When the Good Boy Howls [ENG Ver.]

​Marc​ ​La​ ​Nendez​ ​was​ ​a​ ​veterinarian​ ​nursing​ ​student​ ​of​ ​the​ ​Upper​ ​Midwest​ ​with​ ​a​ ​‘​colorful​’​ ​background;​ ​biologically​ ​and​ ​initially​ ​raised​ ​in​ ​Religious​ ​German-American​ ​household,​ ​found​ ​a​ ​new​ ​caring​ ​family​ ​in​ ​Afro-Latino​ ​family​ ​through​ ​one​ ​of​ ​his​ ​friends​(​who​ ​has​ ​become​ ​his​ ​sister),​ ​and​ ​joined​ ​state​’​s​ ​boy​ ​scout​ ​camps​ ​and​ ​animal​ ​shelters​ ​since​ ​his​ ​tween​ ​years.​ ​Something​ ​went​ ​wrong​ ​after​ ​his​ ​20th​ ​birthday,​ ​which​ ​he​ ​believed​ ​it​ ​had​ ​something​ ​to​ ​do​ ​with​ ​his​ ​parents​ ​he​ ​never​ ​got​ ​to​ ​see.​ ​But​ ​he​ ​had​ ​managed​ ​to​ ​live​ ​with​ ​the​ ​full​ ​moon​ ​curse​ ​and​ ​the​ ​‘​other​ ​side​ ​of​ ​life​’​ ​as​ ​a​ ​horny​ ​monster,​ ​a​ ​werewolf​ ​to​ ​be​ ​exact. 

​Juniper​ ​Jang,​ ​a​ ​Korean-American​ ​who​ ​met​ ​Marc​ ​at​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​shelter​ ​camps​ ​she​ ​usually​ ​joined.​ ​Despite​ ​being​ ​more​ ​plant​ ​girl​ ​herself,​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​love​ ​for​ ​avians​ ​and​ ​canines​ ​gave​ ​him​ ​a​ ​charm​ ​she​ ​could​ ​not​ ​clearly​ ​explain​ ​as​ ​much​ ​as​ ​she​ ​liked​ ​that​ ​quality.​ ​She​ ​studied​ ​Green​ ​Engineering​ ​and​ ​was​ ​a​ ​roommate​ ​to​ ​Marc​ ​and​ ​Stannie​ ​in​ ​the​ ​same​ ​unisex​ ​dorm​ ​because​ ​the​ ​rent​’​s​ ​cheap,​ ​nearby​ ​all​ ​of​ ​their​ ​campus,​ ​not​ ​having​ ​electricity​ ​blackout,​ ​and​ ​both​ ​Marc​ ​and​ ​Stannie​ ​are​ ​her​ ​besties.​ ​To​ ​her,​ ​they​ ​are​ ​the​ ​trio​ ​who​ ​go​ ​as​ ​the​ ​same​ ​pack. 

​Stannie​ ​Robertson,​ ​a​ ​proud​ ​Vancouverite​ ​and​ ​indie​ ​comic​ ​artist,​ ​studied​ ​Computer​ ​Graphic​ ​Design​ ​in​ ​American​ ​University​ ​because​ ​his​ ​buddies​ ​wanted​ ​him​ ​there,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​University​ ​they​ ​shared​ ​accepted​ ​to​ ​give​ ​him​ ​scholarship​ ​and​ ​being​ ​the​ ​only​ ​one​ ​he​ ​got​ ​to​ ​stick​ ​with​ ​his​ ​friends​ ​and​ ​occasionally​ ​visited​ ​his​ ​family​ ​in​ ​Canada.​ ​One​ ​of​ ​the​ ​reasons​ ​he​ ​preferred​ ​it​ ​under​ ​budget​ ​is​ ​because​ ​he​ ​collects​ ​money​ ​to​ ​get​ ​commission​ ​from​ ​online​ ​artists,​ ​buy​ ​manga​(​both​ ​older​ ​niche​ ​ones​ ​local​ ​barely​ ​heard​ ​of,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​new​ ​popular​ ​ones​ ​to​ ​avoid​ ​being​ ​spoiled),​ ​and​ ​occasionally;​ ​treating​ ​himself​ ​with​ ​action​ ​figures. 

​Being​ ​a​ ​werewolf​ ​in​ ​a​ ​suburb​ ​where​ ​the​ ​nearest​ ​forest​ ​is​ ​a​ ​few​ ​towns​ ​away​ ​is​ ​indeed​ ​an​ ​issue,​ ​but​ ​for​ ​Baldershire,​ ​a​ ​half-invested​ ​city​ ​with​ ​an​ ​abandoned​ ​and​ ​unfinished​ ​mall​ ​construction​ ​site​ ​was​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​best​ ​hideout​ ​option​(​beside​ ​a​ ​slum​ ​of​ ​the​ ​nearby​ ​rural​ ​or​ ​highway​ ​area​ ​that​ ​camp​ ​rangers​ ​occasionally​ ​showed​ ​up).​ ​For​ ​around​ ​four​ ​years​ ​spent​ ​as​ ​a​ ​werewolf,​ ​he​ ​learned​ ​to​ ​keep​ ​the​ ​bloodthirsty​ ​side​ ​at​ ​bay​ ​by​ ​filling​ ​himself​ ​with​ ​proteins​ ​before​ it​ starts​ ​to​ ​take​ ​over​ ​him.​ ​However,​ ​there​ ​is​ ​another​ ​side;​ ​a​ ​lusty​ ​wolf​ ​that​ ​wants​ ​to​ ​mate,​ ​which​ ​solution​ ​is​ ​more​ ​humiliating;​ ​jerk​ ​it​ ​out​ ​a​ ​few​ ​times.​ ​His​ ​kinks​ ​of​ ​exhibitionism,​ ​clothes​ ​tearing,​ ​nipple​ ​play,​ ​and​ ​humping​ ​are​ ​his​ ​guilty​ ​pleasures​ ​indeed,​ ​the​ ​one​ ​he​ ​did​ ​not​ ​admit​ ​even​ ​to​ ​Stannie​ ​or​ ​Juniper​(​even​ ​he​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​give​ ​the​ ​threesome​ ​‘​friend​ ​with​ ​benefit​’​ ​a​ ​try).​ ​However,​ ​scaring​ ​the​ ​hobos​ ​setting​ ​‘​camp​’​ ​in​ ​the​ ​ruined​ ​trashy​ ​mall​ ​is​ ​already​ ​its​ ​own​ ​task. 

​However,​ ​on​ ​an​ ​August​ ​Autumn​’​s​ ​full​ ​moon​ ​with​ ​Juniper​’​s​ ​worry​ ​and​ ​Stannie​’​s​ ​curiosity,​ ​the​ ​secret​ ​had​ ​been​ ​found​ ​and​ ​the​ ​relationship​ ​shifted​ ​closer,​ ​yet​ ​much​ ​weirder. 

A​ ​motorbike​ ​with​ ​two​ ​persons​ ​on​ ​it​ ​paused​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​the​ ​construction​ ​site​ ​with​ ​a​ ​sign​ ​‘​MASTER-M-ALL:​ ​UNDER​ ​CONSTRUCTION.​ ​4D​ ​CINEMA-FOOD​ ​COURT-PREMIUM​ ​BRANDS​ ​FROM:​ ​FRANCE,​ ​JAPAN,​ ​KOREA,​ ​SWITZERLAND,​ ​UAE,​ ​AND​ ​GERMANY​ ​that​ ​lost​ ​its​ ​hue​ ​since​ ​2013​ ​after​ ​the​ ​investment​’​s​ ​wrong​ ​move.​ ​A​ ​driver​ ​removed​ ​her​ ​helmet,​ ​revealing​ ​a​ ​Korean-American​ ​woman​ ​with​ ​braided​ ​ponytail​ ​and​ ​browline​ ​glasses​ ​landed​ ​her​ ​foot​ ​off​ ​the​ ​bike.​ ​“​So,​ ​here​ ​we​ ​are.​ ​Marc​’​s​ secret​ ​club”​ ​she​ ​made​ ​an​ ​air​ ​quote​ ​with​ ​her​ ​fingers,​ ​walking​ ​right​ ​across​ ​the​ ​broken​ ​walls​ ​with​ ​graffiti​ ​and​ ​piles​ ​of​ ​trash.​ ​“​What​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​secret​ ​is​ ​he​ ​hiding-​” 

“​Hold​ ​on​!​ ​June​!​”​ ​Stannie​ ​shouted​ ​after​ ​removing​ ​his​ ​helmet,​ ​running​ ​after​ ​Juniper​ ​as​ ​he​ ​got​ ​a​ ​flashlight​ ​baton​ ​ready.​ ​“​I​ ​heard​ ​this​ ​mall​ ​is​ ​haunted-​”​ ​he​ ​shivered​ ​as​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​a​ ​sleeping​ ​bag​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​homeless​ ​might​ ​left​ ​behind​ ​and​ ​forgot​ ​it.​ ​“​Like,​ ​there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​blue​ ​collar​ ​jumping​ ​down​ ​this​ ​building,​ ​or​ ​this​ ​place​ ​is​ ​drug​ ​junkie​’​s​ ​meeting​ ​place-​”​ ​he​ ​counted​ ​with​ ​fingers​ ​while​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​recall​ ​other​ ​urban​ ​legends​ ​of​ ​the​ ​ruin​ ​that​ ​had​ ​never​ ​been​ ​completed. 

Juniper​ ​tugged​ ​on​ ​her​ ​climbing​ ​gloves​ ​as​ ​she​ ​took​ ​her​ ​climbs​ ​upward​ ​on​ ​a​ ​broken​ ​pillar​ ​to​ ​see​ ​the​ ​view.​ ​“​Constantine,​ ​Nobody​ ​forced​ ​you​ ​to​ ​come​ ​here​”​ ​she​ ​whined​ ​before​ ​grabbing​ ​her​ ​phone​ ​to​ ​zoom​ ​for​ ​any​ ​clues​ ​she​ ​needed.​ ​“​You​ ​agreed​ ​to​ ​check​ ​out​ ​if​ ​Marc​ ​got​ ​himself​ ​into​ ​those​ ​kinds​ ​of​ ​things-​”​ ​she​ ​reminded​ ​a​ ​nervous​ ​nerd​ ​who​ ​looked​ ​around​ ​with​ ​his​ ​baton​ ​to​ ​hit​ ​anything​ ​coming​ ​too​ ​close​ ​at​ ​him.​ ​“​You​ ​can​ ​guard​ ​the​ ​bike​ ​while​ ​I​ ​look​ ​for​ ​him,​”​ ​she​ ​suggested​ ​before​ ​landing​ ​on​ ​the​ ​nearby​ ​metal​ ​shelf.​ ​She​ ​dressed​ ​ready​ ​for​ ​duty;​ ​flannel​ ​over​ ​a​ ​black​ ​tee,​ ​boyfriend​ ​jeans,​ ​and​ ​sports​ ​shoes.​  

Gulping​ ​and​ ​hesitantly​ ​raising​ ​his​ ​hand​ ​up​ ​to​ ​let​ ​Juniper​ ​help​ ​him​ ​get​ ​up​ ​over​ ​the​ ​ruined​ ​entrance.​ ​“​Like,​ ​we​ ​should​ ​get​ ​authority​ ​to​ ​deal​ ​with​ ​this,​ ​June.​”​ ​He​ ​suggested​ ​and​ ​rolled​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​as​ ​Juniper​ ​guided​ ​him​ ​upward​ ​by​ ​her​ ​arms.​ ​“​Of​ ​course,​ ​Marc​ ​is​ ​my​ ​buddy​ ​as​ ​much​ ​as​ ​he​ ​is​ ​to​ ​you.​ ​But​ ​what​ ​if​ ​this​ ​is​ ​out​ ​of​ ​our​ ​hands?​”​ ​He​ ​asked. 

As​ ​soon​ ​as​ ​Stannie​ ​managed​ ​to​ ​land​ ​both​ ​of​ ​his​ ​feet​ ​on​ ​the​ ​shelf​ ​that​ ​guided​ ​them​ ​into​ ​the​ ​‘​interior​ ​hall​’​,​ ​Juniper​ ​punched​ ​his​ ​forearm​ ​slightly​ ​out​ ​of​ ​mild​ ​frustration.​ ​“​You​ ​know​ ​that​ ​American​ ​cops​ ​use​ ​guns,​ ​right?​”​ ​She​ ​rolled​ ​her​ ​eyes​ ​before​ ​adjusting​ ​her​ ​glasses.​ ​“​And​ ​those​ ​officers​ ​don​’​t​ ​really​ ​separate​ ​types​ ​of​ ​criminals​ ​when​ ​they​ ​came​ ​across​ ​one.​” 

Juniper​ ​moved​ ​her​ ​mesomorphic​ ​toned​ ​physique​ ​forward,​ ​firmly​ ​yet​ ​carefully​ ​marching​ ​forward​ ​as​ ​she​ ​looked​ ​around​ ​before​ ​pausing.​ ​“​Pzz​!​ ​Stannie​!​”​ ​She​ ​glared​ ​at​ ​a​ ​clumsy​ ​smaller​ ​figure​ ​behind​ ​her​ ​texting​ ​on​ ​his​ ​phone​ ​“​Seriously?​ ​Right​ ​on​ ​a​ ​mission​!​?​” 

“​I​ ​am​ ​not​ ​the​ ​one​ ​deciding​ ​when​ ​the​ ​manga​ ​is​ ​ready​ ​for​ ​shipping​ ​here,​ ​alright?​”​ ​He​ ​sighed​ ​before​ ​swiftly​ ​texted​ ​a​ ​few​ ​more​ ​words​ ​and​ ​put​ ​the​ ​phone​ ​back​ ​in​ ​his​ ​place​ ​and​ ​continued​ ​on​ ​their​ ​search. 

Juniper​ ​hopped​ ​into​ ​the​ ​balcony​ ​as​ ​she​ ​heard​ ​a​ ​subtle​ ​voice​ ​from​ ​below​ ​right​ ​under​ ​the​ ​moonbeam​ ​that​ ​spreaded​ ​from​ ​the​ ​air​ ​ceiling​ ​and​ ​part​ ​of​ ​where​ ​the​ ​rooftop​ ​was​ ​supposed​ ​to​ ​be.​ ​From​ ​there,​ ​she​ ​noticed​ ​another​ ​person​’​s​ ​shadow​ ​that​ ​moved​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​opposite​ ​side.​ ​“​June,​ ​You​ ​got​ ​your​ ​weapon?​”​ ​Stannie​ ​asked​ ​as​ ​he​ ​clumsily​ ​stanced​ ​himself​ ​to​ ​a​ ​low​ ​defending​ ​pose. 

A​ ​blonde​ ​man​ ​with​ ​shoulder-length​ ​silky​ ​hair​ ​entered​ ​the​ ​moonlight​’​s​ ​dancing​ ​floor​ ​as​ ​he​ ​dropped​ ​the​ ​backpack.​ ​His​ ​russet​ ​tee,​ ​baggy​ ​shorts,​ ​and​ ​croc​ ​shoes​ ​made​ ​Juniper​ ​glared​ ​as​ ​she​ ​looked​ ​for​ ​confirmation​ ​if​ ​the​ ​man​ ​who​ ​picked​ ​something​ ​out​ ​of​ ​his​ ​bag​ ​was​ ​Marc. 

Thud​!​ ​Swing​! 

Stannie​ ​swung​ ​his​ ​baton​ ​with​ ​light​ ​remaining​ ​on,​ ​accidentally​ ​hitting​ ​a​ ​nearby​ ​mannequin​ ​as​ ​Juniper​ ​closely​ ​dodged​ ​it.​ ​She​ ​pinned​ ​him​ ​on​ ​the​ ​floor​ ​like​ ​a​ ​pro​ ​martial​ ​artist,​ ​making​ ​him​ ​drop​ ​his​ ​weapon​ ​with​ ​one​ ​arm​ ​while​ ​another​ ​closed​ ​his​ ​mouth.​ ​“​What​ ​the​ ​heck​ ​was​ ​that​ ​f-​”​ ​As​ ​he​ ​protested​ ​right​ ​after​ ​Juniper​ ​opened​ ​his​ ​mouth,​ ​she​ ​firmly​ ​held​ ​his​ ​cheeks​ ​tightly​ ​again. 

“​Shh​!​”​ ​Juniper​ ​highlighted​ ​her​ ​sign​ ​as​ ​she​ ​peaked​ ​from​ ​the​ ​balcony​ ​to​ ​see​ ​a​ ​figure​ ​with​ ​a​ ​few​ ​more​ ​confirmable​ ​details;​ ​his​ ​backpack​ ​has​ ​a​ ​red​ ​cardinal​ ​keychain,​ ​the​ ​shoes​ ​were​ ​the​ ​same​ ​ones​ ​Marc​ ​wore​ ​when​ ​leaving​ ​the​ ​dorm,​ ​and​ ​his​ ​‘​goofball​ ​feels​’​.​ ​“​Tell​ ​me​ ​about​ ​another​ ​one​ ​of​ ​those​ ​4chan​'​s​ ​rumors,​ ​Stan​”​ ​she​ ​asked​ ​“​Like,​ ​Neonazi,​ ​Occult​ ​group,​ ​or​ ​that​ ​sort​ ​of​ ​trafficker?​” 

Stannie​ ​took​ ​a​ ​peak​ ​as​ ​he​ ​rubbed​ ​his​ ​chin​ ​to​ ​relieve​ ​the​ ​pain​ ​from​ ​June​’​s​ ​heavy​ ​squeeze.​ ​“​Geez,​ ​alright​!​”​ ​He​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​Marc​ ​took​ ​what​ ​looked​ ​like​ ​a​ ​foam​ ​tray​ ​of​ ​raw​ ​beef.​ ​“​Besides​ ​ghost​ ​of​ ​suicidal​ ​construction​ ​worker​ ​and​ ​drug​ ​yakuza?​”​ ​he​ ​sighed​ ​as​ ​he​ ​glared​ ​at​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​chewing​ ​the​ ​flesh​ ​out​ ​with​ ​little​ ​afford.​ ​“​Cult​ ​of​ ​a​ ​Native​ ​American-based​ ​devil​ ​or​ ​god,​ ​Illuminati​’​s​ ​hideout,​ ​Lizard​ ​Alien​’​s​ ​place​ ​of​ ​worship​…​or​”​ ​he​ ​paused​ ​“​...skinwalker.​”​ ​He​ ​slowed​ ​down​ ​his​ ​speech​ ​as​ ​if​ ​he​ ​completed​ ​a​ ​jigsaw. 

Marc​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​the​ ​moon​’​s​ ​effect​ ​and​ ​the​ ​time​ ​clock​ ​of​ ​‘​his​’​ ​body​ ​hit​ ​the​ ​ring,​ ​kneeling​ ​as​ ​if​ ​he​ ​succumbed​ ​to​ ​an​ ​unseen​ ​force​ ​in​ ​front,​ ​or​ ​inside​ ​him.​ ​His​ ​hands​ ​fell​ ​on​ ​the​ ​dirty​ ​ceramic​ ​floor​ ​as​ ​he​ ​reached​ ​for​ ​a​ ​drop​ ​steak​ ​to​ ​continue​ ​eating​ ​it​ ​even​ ​if​ ​it​ ​touched​ ​dirt,​ ​dried​ ​leaves,​ ​and​ ​other​ ​taints​ ​the​ ​deserted​ ​mall​’​s​ ​floor​ ​can​ ​give. 

“​Okay,​ ​what​ ​the​ ​fuck​ ​is​ ​skinwalker?​”​ ​She​ ​glared​ ​at​ ​Stannie​ ​with​ ​a​ ​mixture​ ​of​ ​confusion​ ​and​ ​worries,​ ​demanding​ ​a​ ​clear​ ​answer.​ ​“​Just​ ​tell​ ​me​ ​what​ ​it​ ​means​!​”​ ​She​ ​highlighted​ ​as​ ​Stannie​ ​hid​ ​behind​ ​the​ ​balcony​ ​as​ ​Marc​ ​groaned​ ​while​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​tear​ ​the​ ​raw​ ​dirty​ ​flesh​ ​with​ ​his​ ​teeth​ ​and​ ​hands. 

After​ ​a​ ​few​ ​deep​ ​breaths​ ​for​ ​courage,​ ​Stannie​ ​paused.​ ​“​It​'​s​ ​a​ ​Navajo​ ​myth,​ ​or​ ​Athapaskan​…​or​ ​Cree,​ ​I​ ​don​’​t​ ​know​ ​who​ ​started​ ​it.​”​ ​He​ ​shook​ ​and​ ​sweated​ ​as​ ​he​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​ignore​ ​the​ ​voice​ ​of​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​groans​ ​and​ ​moans.​ ​“​One​ ​of​ ​my​ ​grandma​’​s​ ​in-laws​ ​is​ ​from​ ​Nunatsiavut​ ​Inuit​”​ ​He​ ​shivered​ ​before​ ​peeking​ ​at​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​finished​ ​his​ ​raw​ ​feast​ ​and​ ​rubbed​ ​the​ ​stained​ ​blood​ ​by​ ​his​ ​shirt​’​s​ ​sleeve.​ ​“​Let​’​s​ ​say​ ​a​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​werewolf​ ​of​ ​something​…​and​ ​that​ ​thing​ ​is​ ​real,​ ​she​ ​swore​ ​to​ ​the​ ​gods​!​” 

Crack​! 

A​ ​short​ ​gasp​ ​loosed​ ​from​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​throat​ ​as​ ​he​ ​felt​ ​his​ ​skin​ ​sweat​ ​even​ ​under​ ​autumn​ ​moon​ ​and​ ​wore​ ​light​ ​clothes.​ ​His​ ​upper​ ​spine​ ​shifted​ ​wider​ ​as​ ​the​ ​starter​ ​for​ ​his​ ​‘​another​ ​side​’​,​ ​the​ ​beast​ ​that​ ​was​ ​not​ ​a​ ​stranger​ ​to​ ​himself,​ ​but​ ​for​ ​others,​ ​he​ ​believed​ ​it​ ​would​ ​scare​ ​all​ ​he​ ​cared​ ​away.​ ​“​I​ ​am​ ​sorry​…​”​ ​he​ ​shivered​ ​as​ ​he​ ​grabbed​ ​his​ ​shirt​ ​by​ ​a​ ​collar​ ​“​Stan,​ ​June​…​I​ ​don​’​t​ ​wanna​ ​lose​ ​you.​ ​I​ ​can​’​t-​”​ ​he​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​he​ ​tore​ ​his​ ​shirt,​ ​revealing​ ​his​ ​shirtless​ ​physique;​ ​slim​ ​yet​ ​having​ ​lightly-toned​ ​six​ ​pack​ ​and​ ​perky​ ​light​ ​brown​ ​nipples.​ ​His​ ​porcelain​ ​skin​ ​looked​ ​shiny​ ​and​ ​toned​ ​with​ ​pressed​ ​muscles​ ​and​ ​sweat​ ​alike,​ ​yet​ ​his​ ​veins​ ​scatteredly​ ​bulging​ ​along​ ​his​ ​heartbeat.​  

“​Okay,​ ​she​ ​never​ ​told​ ​me​ ​that​ ​part-​”​ ​Stannie​ ​admitted​ ​with​ ​a​ ​confused​ ​tone,​ ​blushing​ ​while​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​Juniper​ ​whose​ ​eyes​ ​were​ ​stuck​ ​on​ ​her​ ​transforming​ ​buddy​ ​“​Maybe​ ​I​ ​was​ ​like,​ ​10,​ ​back​ ​then,​ ​June​”​.​ ​He​ ​paused​ ​as​ ​he​ ​noticed​ ​Juniper​ ​was​ ​drooling​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​and​ ​blushed​ ​red,​ ​and​ ​under​ ​his​ ​own​ ​yoga​ ​pants​ ​hid​ ​a​ ​boner. 

Tearing​ ​the​ ​rest​ ​of​ ​his​ ​tops​ ​off​ ​his​ ​sweat-soaked​ ​body,​ ​Marc​ ​whined​ ​as​ ​he​ ​stretched​ ​his​ ​back​ ​as​ ​his​ ​spine​ ​shifted​ ​and​ ​his​ ​nails​ ​cracked.​ ​“​Damnit​!​ ​Fuck​ ​this​!​”​ ​He​ ​pinched​ ​his​ ​nipple​ ​by​ ​one​ ​hand​ ​and​ ​another​ ​clumsily​ ​unzipped​ ​his​ ​shorts​ ​with​ ​a​ ​hard-on​ ​highlighted.​ ​He​ ​moaned​ ​and​ ​groaned​ ​in​ ​a​ ​loathing​ ​sense,​ ​yet​ ​a​ ​satisfying​ ​smile​ ​formed​ ​after​ ​a​ ​moment.​  

His​ ​boner​ ​jerked​ ​hard​ ​even​ ​underneath​ ​layers​ ​of​ ​fabric​ ​as​ ​his​ ​voice​ ​turned​ ​deeper​ ​while​ ​fur​ ​grew​ ​on​ ​his​ ​back​ ​lightly.​ ​As​ ​his​ ​hands​ ​yanked​ ​by​ ​pumping​ ​veins​ ​and​ ​shifting​ ​muscles,​ ​Marc​ ​reached​ ​for​ ​his​ ​zipper​ ​and​ ​tore​ ​it​ ​in​ ​a​ ​single​ ​pull​ ​as​ ​his​ ​erection​ ​exposed​ ​with​ ​his​ ​brief​ ​barely​ ​covered​ ​it.​ ​“​So​ ​horny-​”​ ​he​ ​paused​ ​as​ ​he​ ​sniffed,​ ​looking​ ​around​ ​as​ ​he​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​get​ ​up​ ​clumsily. 

“​Maybe​ ​we​ ​should​ ​run​!​”​ ​Stannie​ ​suggested​ ​before​ ​he​ ​realized​ ​Juniper​ ​had​ ​already​ ​left​ ​the​ ​balcony,​ ​carefullying​ ​walking​ ​down​ ​the​ ​steep​ ​crumble​ ​toward​ ​Marc.​ ​“​I​ ​mean,​ ​leave​!​”​ ​He​ ​sighed​ ​as​ ​he​ ​clumsily​ ​followed​ ​with​ ​his​ ​baton​ ​ready​ ​in​ ​one​ ​hand. 

As​ ​Juniper​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​Marc​ ​with​ ​worried​ ​expression,​ ​yet​ ​subtly​ ​aroused,​ ​she​ ​did​ ​not​ ​know​ ​her​ ​twink​ ​roommate​ ​would​ ​be​ ​*that*​ ​sexy​ ​and​ ​wild.​ ​“​Marc,​ ​we​ ​are​ ​here.​”​ ​She​ ​gently​ ​announced​ ​their​ ​presence​ ​as​ ​the​ ​young​ ​man​ ​walked​ ​toward​ ​them​ ​on​ ​four​ ​as​ ​fur​ ​grew​ ​on​ ​his​ ​shoulder​ ​and​ ​his​ ​dick​ ​partly​ ​exposed​ ​out​ ​of​ ​his​ ​brief.​ ​“​Man,​ ​why​ ​don​’​t​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​us​ ​about​ ​this?​” 

Hearing​ ​a​ ​familiar​ ​voice​ ​and​ ​noticing​ ​other​ ​two​ ​‘​human​ ​scents​’​,​ ​Marc​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​watered​ ​while​ ​ears​ ​cracked​ ​and​ ​turned​ ​pointed.​ ​“​I​ ​don​’​t​ ​wanna​ ​lose​ ​you​!​ ​I​ ​never​ ​wanna​ ​be​ ​a​ ​freak​!​”​ ​He​ ​cried​ ​as​ ​he​ ​whimpered​ ​in​ ​a​ ​manner​ ​between​ ​a​ ​human​ ​and​ ​a​ ​canine,​ ​sinking​ ​his​ ​claws​ ​on​ ​the​ ​shifting​ ​hands​ ​on​ ​the​ ​carpet​ ​before​ ​turning​ ​his​ ​back​ ​on​ ​the​ ​floor.​ ​He​ ​kicked​ ​his​ ​shoes​ ​away​ ​while​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​push​ ​his​ ​brief​ ​down​ ​but​ ​his​ ​hands​ ​turned​ ​into​ ​paws​ ​before​ ​he​ ​could​ ​grab​ ​the​ ​edge.​ ​“​Fuck​!​ ​It​ ​doesn​’​t​ ​matter​ ​now​”​ ​he​ ​cried​ ​in​ ​both​ ​sadness​ ​and​ ​pain​ ​of​ ​arousal.​ ​“​I​ ​am​ ​sorry​!​ ​Juniper​!​ ​Stan​!​ ​I​ ​just​ ​want​ ​to​ ​hold​ ​you,​ ​even-​”​ ​He​ ​paused​ ​before​ ​he​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​his​ ​haunch​ ​popped​ ​a​ ​tail. 

​As​ ​Stan​ ​heard​ ​Marc​ ​call​ ​his​ ​name,​ ​he​ ​got​ ​out​ ​from​ ​hiding​ ​behind​ ​a​ ​pole,​ ​lowering​ ​his​ ​baton.​ ​“​Marc,​ ​is​ ​that​ ​you?​”​ ​His​ ​voice​ ​was​ ​softened​ ​as​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​his​ ​friend​’​s​ ​transformation​ ​physique;​ ​filled​ ​with​ ​lean​ ​packed​ ​muscles,​ ​his​ ​hair​ ​turned​ ​darker​ ​to​ ​follow​ ​with​ ​fur​ ​on​ ​his​ ​shoulder,​ ​abs,​ ​pubic,​ ​and​ ​rears​ ​of​ ​his​ ​limbs.​ ​“​Will​ ​you​ ​turn-​”​ ​Stannie​ ​paused​ ​as​ ​he​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​choose​ ​a​ ​more​ ​specific​ ​word​ ​“​-rampage​ ​when​ ​you​ ​become-​”​ ​he​ ​paused​ ​again​ ​and​ ​sighed​ ​“​-your​ ​transformation​’​s​ ​finished?​” 

​“​Yeah,​ ​and​ ​no-​”​ ​Marc​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​his​ ​penis​ ​yanked​ ​aggressively​ ​and​ ​a​ ​precum​ ​leaked​ ​from​ ​his​ ​brief​ ​barely​ ​containing​ ​it.​ ​“​I​ ​was​ ​scared​ ​to​ ​lose​ ​you​ ​buddies​ ​if​ ​ya​ ​know​ ​I​ ​am​ ​the​ ​same​ ​thing​ ​with​ ​that​ ​monster​ ​they​ ​rumored​”​ ​he​ ​sobbed​ ​as​ ​he​ ​covered​ ​his​ ​face​ ​with​ ​his​ ​paws.​ ​“​I​ ​am​ ​sorry-​” 

​Lowering​ ​herself,​ ​Juniper​ ​pulled​ ​his​ ​brief​ ​down​ ​as​ ​his​ ​human-shaped,​ ​yet​ ​expanding​ ​and​ ​blushing​ ​ ​cock​ ​got​ ​exposed.​ ​“​Marc,​ ​You​ ​are​ ​telling​ ​us​ ​you​ ​are​ ​still​ ​in​ ​charge​ ​in​ ​your​ ​wolf​ ​form?​”​ ​She​ ​reached​ ​her​ ​hand​ ​to​ ​give​ ​him​ ​a​ ​handjob​ ​nervously,​ ​yet​ ​could​ ​not​ ​reject​ ​the​ ​warm​ ​meat​ ​beating​ ​on​ ​her​ ​hand​ ​felt​ ​nice.​ ​“​We​ ​saved​ ​you​ ​from​ ​your​ ​cultist​ ​puritan​ ​uncle,​ ​remember?​”​ ​She​ ​put​ ​her​ ​other​ ​hand​ ​and​ ​her​ ​chest​ ​over​ ​his​ ​upper​ ​back.​ ​“​What​’​s​ ​another​ ​odd​ ​against​ ​us​ ​in​ ​our​ ​friendship?​” 

​Marc​ ​moaned​ ​as​ ​he​ ​felt​ ​a​ ​relief​ ​of​ ​Juniper​’​s​ ​sports-hardened​ ​palms​ ​with​ ​firmness​ ​and​ ​some​ ​softness​ ​over​ ​his​ ​shaft.​ ​He​ ​felt​ ​she​ ​teased​ ​his​ ​gland​ ​as​ ​it​ ​grew​ ​pointed​ ​on​ ​the​ ​tip.​ ​“​Eyup,​ ​still​ ​me,​ ​just​ ​on​ ​four,​ ​more​ ​furry,​ ​and​ ​unable​ ​to​ ​talk-​”​ ​He​ ​groaned​ ​and​ ​panted​ ​as​ ​he​ ​noticed​ ​Juniper​ ​lifted​ ​her​ ​arm​ ​off​ ​his​ ​shoulder​ ​and​ ​put​ ​it​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​his​ ​face​ ​as​ ​he​ ​grew​ ​slightly​ ​sharper​ ​fangs.​ ​“​What-​” 

​“​Bite​ ​me​”​ ​she​ ​smiled​ ​at​ ​him​ ​and​ ​slowed​ ​down​ ​her​ ​handjob.​ ​“​I​ ​won​’​t​ ​let​ ​you​ ​go,​ ​even​ ​if​ ​it​ ​means​ ​I​ ​am​ ​gonna​ ​join​ ​your​ ​pack​ ​or​ ​something​”​ ​she​ ​gently​ ​offered​ ​as​ ​Stannie​ ​dropped​ ​his​ ​baton​ ​and​ ​lowered​ ​Marc​'​s​ ​eye​ ​contact​ ​level.​ ​“​You​ ​don​’​t​ ​have​ ​to​ ​be​ ​a​ ​lone​ ​wolf​ ​anymore,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​am​ ​gotta​ ​be​ ​an​ ​alpha​” 

​Before​ ​Marc​ ​could​ ​say​ ​anything​ ​more,​ ​she​ ​put​ ​her​ ​forearm​ ​into​ ​his​ ​mouth​ ​as​ ​he​ ​jerked​ ​him​ ​off​ ​hard​ ​in​ ​a​ ​sudden​ ​stroke.​ ​“​Fuck​!​”​ ​She​ ​yelped​ ​but​ ​got​ ​herself​ ​up​ ​after​ ​‘​slightly​ ​bleeding​ ​wounds​’​ ​those​ ​conveniently​ ​heal​ ​themselves.​ ​“​Stannie,​ ​you​ ​have​ ​two​ ​choices;​ ​cover​ ​us​ ​two,​ ​or​ ​join​ ​the​ ​pack​”​ ​She​ ​glared​ ​at​ ​him​ ​as​ ​her​ ​breath​ ​turned​ ​warm​ ​before​ ​she​ ​sweated​ ​rapidly. 

​Stannie​ ​paused​ ​as​ ​his​ ​face​ ​blushed​ ​red;​ ​his​ ​erotic​ ​drive​ ​turned​ ​panic​(​or​ ​bi-nic,​ ​or​ ​both)​ ​as​ ​he​ ​just​ ​got​ ​to​ ​see​ ​Juniper​’​s​ ​bare​ ​arms​ ​with​ ​toned​ ​muscle​ ​bared​ ​while​ ​she​ ​pulled​ ​her​ ​vest​’​s​ ​collar​ ​and​ ​tore​ ​it​ ​open.​ ​He​ ​had​ ​no​ ​idea​ ​Juniper​ ​was​ ​braless​ ​all​ ​along​ ​as​ ​he​ ​was​ ​her​ ​C-cup​ ​breasts​ ​over​ ​her​ ​tight​ ​pecs​ ​with​ ​blushing​ ​ivory​ ​tint​ ​ ​“​Damn​!​ ​You​’​re​ ​making​ ​me​ ​want​ ​to​ ​jerk​ ​off​!​” 

​Before​ ​Marc​ ​could​ ​say​ ​anything,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​paused​ ​as​ ​he​ ​sniffed​ ​something​ ​in​ ​the​ ​air​ ​and​ ​got​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​left​ ​even​ ​more​ ​needy​ ​by​ ​Juniper.​ ​“​Who​ ​told​ ​you​ ​not​ ​to?​”​ ​Juniper​ ​joked​ ​before​ ​she​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​one​ ​of​ ​her​ ​forearms​ ​grew​ ​more​ ​muscular.​ ​She​ ​felt​ ​her​ ​drive​ ​demanded​ ​more​ ​from​ ​Marc,​ ​as​ ​well​ ​as​ ​her​ ​senses​ ​telling​ ​Marc​ ​was​ ​hungry​ ​for​ ​her​ ​‘​loving​ ​touch​’​.​ ​She​ ​was​ ​not​ ​sure​ ​how​ ​Marc​ ​wanted​ ​it,​ ​but​ ​Juniper​ ​knew​ ​she​ ​wanted​ ​something​ ​to​ quench​ ​her​ ​thirst. 

​Juniper​ ​approached​ ​Marc​ ​before​ ​pushing​ ​him​ ​back​ ​on​ ​the​ ​ground,​ ​as​ ​she​ ​noticed​ ​his​ ​legs​ ​turned​ ​longer​ ​and​ ​less​ ​human​ ​as​ ​his​ ​forearms​ ​followed​ ​a​ ​similar​ ​manner.​ ​She​ ​licked​ ​her​ ​lips​ ​before​ ​putting​ ​Marc​’​ ​cock​ ​into​ ​her​ ​mouth​ ​and​ ​sucked​ ​it​ ​passionately,​ ​savoring​ ​his​ ​precum​ ​with​ ​her​ ​tongue​ ​danced​ ​around​ ​the​ ​shaft​ ​and​ ​pointy​ ​tip​ ​alike. 

​Having​ ​observing​ ​and​ ​getting​ ​aroused​ ​so​ ​hard​ ​that​ ​it​ ​overcame​ ​his​ ​sense​ ​of​ ​cautiousness​ ​in​ ​public​ ​space​(​even​ ​though​ ​it​ ​was​ ​an​ ​abandoned​ ​mall​ ​no​ ​sane​ ​people​ ​or​ ​homeless​ ​have​ ​invaded​ ​for​ ​a​ ​few​ ​years),​ ​he​ ​pulled​ ​his​ ​yoga​ ​pants​ ​and​ ​brief​ ​down​ ​as​ ​he​ ​grabbed​ ​his​ ​own​ ​cock,​ ​beginning​ ​to​ ​beating​ ​it​ ​slowly​ ​yet​ ​firmly.​ ​He​ ​just​ ​watched​ ​two​ ​of​ ​his​ ​besties​ ​enjoying​ ​a​ blursed​ sex​ ​that​ ​looked​ ​equally​ ​unnatural​ ​and​ ​arousing,​ maybe​ ​it​ ​worthed​ ​a​ ​full​ ​moon​ ​condition. 

​As​ ​Juniper​ ​used​ ​her​ ​tongue​ ​over​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​cock​ ​faster,​ ​she​ ​could​ ​feel​ ​his​ ​pubic​ ​hair​ ​turn​ ​thick​ ​and​ ​coarse​ ​as​ ​it​ ​spreaded​ ​over​ ​his​ ​abs​ ​and​ ​chest.​ ​His​ ​face​ ​cracked​ ​as​ ​a​ ​muzzle​ ​formed​ ​while​ ​he​ ​whined​ ​in​ ​pleasure. 

​“​Okay,​ ​okay​!​”​ ​Stannie​ ​groaned​ ​and​ ​got​ ​up​ ​while​ ​undoing​ ​his​ ​shirt​ ​“​You​ ​make​ ​me​ ​wanna​ ​join​ ​the​ ​pack​ ​already.​”​ ​He​ ​nervously​ ​walked​ ​to​ ​them​ ​while​ ​covering​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​with​ ​both​ ​hands. 

​Marc​ ​yipped​ ​as​ ​his​ ​nose​ ​turned​ ​black​ ​and​ ​moist​ ​as​ ​his​ ​chest​ ​grew​ ​thicker​ ​fur,​ ​whining​ ​as​ ​his​ ​canine​ ​cock​ ​yanked​ ​violently.​ ​Juniper​ ​felt​ ​her​ ​fingernails​ ​sharpened​ ​as​ ​fur​ ​spreaded​ ​on​ ​her​ ​shoulders​ ​as​ ​her​ ​breasts​ ​grew​ ​larger.​ ​“​Let​’​s​ ​say​ ​we​ ​don​’​t​ ​fuck​ ​yet.​ ​So,​ ​You​ ​can​ ​cum​ ​any​ ​soon-​”​ ​She​ ​suggested​ ​before​ ​she​ ​continued​ ​sucking​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​fat​ ​lupine​ ​knots​ ​and​ ​shaft,​ ​before​ ​a​ ​sudden​ ​burst​ ​of​ ​cum​ ​flooded​ ​her​ ​throat​ ​as​ ​her​ ​partner​’​s​ ​body​ ​had​ ​become​ ​a​ ​full​ ​wolf. 

​As​ ​Stannie​ ​watched​ ​too​ ​closely​ ​at​ ​the​ ​sex​ ​scene,​ ​a​ ​large​ ​spill​ ​of​ ​wolf-cum​ ​splashed​ ​into​ ​his​ ​mouth,​ ​oddly​ ​savory,​ ​fishy​ ​and​ ​meaty.​ ​He​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​Marc,​ ​who​ ​had​ ​turned​ ​into​ ​a​ ​wolf​ ​with​ ​dark​ ​blonde​ ​fur​ ​and​ ​similar​ ​eyes​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​him​ ​as​ ​his​ ​knotted​ ​cock​ ​remained​ ​thick​ ​like​ ​most​ ​canines​ ​after​ ​ejaculation.​ ​Meanwhile,​ ​Juniper​ ​removed​ ​her​ ​glasses​ ​as​ ​her​ ​brown​ ​eyes​ ​turned​ ​amber​ ​as​ ​she​ ​got​ ​up​ ​and​ ​put​ ​one​ ​of​ ​her​ ​hands​ ​under​ ​her​ ​jeans.​ ​“​Have​ ​you​ ​ever​ ​kissed​ ​someone​ ​after​ ​a​ ​blowjob?​”​ ​Juniper​ ​smirked​ ​and​ ​kissed​ ​him​ ​as​ ​soon​ ​as​ ​opened​ ​his​ ​mouth​ ​to​ ​answer. 

​Stannie​ ​could​ ​feel​ ​Juniper​’​s​ ​fangs​ ​as​ ​she​ ​kissed​ ​and​ ​let​ ​some​ ​of​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​cum​ ​feed​ ​into​ ​his​ ​throat.​ ​He​ ​felt​ ​a​ ​fever​ ​yet​ ​being​ ​a​ ​pleasing​ ​and​ ​arousing​ ​one.​ ​Juniper​’​s​ ​fur​ ​was​ ​livid​ ​as​ ​it​ ​grew​ ​thick​ ​and​ ​highlighted​ ​on​ ​her​ ​shoulders​ ​and​ ​between​ ​her​ ​breasts.​ ​“​Now​ ​you​ ​do.​ ​Let​’​s​ ​enjoy​ ​tonight;​ ​You,​ ​Marc,​ ​and​ ​I​~​”​ ​She​ ​chuckled​ ​before​ ​reaching​ ​for​ ​his​ ​cock,​ ​jerking​ ​it​ ​hard​ ​and​ ​rapidly​ ​as​ ​he​ ​was​ ​off-guard. 

​As​ ​her​ ​haunch​ ​cracked​ ​for​ ​a​ ​pushing​ ​tail,​ ​Juniper​ ​moaned​ ​as​ ​she​ ​loosen​ ​her​ ​panties​ ​and​ ​stopped​ ​helping​ ​Stannie​ ​on​ ​his​ ​erection,​ ​holding​ ​it​ ​from​ ​ejaculation​ ​as​ ​she​ ​smirked.​ ​“​You​ ​don​’​t​ ​get​ ​to​ ​cum​ ​until​ ​You​ ​transform,​ ​Stannie​~​” 

​On​ ​his​ ​four​ ​legs,​ ​Marc​ ​approached​ ​Stannie​ ​from​ ​the​ ​rear​ ​and​ ​used​ ​his​ ​tongue​ ​to​ ​lick​ ​his​ ​buttcheek​ ​with​ ​a​ ​tickle​ ​and​ ​oddly​ ​arousing​ ​way.​ ​“​Ahh,​ ​how​ ​much​ ​I​ ​must​ ​transform​ ​then-​!​”​ ​Stannie​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​Juniper​ ​pulled​ ​her​ ​jeans​ ​down​ ​to​ ​reveal​ ​her​ ​thick​ ​bush​ ​that​ ​connected​ ​to​ ​her​ ​chest​ ​fur​ ​as​ ​she​ ​landed​ ​her​ ​palms​ ​on​ ​the​ ​floor. 

“​Let​’​s​ ​say​ ​your​ ​dick​ ​turned​ ​canine​ ​and​ ​you​ ​grow​ ​some​ ​muscles​”​ ​Juniper​ ​smirked​ ​lightly. 

​Juniper​ ​groaned​ ​with​ ​a​ ​twisted​ ​smirk,​ ​feeling​ ​her​ ​clit​ ​squirmed​ ​and​ ​getting​ ​wet​ ​under​ ​her​ ​pubic​ ​hair​ ​and​ ​panties.​ ​She​ ​stretched​ ​her​ ​legs​ ​that​ ​shifted​ ​from​ ​human​ ​shape​ ​into​ ​a​ ​leaner​ ​lupine​ ​version​ ​as​ ​dark​ ​blue​ ​fur​ ​grew​ ​thicker​ ​and​ ​spreaded​ ​across​ ​her​ ​body.​  

“​I​ ​need​ ​it-​”​ ​She​ ​whined​ ​as​ ​she​ ​reached​ ​for​ ​a​ ​mannequin​ ​but​ ​Marc​ ​in​ ​his​ ​wolf​ ​form​ ​held​ ​her​ ​by​ ​the​ ​front​ ​paws.​ ​He​ ​tore​ ​June​'​s​ ​panties​ ​off​ ​as​ ​he​ ​licked​ ​her​ ​clit​ ​passionately,​ ​not​ ​realizing​ ​Stannie​ ​screamed​ ​in​ ​pain​ ​as​ ​his​ ​scrawny​ ​build​ ​was​ ​filled​ ​with​ ​muscles​ ​while​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​cummed​ ​hand-free. 

Juniper​’​s​ ​hands​ ​twisted​ ​and​ ​lengthened,​ ​grinning​ ​as​ ​she​ ​grew​ ​larger​ ​and​ ​even​ ​more​ ​defined.​ ​“​Yes​!​ ​Make​ ​me​ ​the​ ​alpha​ ​queen​!​”​ ​she​ ​screamed​ ​passionately​ ​as​ ​her​ ​nose​ ​turned​ ​black​ ​and​ ​moist,​ ​feeling​ ​tail​ ​popping​ ​from​ ​her​ ​rear. 

“​Hey​”​ ​Stannie​ ​walked​ ​toward​ ​the​ ​rest,​ ​jerking​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​Stannie​ ​“​I​ ​am​ ​fucking​ ​horny​ ​now​”​ ​he​ ​groaned.​ ​“​Just​ ​suck​ ​it,​ ​please​”​ ​he​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​throbbed​ ​and​ ​precum​ ​leaked,​ ​smelling​ ​and​ ​alluring​ ​both​ ​Juniper​ ​and​ ​Marc.​ ​“​Help​ ​me​ ​get​ ​my​ ​inner​ ​wolf​ ​out​!​” 

Thud​! 

Pushing​ ​him​ ​back​ ​on​ ​the​ ​floor,​ ​Juniper​ ​put​ ​Stannie​’​s​ ​reddening​ ​cock​ ​in​ ​her​ ​mouth​ ​and​ ​readily​ ​used​ ​her​ ​tongue​ ​to​ ​play​ ​with​ ​it.​  

“​Fuck​ ​yes​…​”​ ​Stannie​ ​whined​ ​and​ ​panted​ ​before​ ​noticed​ ​Marc​’​s​ ​cock​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​him​ ​“​Friendship​ ​with​ ​benefits​ ​is​ ​cooler​ ​than​ ​I​ ​thought​”​ ​he​ ​chuckled​ ​before​ ​giving​ ​him​ ​a​ ​handjob​ ​while​ ​using​ ​his​ ​free​ ​hand​ ​to​ ​tease​ ​nipples​ ​on​ ​himself. 

He​ ​felt​ ​his​ ​fur​ ​grow​ ​as​ ​warmth​ ​and​ ​shiver​ ​aroused​ ​him​ ​hard,​ ​Stannie​ ​felt​ ​sparks​ ​of​ ​orgasm​ ​filled​ ​his​ ​body​ ​as​ ​he​ ​felt​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​was​ ​sucked​ ​by​ ​what​ ​was​ ​a​ ​muzzle​ ​of​ ​she-wolf.​ ​“​Make​ ​me​ ​part​ ​of​ ​the​ ​pack​!​”​ ​He​ ​yelled​ ​in​ ​joy​ ​as​ ​his​ ​nails​ ​and​ ​toes​ ​grew​ ​longer​ ​and​ ​thinner,​ ​fangs​ ​sharpened,​ ​and​ ​curly​ ​fur​ ​was​ ​spreading​ ​across​ ​his​ ​lean​ ​body. 

“​I​ ​am​ ​gonna​…​”​ ​he​ ​whined​ ​before​ ​a​ ​voice​ ​turned​ ​yipping,​ ​his​ ​hands​ ​grew​ ​pads​ ​and​ ​his​ ​feet​ ​shifted,​ ​tail​ ​cracked​ ​free​ ​from​ ​his​ ​transforming​ ​flesh,​ ​and​ ​his​ ​jaw​ ​was​ ​pushed​ ​forward. 

“​-Cu-Ah-AWOO​!​” 

As​ ​soon​ ​as​ ​he​ ​cum,​ ​Stannie​ ​felt​ ​himself​ ​being​ ​in​ ​a​ ​totally​ ​different​ ​shape,​ ​a​ ​dark-furred​ ​wolf​ ​as​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​remained​ ​hung​ ​but​ ​it​ ​had​ ​been​ ​relieved​ ​much​ ​better.​ ​He​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​the​ ​other​ ​two​ ​what​ ​to​ ​do​ ​next. 

“​You​ ​two​ ​are​ ​gonna​ ​need​ ​some​ ​filling​…​”​ ​Marc​ ​smirked​ ​on​ ​his​ ​muzzle,​ ​yet​ ​not​ ​moving​ ​his​ ​muzzle​ ​“​I​ ​know​ ​where​ ​to​ ​find​ ​extra​ ​calories​ ​you​ ​newbies​”​ ​he​ ​rushed​ ​toward​ ​a​ ​red​ ​light​ ​district​’​s​ ​direction​ ​on​ ​four.​ ​“​There​’​s​ ​a​ ​Korean​ ​BBQ​ ​buffet​ ​there​ ​and​ ​people​ ​treat​ ​it​ ​as​ ​an​ ​Instagram​ ​landmark​ ​rather​ ​than​ ​a​ ​diner​”​ ​he​ ​joked. 

“​Wait,​ ​we​ ​can​ ​talk?​!​”​ ​Stannie​ ​thought​ ​to​ ​himself​ ​in​ ​wonder,​ ​glaring​ ​at​ ​the​ ​blonde-furred​ ​figure​ ​rushing​ ​as​ ​Juniper​ ​yipped​ ​like​ ​a​ ​laughter. 

“​I​ ​doubt.​ ​Maybe​ ​pheromones​ ​or​ ​wild​ ​magic?​”​ ​She​ ​joked​ ​before​ ​following​ ​Marc​ ​“​C​’​mon.​ ​Ask​ ​less,​ ​enjoy​ ​more​”​ ​she​ ​nodded​ ​to​ ​Stannie​ ​before​ ​dashing​ ​across​ ​the​ ​ruined​ ​building. 

Stannie​ ​followed,​ ​hopping​ ​and​ ​rushing​ ​on​ ​four​ ​quickly​ ​and​ ​dodging​ ​obstacles​ ​like​ ​a​ ​pro.​ ​“​Fuck​ ​yeah​!​”​ ​he​ ​wagged​ ​his​ ​tail​ ​with​ ​his​ ​tongue​ ​out​ ​against​ ​the​ ​wind.