Locking the door behind him Tyler took a deep breath before kicking off his work-out shoes, ignoring the
sweaty musk that immediately wafted out of them.
His ass still sore from what he was convinced had only been a realistic nightmare, he made his way up to his
bedroom, forgetting about anything else he had needed to do that night, collapsing into his bed. His eyelids
felt like iron weights as they began to droop down on him, and in a matter of seconds Tyler was drifting off
to sleep under the light of the first night of the full moon.
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"Ahhhh!" Tyler screamed as he flung upwards in bed, having just awoken from a dream that was all too familiar
of what had happened last night, the only difference was that the positions had been swapped. He had watched
first-hand as that so called weregay fucked his body in the steam room and it had terrified him.
He cooled down as he realized that he was in the safe confines of his own room, drenched in sweat and
breathing heavily, his naked body glistening.
"Naked? What the fuck...I went to bed with all my clothes on...."
Sure enough he was lying in his bed, completely naked. But the weirdest part was his morning wood, or to be
more accurate, evening wood for he had somehow slept in until 6 o clock at night.
"Probably a trick that Thomas played in me....stupid bastard." Tyler grumbled getting up from bed before
walking over to his drawers. Thomas was Tyler's roommate but he might as well be his brother. They had known
each for so long and so well that it was like they had grown up together, but Thomas was known for his pranks.
He threw on a pair of boxers followed by some ankle cut socks, a pair of loose baggy shorts and his white
wife-beater before making his way out of the room, not noticing that outside the sun was setting and the full
moon would soon be rising....
He made his way into the kitchen and noticed a note on the fridge,
Tyler, I'm hitting the bars. Desperately in need of some action, see ya later.
Shaking his head, the blonde grabbed a jug of orange juice from the fridge and reached for a cup when
something impacted his nostrils. Inhaling deeply he dropped the jug onto the counter and turned around, an
erection having formed in his shorts.
"What smells so fucking good.." He began to make his way to the front foyer, just as the full moon finished
its ascent into the sky. Warmth began to flood through Tyler's body but he ignored the soothing feeling,
instead falling to his knees in front of the pile of shoes, more specifically Thomas' gym shoes.
He picked a sneaker up, admiring his best friend's size fourteen shoes, envying them, wishing he had feet that
large. Remembering that he was going to be alone, for the most part, he brought the shoe up to his face and
inhaled the musk deeply, his eyes practically rolling into the back of his head as he did so, a wet spot
forming in the front of his shorts.
Moaning in arousal, Tyler slipped his socked foot into Thomas' gym shoe and practically squealed as he felt
moisture in it, meaning that Thomas must have just gotten back from the gym before heading out to the bar. As
he tied the 3 sizes too big shoe around his right foot, Tyler grabbed its counterpart and did the same,
standing up in Thomas' shoes.
Grinning he walked back to the kitchen and looked outside, his gaze caught on the full moon that shone
brightly in the night sky. Immediately his eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he became mesmerized by its
beauty.
"So beautiful..." he exclaimed, not taking note that it was in a voice that didn't belong to him, rather it
was his voice that had dropped an octave or two.
As the moonlight washed over him Tyler felt only more heat and pleasure flowing over his body and he even
took a few steps back, feeling as though he would explode if he stood under the moons presence any longer.
Maoning once more Tyler began to rub his hands over his body, pulling at the straps on his wife beater. The
warmth that was flowing through his body was incredible and he didn't know what he could do but close his eyes
and stand there in bliss as the wet spot in his shorts became deeper and larger.
The bulge in his shorts began to push farther and farther out, the waistband of his shorts going along for the
ride until his shorts seemed to make a bowl shape, allowing his boxers to be visible. Stubble began to form on
his clean shaven face, blonde at first like his hair, but soon darkening to a brown and than even black. It
began to grow thicker and thicker soon becoming a thin beard that moved upwards to attach with his sideburns,
immediately causing a ripple effect.
His blonde hair, as though crude oil had been spilt all over it, shifted into a dark ebony, losing some length
and becoming a short and spiky style.
His wife beater began to stretch tighter and tighter against his body as the muscles in his chest and stomach
began to inflate, pushing the material to its limit before tearing down the middle. A hard, powerful chest
with dark pink nipples became visible that were accompanied by an inflating six pack. His arms began to pump
up now in order to accomodate the growth in his torso. Swelling as though air was being pumped into them.
His hands began to grow massive in size as well, becoming thick digits that were calloused and shown signs of
use and wear. Black hair began to swiftly poke out through the back of his hands and his knuckles as well,
giving Tyler gorilla hands.
Soon the hair growth made his way up his arms as well, becoming a thick forest coating them from wrist to
elbow in thick, straight man fur. His massive chest seemed to be darkening but that soon proved to be only
hair as well as a thick patch bloomed out from between his pecs, swirling around his nipples and zipping down
into a treasure trail that encircled his navel and hid into his boxers.
His ass began to push at the seat of his shorts, and now with pressure coming from both ends, his cheap gym
shorts began to tear down the side until they finally tore in half and fell to the ground around him,
revealing his white boxers which weren't in much better shape. His 9 inch erect member was pushing at the
button in the front of his boxers and finally with one last push caused it to fly forwards, his dick thrusting
out through the little pocket of his underwear. An itching sensation began to form on his behind and as he
scratched it was a large meaty hand, he felt the material rubbing against thick man fur down there as well.
Tyler knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer, and grabbed his cock with one of his hands, pumping it in
rhythm with his beating heart. He didn't know what was happening and he didn't care for that matter, he was
far too into it to realized that something insane was happening to his body.
His bare legs began to thicken as muscles were added to his calves and thighs before hair erupted from every
pore down there as well and soon enough it seemed he was standing on a set of bear's legs, the flesh nearly
invisible beneath the black fur.
He opened his eyes, his mind telling him that this was all normal, but that he wouldn't want to miss the grand
finale. Looking at Thomas' worn-out but oh so manly gym sneakers, he realized they were beginning to feel
tight.
"Oh fuck yes," Tyler moaned in a low, sensual voice.
He began pumping faster and faster and his balls began to churn. His feet were now being confined by the cheap
material and as he cock pinched backwards for a moment before shooting forwards Tyler let out a powerful roar
as cum cannoned out from his member, firing several feet in the air as the fronts of his shoes exploded as did
his socks, revealing massive feet, covered in black hair as well, that were at least size 17 in size.
Gasping heavily Tyler looked down at his boxers and realized he had to find some clothes and fast, he had some
partying to do.