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Warm euphoria blanketed the back of Aiden's shoulders and legs, sighing pleasantly as his eye fluttered open. Blends of greens and browns was all his eyes could see, annoyed by being bombarded by even the dimmest light that he kept them shut a little longer, cautiously opening his eyes little by little to adjust. While doing so, Aiden brought himself up to crossed legs, stretching out his arms and hands, the rays of heat covering his backside now upon his chest and face. The warmth and stretch was wonderful, instantly smiling as he dropped forward and repositioned his legs behind, stretching his entire body out on hands and knees. This posture also felt good, more appropriate than normally standing on his feet. It felt more...animal.

His sight adjusted; eyes staring ahead and then blinking in surprise as Aiden finally realized where he was. Nothing but short and long grass; dark brown loose and rocky earth, a scattered array of trees grown all around him seemingly blocking the sky if not for an empty path ahead of him where the sun was rising. This was the woods deep beyond the borders of town, probably a mile away from where one end connected and crossed into the town park so close to his apartment. Eyes began to water and tremble in shock, body tensing stunningly as a small gust of morning gale revealed no clothes worn over.

"No way," Aiden muttered quietly, shaking off the alien desire to stay on all fours and climbing back up to his feet. It was an awful lot to take in, most people normally not having to deal with waking up in the middle of the woods. The light chilly breeze freezing his naked body and the discomfort of jagged and uneven ground under his feet elicited some need for panic. It wasn't the trying to get home and warm that bothered him the most, more likely the fear of embarrassment of getting caught by passing pedestrians or motorist and his streaking journey getting told around, like a folk song. But what really had Aiden reeling was the reason he was even out amongst.

Did all that really happen last night?

One palm pressed against his forward as his head hung under his chest, Aiden's mind began to recollect most of the events from last night, the terror and abnormal pleasure he felt from what had happened to his own body and mind. The night was supposed to have been his moment of truly becoming a man, to walk along those that had tasted adulthood, albeit in the form of sex. But it would have been enough to finally feel satisfied in being called a man, see as he was a virgin.

It was kind of hard to have confidence in making out with the other sex with the knowledge of a particular deformity hanging over his head, and the unknown reactions and fears that would come with it.

Aiden didn't have a real clue why he thought Vivian was suppose to be the one he would lose his virginity too. Their hook-up was a mere accident thanks to his friend, Gary, playing matchmaker without Aiden's permission. In most cases he would have fought about things like these, not liking to be told how you should or what you should do, that he had a right to choose how to live his life instead of being a copy of generic horny and drunk lunatics that saw little values in manners. Aiden knew he sometimes felt ridiculous playing an innocent goody-goody all the time but he grew up being taught to be better than most others and live your own life. His self-made path though paved a rare occasion to experience the carnal bliss of making love to a woman, trying to keep his malformed manhood a secret as long as he could.

Lately, ever since he turned 21, his views had steady changed. Having been a goody-to-shoe for so long he never acquired any baser urges, sex that last thing on his mind. On his first night in his new age, though, his thoughts suddenly became plagued with them. It was like his lusty hormones had been dammed up most of his life, accumulating every stimulating thought and transmission behind it each time Aiden brushed the notion aside and moved on. He hadn't done anything different on his birthday to exasperate the dam, unless it was the fact it just finally gave from the overbearing weight. Whatever happened, Aiden had been overcome with a rush of heat and a stiff erection, his animal phallus rubbing against his stomach adding to the tension. In a hormonal stupor, Aiden went to business quickly, discovering the bliss of sexual gratification and achieving three separate orgasms in the course of one night, regrets occurring the next morning as some of the places in his room he decided to finish in had to be cleaned. An embarrassing morning for him, indeed...but satisfying none the less.

Having tasted sex and driven by it as of late Aiden allowed the hookup to happen, looking pass the obvious faults Vivian expressed through her mannerisms and quirks, suggestively told through her body language that she didn't seem to mind him taking her to his bed and "pounding the pillow." This all happened in two days, last night meant to be the night Aiden and Vivian were to make love and enjoy real sex with a partner, not alone. His spirits and hopes had risen magnificently after Vivian expressed her eagerness for being plowed "by a wolf."

He hadn't accounted on actually turning into one.

His memories recalling Vivian pointing out his physical changes, later standing on digitigrades in front of his vanity mirror to confirm it, Aiden broke from his thoughts and hastily scanned himself, looking over his hands and feet and feeling around his face. They were all normal, all human, with the abysmal exception to his manhood. Aiden raised his head high and let out a relieving sigh, eyes widening back open and body tense once more.

Did that really happen to me? Was I turning into a...a wolf?

Nothing like this has ever happened to him before. It was always weird that he was born the way he is below but there had never been any real signs of an animal hidden deep within him. He had never been bitten by a giant wolf creature or rabid wolf, nor does he recall ever encountering any pissed-off or sinister witches or gypsies cursing him to become one. It hadn't even been a full moon last night, four days away still. The idea that he had truly experienced turning into a werewolf, recalling the urges and thoughts it had...he had while escaping from his apartment complex, was just absurd and baffling.

But it did happen. It wasn't some kind of nightmare. Maybe Aiden had known something lurked inside him all along and didn't want to believe it. The faint whispers that had surfaced since the night of his 21st birthday, the ones that had egged him on to seek sexual pleasure by any means; could they been the voice of the animal, the wolf? Last night during the provoking and in mid-coitus, those whispers had gotten louder and Aiden now detected a wolfish tone in its voice, even animal calls and cries mixed within. His inner wolf had sought sex and by finally complying Aiden had managed to crack the lock keeping the beast in its cage. The wolf had gotten a taste of freedom.

And Vivian knows about it, probably having told her friends or even the cops by now. Hopefully she spilled the fact she was wasted last night too, compromising her story. Aiden felt sorry for what he had put her through, but was less sympathetic to how she was going to move on. Her mannerisms and advances had given him the impression that Vivian was a born slut, getting what she need from one guy and, once bored, moving on to the next. A sly grin pulled across his face thinking about it, amused at how timid and paranoid Vivian would be the rest of her life with another man, never knowing if her next fuck-buddy was another wolf.

I'm only sorry we never finished what we started. I'm certain if she had more guts and imagination the bitch would have enjoyed it, and then beg for more.

A light chuckle left his lips, followed by an excited round of panting. His amusement faded the moment he realized how awful that sounded in his head. What was most troubling was whether that was his inner wolf talking or Aiden himself.

Another brush of cold wind brought Aiden out of his contemplation, skin crawling with goosebumps as he began to figure out a way of getting back home without getting caught in public nude. The only problem was he literary had no idea exactly where in the woods he was, not even the fragmented memories roaming around as a wolf beast helped shed any clues. His hope was ebbing away as Aiden attempted to take a few steps to the left, and then to the right until he paused and groaned.

This is crazy!_Aiden thought, pressing one hand against his temples, the other covering his manhood. _I don't remember what direction I took off in last night. I've never been out here once. How am I suppose to know which way is...*sniff sniff* ...Hey! Is that ground beef and flour I smell?

Drawn to the smell of Mexican delectables Aiden began to walk dazedly towards the scent, tongue lolled in anticipation as his walk shifted into a steady run, the unevenness of the earth under his feet not much of concern. The smell got stronger after a few minutes of running, pausing ever so often to sniff the air frantically for the source of the cooked meal. Taking refuge behind a thick tree trunk Aiden rested forward against it, peering deeply ahead with primal fascination, the smell having instigated a common hunger but one that had grown maddening. Huffs and grunts began to change to rapid consecutive soft barks, subconscious to the fact that his inner wolf was starting to surface again.

And a part of him seemed to welcome it.

The bark of the tree Aiden grasped around began to crack with a scrapping sound, nails feeling sharper than before digging in reaction to rising tension building up inside. His face and spine started to twitch and swell, pressure building as tugging ears listened to audible pops sounding. He could feel it, his face trying to push out into that short lupine muzzle; his spine lengthening and feeling the small short stub of his animal tail growing. And the more it tried to come out and change him, the more he liked it, accepting it.

It's what you are, the whispers spoke in his head again, returning more vivid and clear than ever before. Let out the beast. Go Wild! You're a wolf, after all.

His head cocked back high, the strain forming over his body intensifying as he succumbed further to his inner wolf's wishes. His voice wanted to let out a triumphant howl, to express his willingness to be possessed and transformed, to see how much more wolf he could become.

"I'll take a Carne Asada Burrito, please."

Rational senses jumped back into Aiden the moment he recognized that voice, despite still being too far to see where the source of food was coming from. But it was close, and the owner of that voice may be his only chance in surviving humiliation from the world...though it was going to be hard explaining how he gotten lost and nude in the woods. Shaking off the animal thoughts and behaviors Aiden resumed his dash towards the smell, praying Gary, his friend and owner of that voice would still be there.

The land began to slope steeply until he nearly stumbled down to the edge of the woods, spotting a beat-up street. Examining further Aiden realized he was near the road that linked down to his high school. A passing car stole his attention, shrugging closer behind his tree to keep from being noticed, looking out once more to finally discover the source of all that delicious ground beef and chicken wrapped between toasted tortillas. One of the three wandering Mexican food buses that circle around town had made a morning stop near the school, looking to snag any early-bird customers from hiking school bound teenagers. Walking into view behind the back of the bus was Gary, chowing-down on his breakfast burrito boasting a smug look over his face.

Aiden was about to call out to him, and then drew back instantly. Shouting out to Gary would draw attention to any passer-biers and increase the chances he would get spotted. But there wasn't much he could do from this distance without Gary walking towards him on the other end of the road, or without a cell phone handy. Aiden looked left and right, somewhat more assured of his chances of grabbing Gary's attention with the absences of other pedestrians.

"Gary!" Aiden shouted.

Gary's eyes widened as he looked around, at first not noticing where the voice came from, if that was even what he was looking for. Another cry made Gary do a double-take straight across the road, Aiden certain he finally snagged him extending a bit out of his hiding place and waving to him. Gary looked stumped as he leaned his head forward to better see what he was seeing, checking both sides of the street before he walked across.

"Aiden? Is that you?"

A heavy sigh exhaled from Aiden's lungs, the jitters still creeping over him as it was time to explain himself without losing his dignity. "Damn sure glad to see you around here, Gary."

"Yeah, the same," Gary chuckled nervously, unsure what was going on. "What are you doing in there? Taking a hike?"

"Um...something like that. Listen, Gary, I need you to help me out here. I'm in a bit of a mess."

Gary's head tilted slightly to a side, taking another bite of his burrito. "What do you mean? Did things go south with Vivian last night? How did you manage to fuck THAT up?"

Gary laughed heartily, Aiden growling under his breath a realistic animal growl.

"Kind of," Aiden agreed softly, and irritably. "But that's not the problem right now. Do you have your car?"

Gary took another bite, pointing behind him down opposite path to the high school, spotting his Honda parked along the curb. "You get tired or something?" Gary asked, food spitting from his mouth.

"Well, uh..." Aiden scratched the back of his head, a momentarily spark of primal elation swimming inside as it reminded him of Vivian scratching between his ears the other night. Shaking off the feeling Aiden looked down and grew nervous, in disbelief he had to show his nudity for Gary to grasp the situation. Aiden stuck his right shoulder and leg out in view, looking away shamefully.

Gary looked twisted, not saying a word...until he blew up into laughter, the most side-splitting sensation he ever had. Aiden kept his face away, secretly baring his teeth and snarling silently in frustration.

" HOW IN THE WORLD DID YOU MANAGE THIS!?" Gary shouted, looking to collapse to his knees from the intense laughing.

Aiden shushed him, gesturing to knock it off and listen. Gary composed himself, wiping a tear from his eyes as he smiled slyly, still letting out mild snickering.

"Please, Gary. I'm having a bad day as it is. Can you just get your car and park over here so I can get in?"

"Sure," Gary said, another round chuckling breaking through his weak attempt to resist. "But could you come a bit more and say Cheese to nice camera here?"

Before Gary could finish his joke with rummaging out his Smartphone Aiden's temper flared, snarling furiously. It got Gary to stop laughing on the spot, backing away as his own set of goose bumps crawled up his skin.

"Ok, ok. I'm getting the car."

Aiden waited behind his tree, shaking off the wild sensation that had spontaneously escaped through his angry voice as Gary ran to his car, started the engine, and made a reckless U-turn. Adrenaline already coursing in his veins from his snarl Aiden made a dash to the car, neglecting morally to hide his shame as all that mattered was getting from point A to point B. His fingers clenched under the lever of the car door, gripping and pulling back several time before he realized it wasn't opening. He could hear Aiden resuming his laughter inside the car as if he was outside. An oncoming vehicle was quickly approach from behind.

" GARY!" Aiden screamed, hearing the doors click soon after and jumping head first into the backseat.

"Sorry, man," Gary apologized, covering his mouth to repress anymore of his laughter. "You got to admit though, this is pretty funny from my end."

Aiden felt his throat wanting to let out another beastly growl, teeth even thirsting Gary's neck. All he could do was shake his head violently some more, waving his arm between the front seats telling Gary to start driving.

"Your place or my place?" Gary questioned.

"Your place for now, I guess. I need to borrow some clothes. I'm not going to try walking back to my apartment with the super looming around."

"Ok, ok."

* * *

A sudden bleakness grumbled inside Aiden's stomach as he pulled one of Gary's shirts over his head, feeling unusual sully and awkward. It wasn't from wearing someone else's stuff though. It felt more like disgust for even wearing clothes. Aiden figured this was what this inner animal of his was thinking, moaning as he forced his arms to pull down the shirt over his stomach, his animal cock attempting to peek out under the denim jean waistline. Luckily Gary hadn't mentioned anything about spying his loins, his personal secret still safe. Sighing, looking out his friend's bedroom window and feeling a moment of reprieve from the late morning sunlight basking over this house's trees, Aiden walks out of the room and heads downstairs.

"So you going to explain what the heck you were doing out in the middle of the woods...naked?"

Gary was waiting for him downstairs straight into the living room, his head hung back behind his sofa with a wide grin. Sitting behind the sofa next to Gary's legs was Sophie, Gary's family dog; a female grey coated white Husky. Her eyes looked up to Aiden with wide-eye fascination, her tail wagging frantically as she let out a friendly bark greeting him. Something about the way she was looking at him began to bother Aiden.

"Quiet, girl," Gary commanded Sophie. Sophie whined and bowed her head, a very well trained pet ever since Gary's family adopted her from the local animal shelter five years ago. Gary looked down on her, Aiden telling he was giving her the evil stare. Sophie whimpered some more as she brought her head on top of Gary's lap, her mood brightening again as she received affectionate petting over her head and neck. "That a girl."

Aiden walked around the sofa heading for the lone Lazy Boy chair to the left of it, hands crossed between twitching legs, showing his nervousness. Sophie looked back often, looking curiously at Aiden. That awkward feeling crawled up his stomach and into his throat as if about to hurl.

"So-o-o-o-o," Gary joked, "your explanation, pa-lease!"

"You mean about Vivian first, right?"

Gary smiled and nodded. "I definitely like to know what happened with that too, yes."

"Well, nothing happened." Aiden took a deep breath. "I mean, I guess something did happen. We were about to...you know. In fact we were, really. But...it just didn't happen, not because I didn't want it to."

"Uh-huh," Gary exclaimed, sensing doubt.

"Seriously, I thought I was doing quite well. But...something weird happened. Something very bizarre that scared the crap out of Vivian. I don't think we will be seeing each other again anytime soon."

"Are you kidding, man!?" Gary shouted in a soft uproar. "Just two nights ago the two of you looked like you were going to be multiplying like bunnies. What exactly happened that 'scared' Vivian away?"

"I...uh..."

"Come on," Gary pushed, "did you come to fast? Did you get into some strange groove she didn't like? Did you get preachy all of a sudden?"

"No, I didn't," Aiden growled, that wolfish voice mixed through. Sophie noticed it, ears perked high and staring attentively towards him. "It was...fuck, you wouldn't believe me. But it's the same reason I ended up in the woods this morning. Something is seriously wrong with me."

"What the heck are you talking about, dude?"

Aiden finally turned his head and took another breath of air to help him through. "Gary I think...I think I might be a...a...were...wolf."

Gary stayed silent with a gawky look over his face, chuckling less intensely then before but still amused. "A werewolf? You think you're a werewolf?"

"Well," Aiden continued, "I'm just as skeptic as you are. But something very weird did happen to me last night, something monstrous. And that is why Vivian stormed off. Strangely she was more pissed off than she was scared shitless."

"Wait," Gary stopped him, slapping his right knee. "You can't seriously think I would buy this? Come on, nobody just turns into a monster while having sex, at least not physically."

"Look, I can't explain it, all right. And I'm not fucking lying. I did turn into a wolf...well, partial from what I could remember. But I saw it; the muzzle grown from my face, my ears as pointed as Sophie's, and claws punctured from my fingertips. I don't know what's happening to me. What if I hurt someone last night after I got out?"

"Did you see any blood on you this morning?" Gary pointed out. Aiden scanned himself with his eyes briefly, shaking his head. "Then I think your soul is safe, dude."

Sophie left the comfort of Gary's lap to offer her friendly affection to Aiden, sensing his confusion and depression. Aiden extend his hand out over the Husky's back, petting fondly. Sophie became more excited, leaping her forepaws onto Aiden's lap and licking his face happily. Aiden tried to shoo the pooch gently away, overwhelmed by the K-9's tongue licking, but ended up taking it as he found a odd elation from it.

Something...beastly.

"Well, if you are a werewolf Sophie must sense it," Gary joked, snickering as he flipped the living room's 42 inch LCD television set on. "Just don't get to chummy now, eh?"

Aiden ignored that comment, momentarily unaware that he had begun to return the enigmatic hyper Husky's affectionate licking without Gary noticing.

"Uh oh!" Gary bellowed, distracting Aiden from his spurge of animal behavior with Sophie.

"What?"

"I think someone must have been on Franklin Street besides us taking photos."

Aiden raised an eyebrow to Gary's comment until he looked at the TV screen, his mouth agape. There was a news report on and the headline displayed behind the anchorman said "Wolf Man Spotted." Under it was a picture of something blurry between the gaps of two trees. It looked like a nude person racing between them

"Oh God," Aiden cried, shoving Sophie off his lap and stepping closer to the television screen. The Anchorman was discussing how one of the townsfolk had spotted someone naked roaming the woods on the outskirts of town this morning, a hiker camping out. He happened to have a high megapixel quality camera with him. Aiden's color drained as he dropped to his knees, whimpering as Sophie rushed to his side sitting next to him.

"Wait, wait," Gary exclaimed, "listen. I think they're talking about someone else."

Before Aiden could possibly imagine how there could be another lunatic believing to be a werewolf roaming the woods nude beside him, the anchorman confirmed Gary's words. The hiker a report had talked to had described the person as a woman, not a man, somewhat thin but fit with silver shimmering hair grown down behind her shoulders. The hiker said he had gotten pretty close to see her clearly before she realized she was being watched. He said she suddenly growled and bared her teeth, the hiker believing she had real fangs and that her eyes started to glow yellow and feral. The photo was the only shot he got of her before she disappeared into the woods.

"Huh," Gary said, arms crossed in disbelief. "Guess you're not the only werewolf around."

Aiden barely heard Gary's words, ears concentrating on anymore say on the wolf girl the hiker saw.

A wolf girl? Is there really someone else like me out there? And a girl? What does this mean? I'm going out of my mind!

...looks beautiful...

...make her mine...

The whispers voiced their say, drowned out quickly by Sophie's nuzzling against Aiden's cheeks, wanting attention.

"Crap," Gary groaned, looking at the clock on the Cable-box's display. "I got to get ready for work. You don't mind waiting here for a ride until I get out of the shower?"

Aiden looked back dazed, distracted by the newscast and Sophie's hyper nuzzling. "Oh, no I don't mind waiting."

"Ok, dude. Don't tear up the furniture while I'm gone." Gary waved back behind as he raced up the stairs, hearing the bathroom door upstairs close behind.

Give the jokes a rest already, will you Gary?

Aiden got back up only to sit down on the sofa where Gary was earlier, arms and legs sprawled out as he sighed. Aiden never believed he could have such a crazy morning like this, having to deal with question not easily answered with only more piling up. It might have been more reasonable to deal with if it wasn't about werewolves. Aiden ran a hand down his face, groaning again.

Why is this happening?

Whines brought Aiden's attention down between his legs, Sophie sitting restlessly gazing up at him, tail wagging once more.

"What do you want from me, girl?" Aiden asked frustratingly. He never minded Sophie being friendly but her behavior seemed erratic and off the wall today. Aiden gave her all the petting and scratching any dog could want, but Sophie continue to whine more and more. "What!?" Aiden growled.

His nose began to dance around suddenly, twitching and sniffing alertly to a new smell that wafted in his nostrils. The smell was kind of pleasant, even kind of a turn on as Aiden's body started to flush and grow hot, heaving a little as his current state of seating was becoming uncomfortable. His loaned clothes started to bother him once more, those animal urges telling him he would feel better nude like before. Aiden began to grunt as he tugged at the bottom of his shirt, bringing it up occasionally until he finally gave in to letting his chest and shoulders go bare. He instantly felt better, knowing taking off his pants would make he feel even more wonderful.

Reaching for the button and zipper and stopped himself, catching the abnormal behavior encroaching him before it got any worse, though it remained waiting on the surface to possess him again. Aiden hung his head back, mouth opened and feeling his tongue trying to slither out again, clasping his jaw tightly to prevent it only to start snarling annoyingly. He finally gave in as he realized the instinct to act out was just as overwhelming, panting from the thrilling sensation spreading all over his body.

His eyes bugged feeling something pressed against the closed flap of his pants, sniffing vigorously. Sophie's nose had become attracted to the bulge formed against the fabric, Aiden knowing what it was. Before he could do anything the bugle drew higher above the waistline, the tip of his manhood peeking against his abdomen. Sophie's head rose back staring curiously, and then began to pant as she mouth drew closer to Aiden's loins.

At first Aiden tried to wiggle his legs or move his arms to shoo Sophie off before she did what he thought she was going to do, but his limbs seemed unresponsive not because they felt weak, but because they didn't want to obey him. When he tried to command Sophie to go away his voice strained, two voices fighting for dominance until the animal one won, though growling and snarling in the same objection Aiden had. Sophie only paused, her eyes looking up in suspicion, only to return to sniffing at his erection. Aiden forced an arm to finally swing to his sides, a hand grasping the back of Sophie's neck.

Aiden gasped and flopped back further against the sofa, eyes half closed and forming a delighted smile, feeling the wet affectionate tongue of the Husky have her fill of tasting his Wolfish phallus. The objections and terror that once screamed in his head has been deafened out, primal thinking enjoying the adoring stimulation the frisky Husky was offering him, rekindling last night's unsalted lust. Aiden's fingers grabbing the nape of Sophie's loosened gently and instead pulled her in closer, the other idling sliding under her maw to work the undoing of his pants. The flap opened Sophie now had access to the sheath of his member, fondly lapping the contours while Aiden growled pleasurably.

The pressure against his face built up again, the pops and cracks sounding as he could feel his canines lengthen and his ears pull against the top of his head. His nose was getting moist and leathery, shaping into a lupine-like snout as his upper lip and jaw protruded, connecting. His ears pulled to the top and grow out into wolfen points, folding back immediately in expression of the pleasure.

Howl!!!

The bathroom door upstairs squeaked open, snapping Aiden out his beastly mindset for the moment. He looked back quickly to see if Gary was coming down, looking back to Sophie gingerly licking his erection still as panic struck him. Finding energy in his limbs Aiden pushed Sophie away from his loins, hastily doing the pants back together, struggling from the current bulge still lingering. He then snatched the shirt and put it back on just as Gary rushed down. Aiden smiled and waved wearily, Sophie circling him, and Gary waved back turning straight into the kitchen...before he did a double take.

"Holy Shit!" Gary cried, pointing a shaky finger at Aiden's face. "Either you're one hell of a make-up artist or you weren't joking about the werewolf thing."

Aiden gazed confusingly at Gary before closing his eyes tightly in dumbfounded realization. He brought a hand around the side of his head and discovered his ears having once again traveled up the top of his head, grown into wolfish shapes. He didn't need to feel his face to know the oddly looking short muzzle was back.

Gary approached Aiden cautiously, reaching out a examining hand to feel Aiden's muzzle and ears as well, confirming that were the real deal. After having his fill Gary brought his studying hand to his chest, continuing to look shocked and awed.

"So..." Gary stuttered, "Are you suppose to be some kind of reverse werewolf? Cause, I mean its morning, not night time. It's not even full moon central yet."

Aiden sighed as he looked down to Sophie, still panting and eager to seek out his unusual manhood, barking in similar response. "I have no idea," Aiden answered, looking back to Gary with a baffled and gloomy stare.