really control it. The bulge on his back grew more taut and Josh was
groaning loudly.
Jesse looked at the pants slowly straining outward, and despite the unrealistic scenario of him growing a
tail, it wasn't really that feasible that anything would simply push through the resilient jeans fabric. Jesse
took one claw and ripped a hole in the jeans.
Out of the pants a tail almost exploded out, and it grew larger and longer slowly. The woman drew one hand
down his back and toward the stem of the tail, and stroke the soft fur that grew longer under her fingers.
Josh shuddered and was beginning to feel aroused from all this and honestly a bit ill at the same time due to
the copious amount of alcohol he had in his system at the moment, but he managed to hold it back and just
focused on the otherworldly experience of having a tail grow out of his usually ordinary human tailbone. His
whole body bombarbed his head with the new sensation that his whole being was busily being refurbished and
recoded.
The three of them stared at Josh's posterior as the furry tail grew out, now draping over the back of the
barstool. It slowly grew to an appropriately sized wolf's tail, now firmly attached to his friend's backside
and looking quite out of place on his otherwise human body. It was a beautiful classic wolf colouration in
mostly brown with plenty of volume, and it slowly began to twitch from side to side once it reached its final
length. Josh was somewhere in a state of not being quite certain whether this was a joyous or horrific moment,
and his tail seemed to reflect this too. But as soon as the tail stopped growing - ending up quite an
impressive sight too - Josh could feel a tickling from the base of his tail as fur start the slow process of
trickling into place up his lower back and cover his buttocks, and felt a pleasant shiver up his spine that
made him shudder.
"Oh fuck, the fur, it's spreading... it's going up my back!" he said with a quavering voice, stiffening his
back into an backward arc as the alien but warm sensation travelled upwards, fruitlessly clawing with his
hands at his back and feeling the guardhairs brush over his his fingers.
"Nice! Still feeling like keeping your clothes on?" Jesse said with a contemptuous tone. He could smell
Jesse's perspiration and knew the pace at which his heart must be racing right now.
"I know I agreed on this whole thing but not [i]seeing[/i] what's happening is making me crazy!" - hands
rummaging behind his back. His squirming stopped suddenly as he froze. Realization hit him like a brick to the
face as he sobered up in a matter of seconds.
"I'm going to turn out a full fucking werewolf ain't I?"
"Seems like it."
Josh looked a little bit taken, with vacant wide open eyes starying into nothing. He wasn't exactly as open to
it as Jesse was apparently.
"Complete with hairy palms and that classy unibrow too I assume." He added after a while of silence, in hope
of getting him back down on Earth again.
"Oh god I hope not." he said and turned his shaking hands around so he could see. To Jesse's disappointment,
it seemed like nothing had happened to them.
"Not yet at least", Jesse added with a smile and turned his head to glance at the crowded floor behind them.
"Anyhow, let's go and find us a table. Can't stand the noise with these on", and gestured towards his half-
moon ears with a clawed finger. Warily stepping down the barstool he brought the three remaining mugs of beer
with him as he waded through the crowd. As he took his first steps he began to feel the effects of the alcohol
as he wobbled comically, nearly knocking a guy on the head with his mugs and bumping into several people with
his unfamiliarly distended belly. Josh could hear him excusing himself repeatedly as he plowed through like a
polite ice-breaker.
Josh on the other hand was overcome with a curious feeling, a bit perky all of a sudden as the fur now had
reached halfway up his back. He leaned into the woman's ear without really thinking and whispered something
that made her blush, then gently motioned for her to come with him. She smiled nervously, taking notice of the
hand which she literally could see hair slowly growing on and followed. He knew something new was entering
his mindset and like the alcohol helps a man getting rid of his inhibitions, this new surge eminating from his
tailbone up his spine seemed to get rid of all of his [i]human[/i] inhibitions. It wasn't as much as taking
over him but rather it suggested, and the feelings of uneasiness over the transformation simply left his mind
without any fuss whatsoever. He could feel hair growing in on his chest now, and he grinned.
The table Jesse found was a bit more remote so they could talk at a normal level but had to push out the table
to make place for his ample gut. He was occupying nearly the whole length of a bench by himself he noticed,
not particularly disturbed by this fact either. He felt just outright comfortable with his padded and huge
body as it quite fittingly just 'grew on him'. He couldn't wait to meet up with the bartender later tonight to
seal the deal and maintain his werebear condition for good. And right now in his drunken stupor he couldn't
even think of one reason on that being a bad idea. Looking up, he saw Josh's bushy tail wagging wildly behind
him as he held his new date lower and lower along her back as they walked towards him.
Jesse saw the signs and showcased a bear's happy smile as they approached. But, a bit worried that he might
not find his brunette and feeling a bit jealous as well, he realised with a sting of clearness in his
intoxicated mind that he need to find her as soon as possible and give her stuff back; or come out looking as
the perpetrator who stole the bag rather than the gentleman who returned it. He didn't like it, since he'd
miss most if not all of Jesse's transformation most likely, but this was something he needed to do. Something
about her just caught him like glue, his mind was looping around and around all the possible scenarios on how
he would introduce himself and what would happen after. What if she was scared of him? What if she would just
laugh and walk away? What would happen if he got luck-
He quickly shrugged it off. He needed to meet her, now.
Best approach anyway, he reasoned. Less time for his head to come up with an excuse not to. Perfectly normal
behaviour while drunk.
"Uhm, I have to do something, I'll be back in a short while." He was quite confident it wouldn't take too
long, considering he could smell her even now. The clear scent that wafted in the air made his body tingle
pleasantly. He shuddered a little as he got a sensory overload from his new nose. "Name's Jesse by the way,"
he said and reached out a paw towards the woman who Josh was clearly imposing on sexually by now as he looked
huskily at the side of her face and his hands out of sight somewhere Jesse couldn't see. He didn't pay much
attention to this little formality, understandably.
She looked a bit surprised then smiled warmly, "Dianne." Her hand only able to shake two of his plump fingers.
"Not the name I had expected for a huge fellow like you though. Or well, at least the [i]new[/i] you."
Jesse laughed nervously and coughed. He kind of agreed.
"Well then... I'll be off. " Jesse instinctively licked his broad nose without really thinking about it.
"Catch you later!" He then ambled away into the whirring crowd of people, wet nose held high.
"So Dianne...", Josh gently stroked her hair aside. The moment Jesse left their sight the situation between
them two instantly turned into a coil winded too tight, as Dianne's heartbeat suddenly skyrocketed as it was
clear that Josh's attention was now 100% focused on her. Possibly even more than that, she reflected. His eyes
had a sharp quality to them.
Jesse's inhibitions was quite liberated due to the alcohol and - he took notice of afterwards - a new primal
urge inside of him that seemed to make it completely natural to avidly smell the neck of a woman he had
previously only spent fifteen minutes with. He shivered with adrenaline as her fragrance seemed so very
intoxicating, like he just wanted to rip her clothing apart right there and then to get underneath to the skin
just so he could taste it. Josh felt a bit like he was driving on automatic as his body simply propelled him
forwards with its undeniable urges at the front towards the inevitable destination; and he wholly embraced it.
Growing slowly beneath his clothes, the itching of spreading fur had covered his buttocks and now grew down
between his thighs and tickling the vicinity of his genitals; the change was imminent as he felt the
anticipation rise. The soon-to-be mane reached his upper back underneath his clothing, starting to spread out
across his shoulderblades and reach for the base of his neck. His tail wagging silently across the bench in
excitement all the while. Sleeves riding up his arm as his body unnoticeably grew more and more imposing with
every passing second.
"Hey..." she replied and looked into his eyes. She saw a clear glimpse from his eyes as she felt an uneasiness
run through her like a tremor. She had known what he was becoming, and daresay she was pretty uncertain
whether she should have followed this guy or not. He seemed to be a nice guy; but this was [i]clearly[/i]
tipping the scale. But her urges softened the sharply edged fear as a warm, masculine hand was stroking gently
on her stomach, slowly gracing the bottom of her breasts as her heartbeat raced. She anticipated his next
move, and rightly so as a thumb slowly slid up and played with her hard nipple. She held her breath.
"I know this may be very inappropriate for a first date, however...", he paused only for a moment seemingly
for introspection on the situation, but then came to terms with it as he slid his hand up towards her breast
and cupped it forcibly. Dianne yelped. " ...I wonder if that even matters now?", Josh said huskily with an
growling undertone beginning deep in his throat and a wicked smile across his face. He felt exhilarated.
Dianne peered down at his now hairy arm and hand and bit her lip. She was definitively in for a ride. Like on
cue (or as a reward) after the first move on his bitch, Jesse began to feel an itchiness across his face now
as dark whiskers protruded slowly through the skin and endowing his face with a rich, thick stubble that
stretched down his broad throat and trailed further underneath his shirt. His chest prickled as thick hair
quickly covered more and more of his front with a manly rug. His eyebrows grew slightly bushier while the hair
on his head was now pretty much straightened out and had a glossy sheen to it.
"Oh my, seems my inner wolf wants to come out and play." His voice deep and menacing.
His beard was dark brown with an incredible thickness and density, growing high up on his cheeks. Taking his
other hand that wasn't groping the woman's breasts with gusto, he took a grip around his throat and rubbed his
face, feeling the growth as it grew from rough stubble to a one inch long, enviably dense beard stretching
down his throat out of sight under his shirt and connecting with his chest hair. It was pleasant he decided.
He had always admired thick, dark beards and now he finally wore one himself. The hairs compliantly rolled
over his fingers as he stroked.
Or well, it would turn into thick werewolf fur soon enough he mused, and chuckled.
Leaning over Dianne he began to kiss her slender neck, his new beard still growing as he slobbered her
affectionally. She in return took both arms around his neck and giggled as her skin was being erotically
tickled and touched by his long and limber tongue and facial hair. It was simply too good to feel any remorse
she concluded. And hell, she had always been considered an opportunistic person; might as well keep it up.
Josh's clothes felt tight and unbearably warm, especially around his chest. His previous feelings of decency
had all but melted away, so he broke out of his kissing and took both of his now outright furry hands with
nails turning into dark and sharp claws, shaking with anticipation as he slowly grasped his shirt up by the
collar and the buttons opened one by one as he was now only clad in a tight t-shirt. His shoulders had hunched
slightly and fur could be seen stretching from the back of his neck reaching out of the collar to entwine with
his wild hair. And judging from the lack of skincontact he felt from his clothing he seemed to have a fairly
substantial pelt over his whole front too.
"I just want to know... why it is that you smell so delicious", he continued and threw the shirt aside. Josh's
shirt had brown chest hair peeking out the collar and from the middle of his chest through the fabric, lifting
it gently. The woman placed a hand there and slowly rubbed it, no denying there was a fine coat just
underneath that layer of textile just waiting to come out. She liked her men hairy so she more intently began
to rub it, and to her surprise she felt it expand under her hand like she had ushered its growth simply by
touch. Josh growled softly and bowed his head down, closing his eyes. He felt pleasure invigorating his body
as the feral essence bubbled up to the surface, making his skin itch and muscles heat up, his chest tingling
pleasantly under her touch as the fur grew thicker. Looking up she saw how his expression shifted uneasily and
sweat beginning to form into a thin reflective film on his bearded face.
"Oh god...", Josh said and breathed jaggedly between his clenched teeth. "Nngh...". The shirt was now skin-
tight on his body, constricting his breathing.
Suddenly his t-shirt began to tear from the neck when it couldn't take the strain any longer, thick brown
chest-fur tufting up instantly as it broke loose. Josh let out a sigh of relief, leaning his head back and
panting. The woman who was taken a bit aback by what just happened, carefully put her hand on the tear and
slowly tore it down as she helped Josh get rid of the shreds. As it ripped she could see the entirety of his
front was now covered in thick luscious fur that didn't really accentuate his muscles but it gave him a nice
fluff across his whole abdomen. A quick glance to the side she could see his forearms growing muscular with
long fur stretching under his elbows. Even his ears was starting to form points. His heavy breathing caught
her again, as his furry chest was bulging out with bulk and his neck was growing vascular underneath the now
promising mane across his throat - formerly beard - and broadening shoulders. The shirt fell off and now she
could see the werewolf-in-the-making in all its furry glory, the hair on his head fully connected to the
bristly mane on his back which was turning wild and shaggy.
She leaned back a little and looked at Josh longingly as his body cracked and expanded, his eyes closed in
what she could only read as pleasure. With one hand caressing his furry beard she ushered the growth further
so it became a wild and soft mess with a feeling not unlike burrowing it into a large dog's luxuriantly furry
ruff that now encircled his whole neck which in turn joined his mane around the back. With the other she
rubbed his stomach through the furry bristle and spread fingered her hand slip into his pants, blushing and
not without with a bit of surprise that this apparently was also a part of being a werewolf. Josh growled
amorously at her teasing and really coming out sounding as a wild beast, eyes still closed he took jerked his
head back up, took her body with one arm and jammed it tightly to his. She was now face to face with his
protruding muzzle, her breasts against his exposed chest-fur, tickling her cleavage. His large wolf-sheath now
pushing out the jeans tightly, tears in the seams as fur poked through his tattered pants. One glance downward
confirmed that his legs was now muscled, fully digitigrade wolf-legs with large paws sporting some very
menacing claws. They both breathed heavily like this for a while without doing anything.
"Well... this evening turned out to be more interesting than I'd thought", she smiled and put her lips against
his. Josh gladly accepted the tongue-hockey and savoured her taste, then carefully bit her lower lip. He felt
blood seep into his mouth, a surge not unlike the one you get after eating somehing delicious, permeate his
palate and throat. His face slowly stretched out, eyes still closed as he let his thickening tongue savour the
tiny droplet of blood in his mouth. Cock was twitching with excitement as he could feel his body enlargening
in the final stages of his transformation, filling his mouth with sharp fangs. But all of a sudden his now
sensitive nose could smell something alluring, and he opened his blue predatory eyes. In front of him he saw a
brown muzzle - his muzzle - and beyond that a woman who had gleaming eyes and a mischievous look on her face.
Dianne took in the new Josh whose fangs was frighteningly close to her as the majestic and complete head of a
wolf looked down at her. She clambered up his lap, teasing his wolfhood by just barely hovering her ass above
it, hands moving up his pecs and underneath the furry mane encircling his head. Jesse's mind was reeling. His
libido aching.
"You know..." she strokes his cheek with one finger. "A dependable guy always buys his girl a drink."
She leaned in and whispered gently, teasing his ear to twitch with each syllable...
"You may already know what I have in mind."
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