10 minutes after reverting to human form Sam was hanging bare-ass naked from a swinging chandelier as an enormous she-wolf nipped at his behind.
"Jen!" he screamed, "Jen! For God's sake knock it off!"
To Jen-wolf it had seemed that her mate, who'd been busy screwing her just minutes before, had suddenly disappeared after climax, and all that was left was a a puny pink creature in his place.
Sam, woke to human consciousness only knowing that he'd endured fantastic wolf sex just minutes before, and looked up to see a very hungry Jen-wolf slavering over him. He was lucky that the coffee table had gotten in her way, otherwise he'd have been dead meat.
He had run like hell upstairs and managed to fling himself from the staircase onto the chandelier, and now was trapped while Jen-wolf tried leaping up to grab him with her claws and fangs.
He might have pacified her by changing into a werewolf, but that only worked when he got a hard-on, and at the moment so much fear was running through him that he'd endured the exact opposite of an erection.
Jen-wolf attempted another nip. Sam yelped.
"You bitch! You almost got my testicles!!"
Sam quickly ran through his options. There was no way he could suitably arouse himself at the moment. He could remain clinging to the chandelier until Jen turned back to normal. Or he could somehow make it to the bedroom, barricade himself inside, and try calling someone and having them play transform or dare with him, and thereby change himself into something powerful enough to grapple with Jen...
Sam felt his bladder weakening, and with relish aimed his penis downward. Jen-wolf howled in pain as jet of warm piss hit her in the eyes. She staggered back temporarily blinded. Now was Sam's chance: he could remain here and wait the werewolf out or he could leap onto the upstairs bedroom railing and quickly bolt the door. He paused a split-second before making his decision.