Your Werewolf Roommate
This originally started as a story i wrote on Twitter, which explains the short paragrpahs as this is where one tweet goes over to the next one.
Enjoy. <3
You were unsure at first, when your new werewolf roommate moved in.
But you needed someone to split the rent with and from all the candidates, this seemed like the best option. She assured you, she didn't have any violent urges that would get either of you into trouble.
Your werewolf roommate tends to stay in her gorgeous half-wolf shape most of the time. At first you were a bit frightened, but as the weeks went by, you enjoyed the sight of her pelts markings accentuating her curves.
When winter came, your werewolf roommate asked you to help her brush her fur and you both enjoyed this immensely. You already asked lots of questions about her life, but with these, you felt comfortable asking more elaborate questions.
You don't know if your werewolf roommate noticed you peeking when she changed, be it clothes or between her forms. You wished, you could get the courage to ask her to change you too, making you like her.
One day in spring, you came home early from work and you ran into your werewolf roommate in the hallway. She just came from showering and was naked, only a towel keeping her gorgeous long hair in check. You couldn't hide your blushing, stuttering excuses.
Your werewolf roommate bound her towel around her waist, hiding her hips and sheath. You turned away, still blushing. She squeezed your shoulder reassuringly, but it felt more distant. You don't know if the brushing sessions stopped because of that or because of spring.
It became summer. Your werewolf roomate kept the distance, but tried to stay positive with you. You were afraid to ask what changed, what was wrong. You offered to brush her hair, but she said she was fine.
It pained you, and you think she felt similarly.
In autumn, you planned a date, telling her that you wanted... needed to talk. That both of you waited too long for this. You got her an original signed copy of her favorite bands newest album.
You waited a few hours for your werewolf roommate. You worried about her, unable to reach her on the phone or other means. Did you do something wrong? Pushed too hard? These were thoughts that plagued you as you fell asleep on the couch.
Something tugged your hair. The moon shone into the room. Your werewolf roommate was sitting beside you, in her full glory. She was sorry she kept you waiting. And then she started to open her heart.
She loves you, this past year has made this very clear to her. You counter that this is the same for you. You want to be closer to her, but didn't know how to express this, feeling too awkward to simply admit it.
Your werewolf roommate hugs you, you slide your arms around her, you are both crying with the relief of speaking the truth of your feelings. She'd noticed your wish on that spring-day.
But the werewolf-condition can change people more than just making them more wolf-like. Like her becoming a woman, it can cause you to become more as you wish you were, deep down. And if done wrong, this can be damaging. She didn't know how to tell you this, and she's sorry.
Sorry, she didn't explain this and instead became distant. This was wrong. She wipes her tears away, pressing her face close to yours and as you don't resist, she licks your tears off.
You ask her to change you at the same time as she wants to ask you. You try this three times, then you laugh, the tension washing away. She holds you in her furred arms and then you look at her, determined and ask again.
You never were so sure of something in your life.
She explains, that the change can be transferred by intimacy, which would include a bite. And it requires the werewolf to be willing. She asks you if you're sure.
You take her face by her cheeks and guide her black lips to yours, kissing her.
You feel a spark from your werewolf roommate, a warmth going down your throat into your belly, nestling there, making you feel warm, your hair standing up, as her long canine tongue plays with yours. Lost in the bliss, you can feel your bodyhair growing, your face becoming longer.
She breaks the kiss, looking at you, slowly rubbing along your body where the changes start. The touch feels good on your chin, as it elongates and becomes fuzzier. A happy growl coming from your throat, as the warmth spreads.
You start to pant, as your arms become fuzzy too, taking on a dark grey tone. Your werewolf roommate helping you out of your shirt, poking gently into the palm of your hand as your nails form into claws similar to hers. She smiles, as you squirm against her lap.
With your body using its strength to change, you have not a lot resistance, as your werewolf roommate lifts you up, pulling your pants down to your knees, freeing your new fluffy tail. It wags as you realize that you have a tail now.
You are so happy.
Your werewolf roommate asks if you're comfortable enough and you can't help but give a happy bark, sinking back into the couch. She kisses you again, getting rid of her own clothes, explaining that she feels a bit warm herself. Once out of her panties, you realize what she means.
She is visibly excited, as your body continues to grow. You comment that she is as beautiful as on the first day you met, but halfway through the sentence, you notice the pitch of your voice going higher.
You are confused, seeking her touch. What was happening? She gave you a reassuring squeeze, her body pressed against yours. She whispers, that you did wish for yourself to become more like her. She guesses, that you meant that more literal than you thought.
Anxious thoughts flare up, you swallow. A thousand thoughts course through your head. Then your new snout starts working. You can smell her, even with your eyes closed. She is here. You are here. You can do this. It's calming. soothing. You breathe long.
In the embrace of your werewolf roommate, you calm down, pressing your nose into her fur. Your new wolf ears laying down as you relax. Let your body do it's thing. It knows where the journey goes and you will figure out how your life will change for the better.
You feel your hips becoming rounder. Your chest growing. Your happy whimpers letting her know that you are where you want to be. She starts to rub your fuzzy tummy, her fingers scratching you a bit lower, after your own sheath formed.
Then she kisses you again, a quick kiss, and asks if you feel okay. You are feeling intoxicated. You feel complete. More like yourself. She rests her head on yours, her claws digging into your fuzzy butt. You feel the changes ebbing down.
You yelp in surprise at a new feeling, as her fingers explore your new body between your legs. Something you didn't have earlier, but after a few seconds, you appreciate it being there. A part of you that was missing. She tells you, how she remembers this moment of herself.
Groaning, you touch her too, slowly massaging and rubbing her, loving how her smell and expression changes as you experiment, trying to make a game out of acting like you are unfazed. You both are very bad at this, but you enjoy it anyway.
The evening is long but you finally get a taste of her, enjoying your new long tongue and the smells your new nose grants you. She entices you so long, that your new fluffy bellyfur is a mess as you fall asleep in each others arms in your bed.
The next morning, you both can barely wake up, as your noses, tongues and fingers start exploring the other again. In a short break that you take to drink, she explains that you should let her know if you want to take her in. You're blushing under your fur again at the idea.
You come two more times, your body being sensitive due to the change. Your werewolf roommate has your head on her lap as you watch a movie on the couch. Naked, since you are too enjoying each other too frequently today.
As the movie has a lull in it's action, you get up, going for a kiss again, that she only eagerly returns, you guiding her fingers back between your legs, where she first explored you last night.
With a shiver in your voice, you ask her to take you.