I couldn't help myself. I put in the DVD of the Howling 2. While most folks would agree that the original had
the only really decent plot, the second one had FAR more sex, including probably the only werewolf three-way
in the history of cinema. I couldn't help but notice the sideways smirk that Kim gave me when the movie
started.
Much to my surprise, we actually made it through the film, although it was filled with us doing our own
commentary throughout, mainly laughing at the movie itself, or Cheryl critiquing it on a directing level.
Meanwhile, Cheryl had been handily putting down the drinks and steadily getting cozier with the two of us.
While she'd certainly been more affectionate with Kim, she'd gotten much warmer with me, going so far as to
kiss me on the lips once for a particularly witty comment she liked.
Even better, she'd clearly gotten a bit more turned on. When I'd gotten up to go to the bathroom, I'd come
back to her deeply kissing my sister, and pulling Kim's hand to the crotch of her jeans. Kim was grinning into
the kiss, but made eye contact with me, and I could see her eyes had started to change. It was about time for
us to bring Cheryl into the pack. My heart pounded as I cleared my throat and sat down next to her again. I
was able to restrain the animal, but only because I knew I'd be able to let it out in a few minutes at most.
"Hey..can I ask you a question?" I said, smiling as disarming a smile as I could muster.
"Shhuree.." she slurred, smiling at me.
"What would you do if you went down on Kim and she started changing into a werewolf?" I asked.
"I'd tongue fuck her harder, to make her change more," Cheryl said without hesitation, eliciting a soft growl
from Kim. Cheryl didn't notice it, but Kim slowly started to work her way out of her jeans as her eyes blazed
yellow now, and she smelled much more strongly of the wolf. Cheryl's attention was focused on me though, so
she hadn't noticed.
"And..what if I started changing into a werewolf right now?" I asked, almost trembling in anticipation.
"I'd lift my ass up and beg you to fuck me," she said with an innocent and honest smile. My cock rammed
against my jeans, hard as granite. There was no holding the beast back now, and my eyes blazed yellow.
"H..Holy shit.." Cheryl said, licking her lips. "Costume contacts?"
"Not exactly," Kim said, tapping Cheryl on the shoulder. Her ears had already started to stretch, and her
teeth were starting to change. "I believe..grrrrrr...you promised a tongue fucking..."