"No, please don't do this to me, Ashkii," Mike pleaded, and helplessly tried hiding his stiff erection beneath both hands. "I don't wanna be gay, Dude! I never would've come here and been your partner if I knew you was gonna make me gay. If I knew you had to turn me into your own gay twin to be a shapeshifting yeenaldlooshi werewolf I-I wouldn't have agreed so quick! But everything you said was-was really true, wasn't it? No! Don't shake your head yes. I was listening to some of that part. I just didn't believe half of the crazy gay shit you was saying, about being gay as you and changing into each other's body unless I hadn't seen you shapeshift into that huge werewolf, Ashkii. I mean, shit, man, I was like, I just couldn't believe it til you were a cool wolf, Ashkii. But I would've agreed to look like you for more than 2 weeks if I could've had your shiny long black hair dangling from my own head if you had just like, you know, made me--"
"Like I already told you, Mike," Ashkii's upraised index finger interrupted Mike's plea, his thin dark lips parting in a wide smile, "there's no turning back once I start. But I didn't tell you about those severe pains you're going to feel in about 10 seconds, Mike. Every muscle and every bone and human tissue in your body will begin to change, and all of those crunching loud cracks and silent bloody flows will make each one become the exact same lengths, shapes, and features of mine. Even the fluids in your body will change into mine, Mike. Then your own new Navajo Indian blood will rapidly spread my cells through every inch of your changing flesh and body as it makes you exactly like me."
"Please, NO!" Michael Baka screamed, doubling over at the stomach from a sudden tight cramp spreading outward in his lower abdomen. "Oh shit! It-it just felt like something sucker-punched me in the gut! Oh God and Jesus what's ... oh God, not my abs! It's taken me 3 years to get them like this!"
Ashkii shook his head. He patted his stomach and said, "Come on, Mike, your abs aren't half as ripped as mine! Once you've looked down and felt my 6-pack's hardness instead of the swimmer's build you're letting me use, and once you have my shiny long black hair on your head--I didn't even know you liked it, Mike, and oh, let's not forget about having my thick nest of jet-black pubes just like you've always wanted--you won't mind being turned into a gay 13-year-old little brother for me just like I've always wanted."
"Your ... your what?" Mike cried out, clutching at his stomach with one hand. He held his left hand to the floor to hold himself up. "I never agreed to be y-your 13-year-old brother! Oh God! Make it STOP! It's like there's pins and needles all over my skin! Oh GOD! Oh Jesus. NOOOOO!"
"I'm guessing by your swelling cock he just introduced himself," Ashkii said, chuckling at the blond's near ejaculation. He nodded. "Now you're going to learn just how arousing and overpowering those shared feelings and cravings become as my wolf, what you've called my beast, when he unleashes his own bestial hormones in yours, Mike. Oh good. Look! Your change is already starting! Shouldn't be long now to want everthing just like me, Mike. Let me do one more ... there, I promised you'd keep your own thoughts, but not your own will, Mike, or I should call you Ashkii, now?"
Mike shivered in terrified helplessness when he felt the wolf seep into his entire being. It was an instantaneous presence, an animalistic wind-like surge of something foreign or alien outside anything he knew the word for. A Soul? Spirit? Entity? And then he knew what it was. Its essence; its own life's energy and physical wolf Being. And it transmitted every thought, emotion, instinct, desire, strength, power, and learned thing it chose to pass from both Ashkii Windtalker's brain and its own wolf's brain into his brain, and then settled in Mike's conscious mind. He sensed the wolf's own wild animal essence lurking there, silently listening to his thoughts, waiting to take control.
Glancing down at his hand, Mike's realized everything Ashkii had told him was confirmed by the sight he now saw. Mike noticed his fingers were becoming slightly longer and thinner, fingernails turning just a hint larger as the skin tone of his flesh tinted a few shades darker brownish-red. Faint black hairs also replaced the light sheen of the once blond glaze on the top of his hand and wrist, rapidly spreading upwards on his arm and creating a darker shine as their decreasing numbers altered and slowly disappeared from countless hair follicles of his now darkening flesh.
The increasing pain from muscle and bone reshaping, and even altering the length and size of both arms and legs, suddenly multiplied as his abdomen and chest thinned and grew a few inches longer. Mike started falling toward the floor on his side, feeling Ashkii's hands grab hold just before he hit. Ashkii rolled him over onto his butt into a reclining seated position, pulling him between his outstretched legs as his arms awkwardly draped around him and settled his back up against the Navajo teen's chest and lap.
Ashkii's hands slipped beneath Mike's arms and wrapped around the front of his abdomen from behind. He tapped his hands up against the more firmly muscled abs with that same triple tap-tap-tap, tap-tap-tap, quick staccato tempo he'd used earlier on his own abs, and said, "See, Mike? Didn't I tell you my own abs were ripped way better than yours? Check it out! Your pubes are about to become the nice thick black pubic hairs of a pure Navajo Indian teenager, Mike. But what I really want to see, and you will too real soon, is to watch your circumcised cock changing into mine with my uncut foreskin. I know you'll be popping a stiff boner when you feel that change, Mike, and if you need it, I'll give you your very first gay jack-off to prove you're gonna like hard cocks and guy's cum just as much as I do. I'll even change so I'll look like you when I do it."
Mike's legs were stretched out in front of him, and he looked at them changing into the muscular build of Ashkii's legs, ending at two much smaller feet than the size 15 monster's he'd had moments earlier. Blond hairs traded with black as altered hairs sprouted from his flesh and lightly dusted his legs with their darker sleek sheen.
Even without Ashkii's tapping hands, Mike had felt the tighter harder muscles giving him the extremely ripped 6-pack just like what he'd been attempting to create at his own, and he felt himself actually getting more aroused by Ashkii's hands tapping on them. He knew he shouldn't feel turned-on by it, but Ashkii's hands on him were arousing, and as black hairs started sprouting from his groin, his cock swelled even harder.
Mike watched his groin fill with Ashkii's black pubic hair as it gave him that same shiny bushy black jungle. His cock swelled brutally hard, far stiffer than even the hardest morning wood he'd ever woken up with, and then it thinned and flexed with new pain as he stared at its changing rigid length. First the mushroom head seemed to grow darker and lose a little mass, and then the thinner shaft curved upward a little more as a few veins bulged out along its slightly shrinking darkening length. Then far more wrinkled dark flesh began surrounding its smaller length right up and over the darker tip as it formed Ashkii's own slick uncut foreskin sheath.
At the same time his foreskin was growing, Mike moaned when he felt his skull begin to change. He felt a tingling warm sensation at his scalp as hairs spilled downwards over his shoulders and lengthened into two manes of silky black hair flowing down and onto his chest.
He'd reached his hand out and flipped both upwards and back from a now narrowing forehead, tucking one new thick soft mane behind his ear without even realizing he had already adopted Ashkii's automatic reactions.
Mike had even felt his face changing, his nose losing that cute little upturned tip the girls always seemed to like as the nostrils formed Ashkii's smaller wider nose. His entire skull's shape had become more rounded and full, turning his facial features into the attractive Navajo teen. Then he cried out as both balls enlarged and pushed downwards within his growing scrotum, and his hard shaft throbbed and suddenly sprayed thick ropes of cum upwards onto his chest and across his new firmer 6-pack.
Mike looked at the legs stretched out alongside his own, recognizing his own blond hairs and muscled swimmer's build that Ashkii's legs already displayed. He turned his head to look back at him, and was instantly attracted to the spiky-haired cute blond, startled by the thoughts and arousal he now felt. He was gay as Ashkii now, he realized, unable to deny his attraction to Ashkii in his prior hot jock body, yet still feeling like he shouldn't want this so easily.
"It's okay, man," Ashkii said with his new Mike voice. He reached up and tucked Mike's long mane of silky black hair behind his other ear. "Now I'm a hot swim jock, and your horny for hot jock's just like me, Mike. You don't need to fear your own totally gay feelings and thoughts, either. Wanting or not wanting them doesn't matter. You'll get used to them once you know they're not so bad. Besides, Mike. They won't ever change now, man. Now you're as gay as me!"
And as Mike searched all of his own feelings, he knew Ashkii wasn't lying. Ashkii hadn't lied to him about anything he'd said. He was now completely gay, just like the wolf beast inside him that had changed his new Navajo hormones into its own same feral wolf's hormones.
It was at that moment Mike realized it was Ashkii's own gay passions and the wolf's gay animal instincts that now controlled his feelings and made him become just as gay as Ashkii. Like canines, wolves proved their dominance by taking other males as often or as willingly as a female, some males resigned to only having a male as a mate unless they became the pack's alpha and won the right to take a female for their primary mate.
Then Mike felt its power overpower his new body, forcing him to relinquish all control to its own demands and feel the next new experience it was about to give him.
Mike heard and instantly felt his spine cracking as every bone along its length began to painfully lengthen, changing position and forcing him forward onto hands and toes from Ashkii's comfortable warm embrace. His hands and feet shifted, blanketed by thick black fur as sharp black claws slid outward from the fingernails and toenails growing at each digit.
Excruciating internal heat coursed through his flesh from the shifting bones and tearing muscles, soaking his skin and shiny black fur sprouting through countless pores with every stretching, reconfiguring twisting shape of his changing arms and legs as he swelled toward his new 7-foot feral size.
Ashkii's change had happened quick and seemingly painless, but Mike's own transformation spread much more slowly and painfully. He screamed out in pain when his shoulder blades snapped inwards and pulled into different alignments, expanding and cracking other bones pushing his bloating chest forward as dripping black fur covered it beneath a thick growing pelt that spread out around his torso's crunching pelvis and backside. Mike's head shook in painful twists, spraying his sweat and drops of spittle from his mouth as the lengthening tips of his ears stretched upwards into their pelted wolf-shaped points. The bones at his neck pulled and adjusted shifting muscles to support his altering head's new formed length, and he groaned when his tongue grew larger, released from its human restraints.
Mike let loose a gasping cry when his cock snapped forcefully upward against his abs and he felt the foreskin stretching and pulling more skin downwards from his stomach. He moaned as the swelling heated length slid from its hairy sheath, revealing the severely tapered tip of his glossy dark red wolf cock. Heavily drooling fangs grew from his teeth, and the lower part of his face suddenly pushed outward with a bone cracking eruption into a wolf's elongated snout.
Mike's head lifted, his nose sniffing strange new scents, and he smelled the appealing odors of the blond teenager leaning against the bed behind him, rubbing at an erection. He knew the handsome blond, and felt excited and intimately connected with him. But he was also unable to control his own thoughts or actions as the wolf's stronger greedy hungers overpowered his entire body. He felt himself moving closer to the teen, trying to understand this shared relation and his own wildly increasing excitement and arousing need. His head lowered to the teen's exposed groin as his tongue snaked out with an uncontrollable hunger, lapping at the warm shaft that soon squirted the sweet human fluid it wanted as he gently sealed his huge fanged maw around the teen's hard length now surrendering its tasty ejaculation down his thirsty throat.
Mike moaned as the wolf finished and lay down on its side, raising its leg and twisting his head back to its crotch and started lapping at it. He shuddered from the wolf's dominating needs, and felt the glossy red cock slide out even further from its sheath. The wolf relaxed control of his mind, forcing him to smell and taste the hairy wet groin and slick cock as it began lapping and cleaning its glossy red wolf cock. Mike would've screamed if he could, but the wolf's needs had merged into his as it lapped the excess moisture and released its own huge climax in wolfish pleasure, sealing Mike's fate to now submit to the same pleasure of Ashkii's wolf cock. And once cleaned, it slowly retreated into its warm wet sheath.
And as painful and slow as Mike's newly shaped body transformed into Ashkii's huge black wolf, it reverted back into Ashkii's human form in just under an hour.
Now Mike shared the same thoughts, memories, and instincts within Ashkii and his yee naaldlooshii, and he knew what was expected of him. He'd need to visit the Navajo Reservation, his own new Tribe's Reservation every three or four days with Ashkii until he learned, and could demonstrate, that he could control his physical shapeshifting through several different ritual tests and extreme challenges with his spirit warriors.
Then he would be chosen by and meet his own yeenaldlooshi, the distant voice in his head he had heard calling out to him in the classroom today but didn't fully understand. The same voice and feeling telling him that he should ask Ashkii Windtalker to be his partner for their werewolf project and oral presentation due on Monday.
"We better get started on it," Ashkii said in Mike's voice, pulling on Mike's socks. He tossed Mike a dirty yellow T-shirt, jeans, and simple outfit he'd worn on Monday. "You can draw the fancy artwork for us, and I'll write out what you're sketching on some blue trace paper we can use to paste all around it. We might ace our presentation after they see the cool werewolf sketch you draw along with the Navajo headdress you can do for us now that you have all my artistic skills, Mike. Go on! Get dressed Mike, I mean, Ashkii. They aren't that dirty, man."
Mike took the clothes and sniffed at them, realizing he was now completely enslaved to the blond teen, and Ashkii's own habits. He looked up at the sexy blond stud, unable to resist or control the aroused feelings he had for the hot teen giving him an erection. His cock, Ashkii's dark uncut boner, was still a rigid spear and pointed upwards at his firmer abs in full arousal from a bushy nest of jet-black pubes.
And as he pulled on the teen's briefs, tucking his new shaft into the small pouch, he was excited by the knowledge that for the next two weeks he would be Ashkii Windtalker until Ashkii reclaimed his own body and made him his 13-year-old brother, altering the entire world around them as if Ashkii had always had a young gay brother.
Ashkii reached out and slid his fingers through Mike's long black hair, cradling the back of his neck in his hand as he leaned forward. Mike opened his lips to the blond's wet tongue sliding into his mouth, and his cock grew thick, spilling pre-cum into Ashkii's tight brief's straining pouch from the hot blond jock's demanding sloppy kiss.
By the time Ashkii ended his kiss, Mike enjoyed all of Ashkii Windtalker's gay thoughts and knew they were now permanently implanted within his own. He was blood-bound to obey the Navajo teen's gay desires. And the first thing Ashkii wanted him to do was ...