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?"God DAMN, I've never been so glad to get back indoors in my life!" John exclaimed aloud, slamming the door shut behind him, exhausted and exasperated from the rougher-than-normal day at work he had endured. Working as a mechanic was no easy task, especially when many of the vehicles that came in for a simple oil change wound up needing some kind of major repair as well, forcing him to scramble to get all the work done in time. It got so bad at one point that he fantasized about taking a sledgehammer to one of the stupid crappily-made cars... immediately followed by a chainsaw.

When five o'clock rang by, he couldn't have left the garage any quicker if he tried, not even looking back as he took his leave. The only detour he made on his way back home was to stop by the local supermarket to stock up on drinks and food - thankfully for him, he always had the weekends off unless there was some kind of emergency, and given how much of a strain the job was on his sanity, he was glad it wasn't a 24/7 job, otherwise he probably would have ended up storming the place with his paintball gun and leaving it looking like the aftermath of a game of Splatoon. Whilst he was doing the rounds to grab some drinks, he swung by the fizzy drinks isle to pick up a few packs of Mountain Dew to ensure he was well-stocked for the weekend ahead.

He was going to pick up his usual choice when his attention was drawn to a limited edition flavor of the soda that had just been stocked up, Mtn Dew Blood Moon. He picked up a can and took a closer look, the flavor was described as a mix of raspberry and blackberry, alongside the usual additions. It sounded like a nice mix, so he piled up a few tins in his basket before continuing on.

"It's gonna take a while to get all this put away..." He thought, taking a look at the grocery bags he had left on the table. "Guess it wouldn't hurt to start on the Dew." He smirked, grabbing one of the Blood Moon cans from the bag, cracking it open. He took a look inside the can, the soda being a dark red in color. "Well it passes the color test all right, but what about the taste test?" He brought it to his lips, taking a nice, long gulp from the metal container. It did indeed taste like a mix of raspberry and blueberry, much to his joy.

"Mmm, not bad at all!" He grinned, taking another big gulp. He had a feeling that he'd have to stop by the supermarket again tomorrow and pick up a few more tins, maybe raid the whole stock of them if need be. Before he knew it, he had already finished off the can he had opened just moments ago, and proceeded to grab another tin to start drinking from that. It'd probably help him if he were to slow down on the consumption of them, but given the day he had, he was ready to drink away his troubles - hell, at least it wasn't alcohol.

He sat down on his sofa, placing a few extra cans on the table next to him as he drank more of his second tin. He was about to turn on his TV when he suddenly heard a loud, wailing noise blasting out of his phone, making him jump.

"Yikes, what the hell?!" He gasped, grabbing his phone as he looked at the screen - it was an alert being sent through the emergency broadcast system, and that was something that he rarely ever got. "Oh great, Trump's probably gone and botched something up royally, hasn't he?" He sighed, waiting for the droning siren to die down so he could hear what the warning was. Eventually a voice calmly spoke.

"Good evening. It has come to our attention that numerous batches of a popular soft drink variant has been tampered with by outside forces, urging an immediate recall of the product."

"Huh?" He blinked - what kind of emergency was this?

"Apparently all batches of Mountain Dew Blood Moon that were shipped within the last few days were tainted by what experts are calling a 'modified strain of lycanthropy', that a 'werewolf conspiracy' of some kind had planned this. If you have brought this product, please, DO NOT drink it. Return them to the retailer you brought them from for a product exchange or refund. We will keep you informed if there are any updates."

"Lycanthropy?" He couldn't quite believe it himself... not to mention that it was too late for him to stop drinking it, as he had more or less finished the second tin. He looked at the hand holding the empty can, and his eyes widened in shock at the sight of the dark grey fur growing in around his fingertips, shifting to a chocolatey brown across his hands before taking on a black hue around his arms. The palms of his hands gained rough, dark pads, sharpened claws growing out from the tips of his fingers, his larger, paw-like hand crushing the can he was holding like it was made out of paper.

"Damn..." He couldn't believe his eyes, looking at his giant claws. He would have been in shock if it wasn't for the fact that it actually felt pretty good, a nice, warm feeling flowing through him. Maybe, he thought, if he drank more, it might speed up the changes. He reached for another can, grasping it carefully as he used a claw to tear off the ring pull, placing the container to his mouth once more as he drank it steadily.

As he drank, he could feel his shirt growing in tighter, half due to the thick fur that was spreading along his form, and half due to the fact that his muscles were slowly growing bigger, the arms of his navy-blue mechanics uniform starting to split apart under the strain of his bulking arms. He wasn't too bothered, they were cheap enough to replace.

"Mmm, this is sooo good!" He thought as he gulped it down, the warmth spreading further through him, his pants growing tighter as a rush of arousal took him, his dick rising up against the fabric of his jeans, pressing against the zipper. Drinking more, he felt it growing bigger, putting more strain on his pants, the button straining before it pinged off across the room, the zipper coming down across his bulging underwear.

"Mmrrghh, sooo goood!" He found himself growling, crushing the empty can and reaching for another one. His shirt split open, his chest barrelling slightly forwards as his muscles grew, grey fur covering his front, black around the sides and brown elsewhere. His other hand moved down to his pants, the underwear bursting open, unable to hold the strain of his mutating dick, the flesh a deep red, the head reforming into a point, and the base swelling into a broad, canine knot, a furry sheath growing in around his dick and balls. The shaft was practically oozing pre, just brushing his hand against it was enough to make him cum, his balls emptying out his human seed over the table, only to quickly be replace by a more potent, lycanthrophy-inducing mix. Even with his load immediately spent, his cock remained hard, his balls rapidly refilling.

"Rrrgharghh..." Another growl left his throat, his hand wrapping around his shaft as he steadily pumped it, his free hand reaching for his fifth can. He could feel a building pressure growing at the base of his spine, his jeans growing tighter around the back and legs, thighs rapidly thickening with muscle and fur. The fur on his legs was mostly black barring the grey along his inner thighs, soon showing through his jeans as they too tore under the pressure of his bulking legs, a long, flowing tail growing from above his rear, wagging freely behind him as he gained control over the new limb. His toes curled inside his boots as they too grew bigger, the middle digits merging together into one whilst they thickened, claws growing through his nails. The soles were soon pushed from the uppers of his footwear, destroying them as he kicked them aside, all pressure shifting to the balls of his feet as they took on a digitigrade stance, heels raised upwards.

"Mmrrahhoooo!!" A preliminary howl left his mouth as he came again, coating more of the table in his seed. His clothing hung to him in tattered ruins, his body almost completely that of a werewolf, barring one rather important detail. As he started on the sixth tin of the pack, his ears relocated towards the top of his head, growing to furred points, the grey fur taking over the majority of his head whilst his jaws pushed outwards, nose darkening, nostrils flaring as it sank into his upper jaw, reforming into a powerful canine muzzle. His teeth shifted into serrated fangs, several more filling his gaping jaws His tongue grew rougher and thicker, the darker fur growing across the top part of his head, a patch of brown across the upper jaw. To end his shift, his eyes moved towards the sides of his head, taking on a feral amber color as the changes ended, leaving the human as a powerful werewolf.

"Grrghghh... AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" he threw his head back, letting loose a low, powerful howl as he came for the third time straight, his cock still spraying like a fountain as his cry echoed in the night sky, a noise that was sure to raise some concern with people outside, especially after the news that was given out. He slowly came down from the orgasmic high, slumping back on the sofa as he caught his breath.

"Mmrrrhh.... Whoo boy...!" He chuckled, releasing his cock from his grip, wiping the mess away on one of the tattered remnants of his shirt. "Damn, that was good!" He grinned, taking a good look over himself, his tail wagging contentedly to his side as he admired his new look. Sure it was more than likely going to raise a few questions with his friends and family, as well as anyone else he was bound to encounter, but it wasn't anything worth worrying about - his thoughts and personality were still intact, after all.

"I think for now it's best that I keep indoors, unless there's any specific updates!" He glanced over at his phone, knowing that there was bound to be a few updates. "For now, though, it's pretty much a given that I'm not gonna be getting any sleep tonight, so why don't I get to gaming?" He turned on his TV, reaching for his gamepad. He took immediate notice that it was a little harder to hold in his now-giant paw-hands.

"Hrm... this is going to take a little bit of getting used to..." He pondered, trying to find the best way to get a grip on the control pad before continuing - he wasn't one to just give up so easily, especially when it came to video games. Besides, he had all night, pending no further updates...