Corbyn's Change
Note this story is strongly gay minded and graphic but hey, thats why you're here.
This should not be read by persons under 18 years of age.
Corbyn's Change
By Dogwood
It had been a long night for Corbyn, doing the late shift at the local safeway was hardly his idea of a good way to spend a friday night, but he was strapped for cash and needed the money.
It was on a night such as this that Corbyn found himself driving back home in the dead of night, his route taking him past the
local forest. Weary from the nights work Corbyn's mind started to wander.
A grey blur out of the corner of his eye snapped him to attention. Slamming on the brakes Corbyn cringed as a grey wolf darted out in front of him. His car screeched to a halt but too late as he felt the wolfs body impact against his bonnet.
Dazed from the sudden jolt, Corbyn clamboured out of the car and made his way towards the broken body of the wolf. He had always had an affection for canines, so the death of this beast by his hand left him with a sour feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Corbyn watched as the wolfs laboured breaths became more infrequent, until it breathed no more. Reaching out Corbyn made to move the wolf off the road when suddenly, with its last ounce of strength the wolf's head whipped around and sunk its teeth into his right hand, causing Corbyn to scream in pain and shock. The wolf held on looking directly into Corbyn's eyes, the penetrating stare sending chills down his spine. Soon enough the wolfs eyes glazed over and his whole body went limp.
Corbyn scrambled back into his car. Nursing his arm he inspected the wound. The wolf had bit him deep and it stung terribly.
Looking back on the road he was aghast to find the Wolf's body had disappeared into thin air.
Corbyn lunged over and slammed his door shut in fear that the wolf would come back, but it never did.
Slowly he started his car back up and made his way to the all night clinic to get the wound looked at.
It was some time later that he finally arrived back at home with his hand bandaged and his arm sore from a few precautionary injections.
Sliding his back door open Corbyn called for his pet husky Ben.
"Ben?" he yelled "Ben, Where are you?". Soon enough his the happy husky leapt into view upon hearing his masters call.
Corbyn bent down to pat the loveable mutt but was surprised when upon getting closer his dog started growling at him.
"Hey boy, whats wrong with you? you smell that wolf on me?" Corbyn chuckled.
As quick as lightening Ben lunged forward sinking his teeth into Corbyn's left hand, only to release him soon after after and scamper back into his kennel. Corbyn cursed himself at his bad luck. Moving back inside he made his way to the medical cabinet to patch himself up, both hands now encased in white gauze.
Finally reaching his bedroom Corbyn collapsed on his bed exhausted, falling asleep before his head even hit the pillow.
Before too long Corbyn's sleep became restless, sweating profusely as the wolf's curse invaded his body.
The curse itself was ancient, originating back to medieval times. Soon enough it started to spread down his arm into his chest. It had a primitive type of sentience and, for a lack of a better term, was surprised when it found the essence of a canine already swirling around inside of him. Corbyn arched his back and moaned as the two forces inside him fought for dominance. As soon as it had begun it was over, a new curse sprung from the conflict.
The next day Corbyn woke up, surprisingly refreshed and energized.
"Man my hands feel a whole lot better" he thought as Corbyn removed his bandages. Surprised Corbyn inspected the wounds on his hands to find that they had almost completely healed over, leaving only a few trace marks.
Corbyn clutched his belly as his stomach growled impatiently. Racing downstairs he lunged for the pantry, his sudden ravenous hunger catching him completely off guard. Cereal just didn't feel right today as he rifled through its contents. Spying the refrigerator he opened the door to find the bacon he had bought the other day. Frantically Corbyn tore the bag open and proceeded to eat the entire contents raw. His belly full Corbyn suddenly realised what he had done, though surprisingly he didn't feel at all sick.
"Oh well" he thought, shrugging the incident off, as he walked over to the back door to let Ben in. Opening the door Ben jumped inside and greeted Corbyn.
"Well you seem to be in a better mood today" Corbyn said as his dog kept sniffing him and prancing about.
Walking outside Corbyn proceeded to feed his dog. Opening the tin up the smell of Bens dog food greeted Corbyn's nose who found it surprisingly appetizing. Looking around to make sure no one was watching Corbyn reached into the tin and scooped some into his hand. Hesitating slightly Corbyn emptied his hand into his mouth.
"MMmmm" he moaned as he chewed on the meaty chunks. "This is weird, dog food shouldn't taste this good".
Not wanting to deprive his dog of a meal Corbyn emptied the rest of the contents into Bens bowl, but not before licking his hand completely clean.
Walking back inside Corbyn crashed on his couch and flipped on the tv. Flicking channels he absent mindedly started to scratch his belly. In his search he came across an exercising programme.
Corbyn was about to change the channel when he noticed the male instructor doing his stretches. Corbyn started to breath in and out heavily as he started feeling strange. Looking down he realised that his hand had wondered down to his crotch and was now fondly stroking his manhood.
"Mhhrrr" Corbyn grunted as he felt himself start to get horny. Looking up he watched the instructor stretch, his tight ass pressing against latex, leaving nothing to the imagination.
He felt his cock rise from its sleep, throbbing rhythmically with his heartbeat as he continued to watch the instructors ass.
Corbyns mind then snapped back to attention. With a quivering hand Corbyn quickly turned the tv off, close to freaking out from this new behaviour of his.
"Am I gay?" he thought "I can't believe how much that guy was turning me on" his mind already clutching at ways to deny these new feelings. "It was a rough night last night" he thought. "I need a shower, yeah, that'll calm me down."
Slowly Corbyn got up, his raging erection slapping up hard against his belly as he headed towards the bathroom. Turning the faucet on Corbyn began to undress as he waited for the cool water to kick in. Unbuttoning his shirt and pants he sighed as his clothes slid effortlessly off him. Kicking his clothes away Corbyn stood still for a moment, smiling as he savoured being naked, finding the feeling so luxurious for some reason.
Moving into the shower Corbyn closed his eyes as the cool water immersed his body, helping a little to suppress the weird desires he felt rising inside him. Slowly he washed himself down, his soapy hands sliding across his chest and ass as he lathered his hairless body.
As Corbyn continued to wash himself he started growing more and more uneasy. There was something about his body that felt different, some subtle overall change that his fingers were able to notice notice, due to having years to get to know his body intimately, but his brain could not identify.
Sliding his hands down his chest Corbyn did however notice that his nipples felt harder and that his ribs felt different, as if his bottom ones were missing. Which was stupid he thought.
This feeling of unease quickly vanished though as Corbyn moved down to soap up his cock, still semi-erect from his previous fondling. His balls felt heavy as he started to massage them in his hands, the skin on his cock now also feeling a thicker than usual in his grip.
"Urrghh" Corbyn groaned, as he stoked himself a little, then smiling at his cock, mistaking the change as part of a normal growth spurt.
"Well, I am a growing boy" he chuckled to himself, enjoying the feeling of his thicker, heavier penis dangling between his legs, pulling on his crotch.
Before too long the cleaning of his crotch turned into a heavy groping session. Soon enough his thoughts returned to the male instructor, making his horniness return with a vengeance. Moaning he watched as his thick cock rose again from between his legs, faster and harder than he thought possible.
"Awww...Fuckit" he thought "if I don't jack off I'm gonna explode".
With that Corbyn reached down and started to pump his cock, thinking with abandon about the instructors ass, letting the image fill him with an incredible and aching lust for other males. Murring to himself Corbyn's tight ass clenched and unclenched as he began to rock back and forth, his hips thrusting into his eager hands. This continued for a while until Corbyn felt his balls start tightening up, preparing to unleash his load.
"Urrrgghhhh..Grrrraaaaa!!"Corbyn roared as he climaxed, his whole body spasming as thick white ropes of cum erupted from his dick, squirting his seed all over the shower wall.
"huff...hufff.. Whoa...that was intense" he said panting as he looked, kind of impressed at how much of a mess he had left on the wall, but at the same time confused by its consistancy, seemingly too thick and white to be his own spunk. Shrugging it off Corbyn washed his sperm off the wall before stepping out of the shower to dry himself off.
As per his usual routine Corbyn got changed, locked his flat up and headed for his local gym. The trip there was agony as he found his whole body had started to itch, especially his ass. Reaching the locker room Corbyn looked around to make sure no one was watching as he slid his hand down the back of his pants. Corbtn's eyes rolled back in contented bliss as he gave his butt a good scratch, his right foot thumping against the floor as he did so. Soon eneough the itching went away as Corbyn changed into his gym clothes. Hitting the treadmills he entered his usual settings and began to run. After 20 minutes he looked at the settings confused. Usually his heartbeat would be up to 160bpm by now but so far his heartrate had failed to raise even above 90.
"Amazing" Corbyn thought as he continued to run ."Either the machines busted or my stamina has increased quite a bit."
A couple of hours later Corbyn headed back into the change rooms. Sitting down he caught a whiff of his own BO, finding it more pungeant than usual. Lifting his arm Corbyn started to sniff his arm pit and was rewarded with a scent that he found oddly comforting. Without thinking Corbyn started to sniff his entire body, his mind now on autopilot. Sniffing lower and lower he found the scent getting stronger and stronger. The feeling of the front of his shorts against his nose made him jump back a little, realising that during his snuffling his body had bent all the way over. Curiousity got the better of him as he shimmied down his pants and undies. Slowly Corbyn bent down, carefully testing his bodies new flexibility.
Reaching down his hands clenched his ass and started to pull, bringing his head down slowly towards his crotch. The smell from his cock started to get stronger as he neared, the thick length of his manhood resting lazily in his groin. Licking his lips he murred gleefully as his nose made contact with his penis. Stroking his shaft with his nose Corbyn inhaled his own musk. "Mhhhrrr" he growled, taken back by the power of his scent, his subconscious ascertaining information about himself as he did so.
"Male..sniffsniff...Mid 20's...sniffsniff...human?" a little voice in the back of his head announced, querying the last piece.
Panting Corbyn let his tongue slide out and began to lick his crotch, finding the act so natural that he didn't think twice about it. He felt so relaxed as he caressed his balls with his tongue, sliding it in between and around his flaccid cock; momentarily playing with his thick soft foreskin while teasing the tip inside.
The sound of the door of the change room opening caused Corbyn's head to snap to attention, causing is cock to fall wetly back into his nest of pubic curls. Frantically Corbyn wiggled back into his gym pants, not having enough time to put on his undies back on, and tried to regain his composure.
Corbyn could smell the other guys thick scent before he rounded the corner into his view, making his nostrils flare. His subconscious recognised the scent as a 23 year old caucasian male, the rich musk unmistakeably human, somehow more purer in this regard to his own.
Stepping into view the man who approached him was indeed around Corbyns age, tanned, toned and sweaty. Standing not too far away he proceeded to empty the contents of his locker onto the bench nearby. Corbyn soon found the strong dank musk of this other male intoxicating. Slowly his mouth opened as he started to softly pant, watching the other guy take his sweat shirt off. Corbyn was too entranced to look away when the other guy turned around. Quickly there eyes met.
"Uhh..Hi" the other guy said tentatively. Corbyn watched the other guy look him up and down, a cheeky smile appearing on the other guys face.
"My names Michael" he said.
"Uh.. I'm Corbyn".
"Well Corbyn" Michael said gazing downward, "It looks as if you like what you see".
Following his gaze Corbyn found that his gym shorts were now completely tented outward, his erect cock pressing tightly against the fabric of his gym shorts. Corbyn turned around trying to hide his erection "Oh, sorry" he said, turning a bright pink.
"Don't be" Michael said with a wink. Slowly Michael then sauntered his way to the bathroom.
"Care to join me?" Michael said calling out to Corbyn as he walked into one of the stalls.
Corbyn looked around to see if anyone else was watching. He could feel the desire to be with this guy burn in his chest and his loins, though subconsciously his former self was still fighting against it.
"I can't believe I'm doing this" he thought as he slowly got up and began to follow Michael into the stall, his head chaotically swarming with fear, excitement, confusion and an incredible lust.
Stepping inside Corbyn locked the door behind them. Turning around Corbyn came face to face with Michael who quickly grabbed Corbyn's face and engulfed it in a long deep kiss. Corbyn's first reaction was to pull back, having never kissed another guy before, but was held tightly by Michaels grasp. Slowly Corbyn eased into the situation, starting to relax and enjoy the feeling of Michaels lips pressed against his own, his tongue seductively teasing around in Corbyn's mouth. Soon his hands began to wander down to grope Michael's ass, feverishly kissing Michael back.
"I can tell your new to this" Michael said, smiling as Michael's hands relaxed, slowly lowering himself down onto his knees "Don't worry, I promise I'll be gentle".
Michael smirked as he tugged Corbyns shorts off, Corbyn's thick uncut dick springing into view, drooling precum.
"My my my your a big boy" Michael cooed seeing Corbyn's hard phallus throb in front of his eyes.
"Ooooohhhh" Corbyn gasped, gripping the handrails as Michael licked the tip of his sensitive cock, squirming as he felt Michael's tongue trail down his shaft and lick underneath his balls. Grasping Corbyn's turgid member Michael slowly began to jack Corbyn off, relishing the feeling of the hefty organ in his hands. Intense pleasure racked Corbyns body as this continued, causing him to start panting again. Corbyn could feel something in the back of his mind rise and start to control his thoughts, a primal nature that scared him.
"Ddddudde..grrr..Sttop" Corbyn panted. "I...feel...weird".
Michael laughed at Corbyn's plea, showing no sign of stopping.
"Nah, you want it too bad big boy" Michael teased.
"Plzz...Urrggh...you need to stop right now" Corbyn moaned, feeling himself mentally slipping.
"Oh, I'm just beginning" Michael chuckled. With that he licked his lips and dived onto Corbyn's dick, his mouth parting as he took Corbyns swollen organ inside of himself, working it up and down in a steady rhythm, his fingers massaging Corbyn's balls.
The feeling of his cock being massaged by Michaels soft tongue was too much for Corbyn. With one last strain his mind buckled, losing control as animal instinct jumped into the drivers seat.
"GRRR..I..TOLD..YOU..TO..STOP!!" Corbyn snarled as he grabbed Michaels arms, pulling him up savagely to meet him face to face.
The colour from Michael's face drained instantly when he looked into Corbyn's eyes, now wild and feral with lust.
With one fell swoop Corbyn ripped off Michaels pants and spun him around; using his hands to force Michael over the toilet seat, exposing his ass. Seeing the prize Corbyn fell down onto his knees and thrust his nose as far as he could up Michael's ass, snuffling and licking his butt wildly.
Michael found he couldn't move, half petrified by this strangers agressive behaviour and half turned on by the warm tongue lapping in and around his asshole.
"I...uhh...think we better finish up soon Corbyn" Michael said meekly. Feeling Corbyns nose pull out of him Michael sighed in relief, thinking it was over when he felt Corbyn jump onto his back, causing his face to smack against the toilet seat. Rebalancing himself Michael gasped as he felt Corbyn's cock start poking around his hole, now sopping wet from Corbyn's drool.
"OH FUCK! you can't be serious!" Michael whined, amazed that he was about to be raped by this stranger who he first thought so timid. Michael tried to squirm out of Corbyn's grip but found Corbyn's arms pinning him down too powerful. He let out a muffled scream as Corbyn thrust forward, ramming his cock into Michael's hot depths.
"RAAAARRR!!" Corbyn snarled, tilting his head back and baring his teeth as his canines grew, surging out of his gums. Growling, he continued to pump himself into Michael, not caring that at any moment someone could walk in and catch them going at it hot and heavy. Michael clenched the toilet seat whimpering and grunting as Corbyn jackhammered into him faster than he thought possible, each thrust causing Corbyn's large hairy balls to slap against Michael's painfully stretched ass. Michael opened his eyes as he felt COrbyn's drooling lips start slobbering all over the back of his neck;
"Ohhh mannnn what a fucking animal!" Michael thought, feeling Corbyn ragged breaths pant hotly against his ear.
"Mhhhhrrr....Urgggh" Corbyn moaned feeling his climax build up in his churning nuts.
Corbyn howled as his body orgasmed powerfully, feeling each delicious pulse of his thick cum surge into Michaels ass, gyrating his hips to try and plant his seed as deep as possible inside Michael.
His lovemaking complete Corbyn collapsed onto Michael's back, huffing and puffing, his new bestial instincts sated...at least for the moment.
About twenty seconds later the iron grip Corbyn's thighs had around Michael's lower half relaxed as he propped himself up in a daze, gasping as he took in his surroundings.
"Oh shit Oh shit Oh shit... what did I just do!! This isn't me, I don't act like this!" Corbyn whined, surprising himself with his peculiar high pitched tone.
Michael's whimpering underneath him brought Corbyn's attention back to the fact that his cock was still snugly buried to the hilt in another mans ass.
"I'm so sorry dude.... I just couldn't help myself" Corbyn pleaded, visibly shaking. Gingerly clasping Michael's waist Corbyn grunted as pulled himself out of Michael's ass, eliciting another moan from his new bitch.
Dashing naked to the locker Corbyn threw on his clothes as fast as he could. As he was about to run out the door he felt a pang of guilt
"I should check to see whether he's ok" Corbyn thought "After all I did just rape the guy" then shuddering at the realization.
Poking his head into the stall he found Michael still there, cradling the toilet bowl on his knees with his back to him, his ass visibly sore and dilated; ropes of Corbyn's thick cum still drooling slowly out of his anus into a puddle beneath him.
"Umm...Michael? Are you going to be ok?.....Michael?" Corbyn asked, getting no response.
Reaching out Corbyn touched Michael's shoulder. No sooner than he had done so Michael's swung his head around and snarled, baring his teeth. Corbyn fell back in shock, seeing the same feral gaze that he had moments before. Michael's nose flared as he sniffed the air in Corbyn's direction, catching his scent. Corbyn watched as Michael's cock flared out underneath him in response, surging forward; Michael's hand already gravitating downwards to stroke his aching manhood.
Corbyn skittered back and clumsily got to his feet, running like hell out of the change rooms as he heard Michael howl in frustration behind him. Bursting out of the gym Corbyn wasted no time jumping into his car and speeding off, his tyres screeching as he made his getaway.
As soon as he got home Corbyn raced in side and slammed the door, pressing himself against it on the other side.
"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME!!" he shouted to his empty house, getting no reply. Bringing his hands to his face he started to quietly sob, slumping down to the ground and curling into a small ball. New senses and feelings continued to swirl around in his mind, the intensity of which was beginning to be too much for him to handle all in one day. It felt as if he was losing control of his mind and this scared him immensely.
"OH fuck" Corbyn whined reeling back, realizing that he could still smell Michael's musk on his body. Picking himself up Corbyn stumbled into his shower, trying to calm down. Turning the shower on Corbyn grabbed the loofah and desperately started scrubbing himself down until he could smell Michael no more.
Drying himself off and getting dressed again Corbyn took a moment to look himself in the mirror when he noticed his teeth felt funny.
Curling his lips back Corbyn's eyes widened, seeing his new long fangs for the first time.
"No No No No" Corbyn whined, fingering his new canines. This was the last straw. All the other changes he could shrug off but now he couldn't deny something was fundamentally wrong with him, and it wasn't just going to blow over.
Now Corbyn wasn't stupid, he could tell what was happening to him was most likely due to the wolf's bite. His imaginative mind immediately thought of the word "werewolf" but the rational part of him denied this explanation adamently. Longer teeth and enhanced sexual activity was one thing, but to attribute this to a mythical creature was too ridiculous for Corbyn to take seriously.
"Must be like some exotic strain of rabies or somethin" Corbyn said, clutching at straws. "The clinic will know what to do...they've got to know".
Racing around the house Corbyn tried to find the keys to his jeep, even searching out the backyard where his dog Ben started jumping up and down at him, glad to see him home.
"Grrrr... where are my fucking keys!!" Corbyn growled, throwing his things on the floor in an effort to find them. Corbyn knew that the clinic wasn't too far and he could make it by foot if he took a shortcut through the woods, though this did not sit well with him as the trails were poorly marked and trying to use them in the middle of the night was asking for trouble. However since he couldn't find his keys it was his only option available.
Not wasting anytime Corbyn ran out of his house towards the woods, forgetting to close the door behind him. Ben appeared around the corner and started sniffing around, wondering where his master had gone. Catching his masters scent he started panting, finding the scent unusually strong and oddly alluring. With a happy bark the husky raced out of the house as well, following his Masters potent trail.
5 minutes into the woods Corbyn had already lost the foottrail though his sense of direction had improved, resolving to crash through the forest straight towards the clinic. Corbyn ran as fast as he could through the thick shrub; leaving an array of snapped branches and beaten down underbrush in his wake. Despite his stamina having increased Corbyn could feel himself growing hotter and itchier with every step; sweat pouring out of his body and soaking his clothes.
Stopping for a second to pull some twigs out of his hair Corbyn happened to catch a glimpse at the full moon, shining brightly down upon him. This only seemed to aggravate matters as he fell to his knees and began to fervently scratch his chest and crotch while his body temperature continued to rise and rise. To make matters worse he could feel cock begin to harden yet again, a wave of horniness overtaking him as the hormones of a beast pumped through his bloodstream.
Corbyn let out a long inhuman whine of frustration as all these feelings assailed him at once, feeling his pants tent out with a growing erection so hard that it could not be denied.
"Ohhhh God" Corbyn whined, rutting the air a little. "I neeeeeeed.....tooooo...fuuuuck!".
Fumbling with his belt buckle he clumsily unbuttoned his pants while his penis fought for release. The last button undone his cock immediately sprang out demanding attention, thick and drooling pre.
Clasping his manhood firmly Corbyn leaned over and began to masturbate furiously, his hips thrusting into his grip by reflex as he used his one free hand to support himself on the ground.
As the horny teen worked himself into a sexual frenzy, a sickening cracking and popping sound could be heard emanating from his chest while his insides squirmed and reshaped themeselves.
With three loud snaps Corbyn's rib cage barrelled out, causing him to groan and yip while his chest, arms and legs slowly swelled with muscle. Feeling his shirt getting tighter and tighter around his hulking frame Corbyn could only groan as his body continued to grow, too engrossed in pleasuring himself to do anything about it. There was a moments tension and then slow relief as Corbyn's Tshirt split at the top, slowly tearing down along his spine to reveal shaggy grey fur sprouting underneath. A quick swipe of his chest he soon sent the remains of his shirt flying off, the sight enough to bring Corbyn out of his sexual throes and take notice .
Pulling himself back on his knees Corbyn gasped in awe at his body, now incredibly toned and bulging with muscle. Despite this his attention was more drawn to the long strands of white fur he now sported on his large pecs, also presenting nipples now black, swollen and jutting out like two short thimbles. Staring bug eyed he watched as the fur continued to visibly sprout, expanding outward from his chest with every passing second, turning grey as it crawled around him to meet with the fur on his back.
"This...is...impossible" Corbyn whined, still on his knees as he watched the fur march up his arms, whimpering as his fingernails grew dark and stubby while thick callouses pushed out of his palms. Touching the fur was unnerving too as he recognized its' feel, having felt it everyday on his dog Ben for the past 5 years.
"I'mmm.....changing...into.....a DOG!" Corbyn stuttered, no longer able to deny what was happening to him anymore.
"No...pleeassse...noooooorrrwww" Corbyn whined as he felt the changes continue down his legs, a wave of grey fur sprouting down his thighs while his sneakers quickly became uncomfortably tight. Before too long the front of his shoes exploded outwards, two sets of wickedly sharp claws agressively pushing out under the wreckage. Kicking his shattered shoes off Corbyn was greeted with a full view of his furry legs, now ending in powerfully looking paws.
Corbyn's ears suddenly perked up, which was a surprise in of itself, as he heard the steps of something approaching him quickly from behind. He was relieved when his dog Ben leapt into view and began to joyously lick Corbyn's face in greeting.
His whimpering subsiding Corbyn took comfort in the presence of his companion, surprising himself when he returned Ben's greeting by licking him back.
"Urrghh... boy you neeed to ggo geeert help" Corbyn moaned, feeling his ears start to lengthen.
Cocking his head Ben was confused by this new behaviour of his master, as well as his changing scent. Running around behind him Ben started to playfully tug on Corbyn's pant leg as Corbyn remained squirming on all fours while changes continued to wrack his body.
"NNNooo...Badd Dawwrrrrggg" Corbyn growled as Ben succeeded in pulling Corbyn's pants completely off, leaving him in his boxer briefs with his still hard cock poking out the front.
Corbyn tried crawling back around to get them when he felt an odd and uncomfortable sensation in his boxerbriefs. Looking behind him he could see an unmistakeable bulge forming in his pants above his buttocks, writhing and rolling underneath the fabric trying to get free. The bulge soon grew large enough to pull his briefs down, Corbyn yelping as a small bushy tail popped out and started wagging back and forth at him.
His expanding hips forced his briefs further down his legs, eliciting another yelp of pain as they cracked and realigned themselves in a more quadrepedal position.
The changes continued to focus on his rear as Corbyn remained on the ground, not moving as ... well he had no idea what he was supposed to do in a situation like this. "Ohhhh...Mhrrrrr" Corbyn gasped as he felt his buttocks being squeezed further apart by his thickening tail, exposing his anus.
Ben sat by obediently while he watched his master transform, eyeing Corbyn's anus as it pulsed darker and larger, further intensifying his scent. Corbyn's wagging tail helped to waft his thick musk into Ben's nose again, causing Ben's sheath to swell a little. Ben whined confused as his animal mind tried to wrap itself around what he was smelling. He knew the scent was of his master's but it was now also smelling distinctly canine too. Also, despite being unmistakeably male, the aroma was driving him wild, having the same effect on him as a bitch in heat would.
Ben let out a low murring sound as the dog felt his sheath pull back, the red tip of his canine cock pushing out insistantly. Resolving to investigate further Ben padded across to Corbyn and buried his wet snout into his masters ass, inhaling deeply so as to get to know this new beast better.
Corbyn cooed in pleasure as the feeling of his dog sniffing his ass gave him chills. Leaning forwards Corbyn spread his ass wider and was rewarded when he felt his dog sniff deeper inside him.
As Ben continued to snuffle Corbyn's ass the same two messages kept flying into his head "MALE..BITCH IN HEAT..MALE..BITCH IN HEAT" until the two merged into a final unified response "MALE IN HEAT". Satisfied Ben started panting and licking Corbyn's asshole in preparation, causing the new weredog to squirm in pleasure.
Corbyn couldn't deny how good his dogs tongue felt caressing his ass, never realizing how sensual the sensation could be. Looking down he realised he had started wanking himself again.
Feeling Ben withdraw Corbyn let out a small whine of disappointment, only to let out an ear piercing yelp when he felt Ben suddenly mount him from behind, Ben's thick dog cock soon penetrating Corbyn's lubricated hole. Corbyn gasped in surprise and pleasure as he felt his pets thick rigid member sink deeper and deeper into him, Ben soon backing back out to begin a steady pumping into his ass.
"Ohh Godd what am Irr doirrrrng" Corbyn whined, grunting as Ben continued to thrust into him yipping and panting down his neck. Despite the pleasure he was receiving Corbyn's limits were being pushed too far, even with his new animal instincts spurring him on. Wanting out Corbyn tried to crawl away but Ben remained locked around his hips, eagerly fucking Corbyn's now canine ass.
"Bennnn...Urgghhh...Stop it" he panted, feeling his tongue lenthen and start to poke out of his mouth with each breath. Each pound of his ass brought with it the odd feeling of something large pushing against his anus, realizing too late that it was Ben's knot expanding in arousal. With a quick thrust Ben ploughed the remaining length of his cock into Corbyn, making him squeel as Ben's knot pushed through his anus savagely, swelling further to lock the beastly duo together.
Ben yipped in pleasure, obviously enjoying fucking his master while Corbyn still lay groaning underneath him.
A prickly sensation along Corbyn's balls made him look down, watching as the white fur made a return trip to sprout all over his groin, balls and even up his thick foreskin. Corbyn's claws dug into the ground, groaning as his balls darkened and swelled until they were the size of kiwi fruits. Panting he looked down desperately wanting to lick himself but couldn't quite manage it with the weight of his dog on his back. His shaft continued to get furrier and thicker, a thin membrane soon forming between it and his belly, drawing his shaft up to his furry stomach to form a thick sheath.
Corbyn let out another long whine as he felt his cock distort and mutate inside his sheath, feeling himself getting thicker and harder.
Slowly Corbyns new cock emerged from his sheath. Gone was the familiar mushroom shaped head, now replaced with the red pointed tip of an animal. Corbyn whined in frustration, his paws now ill equipped to pleasure such as sensitive head while his cock continued to burrow further and further out of him. Moaning Corbyn felt a dramatic swelling just inside his sheath, watching the skin around its opening flare outwards until "Pop" his own doggy knot popped out, presenting him with 10 inches of glistening red canine cock, his canine cock.
The feeling of his gigantic boner swaying underneath him and Ben fucking his ass was too much for Corbyn to handle. His orgasm approaching Corbyn felt the last of his changes occur as grey fur sprouted all over his face, his nose flattening and pushing out while his canines lengthened further.
"Nooooooorrrrrwwwwwllll" Corbyn screamed out into the night as he watched his face and jaw and nose achingly stretch forward once more to form a muzzle, completing his change.
His cries soon turning into a long howl as with one last violent thrust Ben came, unleashing wave after wave of dog cum inside Corbyn. Corbyn soon came too feeling his dogs cock flare and spurt inside of him.
Corbyn clenched his hind legs and his teeth as his cock exploded all over the ground beneath him, thick ropes of dog cum flying everywhere as his dick spasmed uncontrollably.
Lifting his head up Corbyn howled at the moon, Ben soon joining in; one howling in absolute pleasure while the other howled in anguish at the loss of his humanity.
Corbyn opened his eyes, panting from sexual exertion, the landscape now lit up brightly as his canine eyes adjusted to the dark.
Trying to move Corbyn cringed as he realised his dog was still stuck inside him, Ben giving his ear an affectionate lick as they remained tied together. The change had taken a lot out of Corbyn and he soon felt it as exhaustion assailed him. Carefully he guided both their bodies downwards, slumping to the ground before blacking out.
The soft chirp of neighboring bell birds slowly woke Corbyn from his slumber, greeting him to the new day. Pulling himself off the floor Corbyn brushed the leaf litter off his face, feeling his human skin graze against his chin. The contact made the events of last night flood back into memory, Corbyn's heart leaping as a quick examination of himself revealed that he was human again. However this joyous news was quickly subdued into wary concern; realizing that he had just woken up naked in the woods, his dog still spooning him from behind.
Getting to his feet Corbyn took a closer look at himself, realizing that he wasn't the same person anymore. His body still remained fairly toned, muscles that he didn't even know he had now bulged subtly underneath his skin. Running his hands across his face he felt the slight pointed tip his ears now possessed as well as his larger canines and the way his nose and jaw bulged out a bit more than usual.
As his hands explored down his chest he felt his fingers drag across thick soft grey curls of dog fur on his pecs and abs, though to the casual observer this could be passed off as just really thick chest hair.
His hands continued to roam down his body, finding that a slight peppering of grey dog fur had remained all over his body.
Sliding his fingers down his lower back Corbyn jumped when he felt something poking out of his rump. His hands trembling he reached back down to examine his new appendage. He soon found it was indeed his tail, thick though much shorter than it was before and hairless, perhaps 2 inches long.
"So it wasn't a dream" Corbyn thought, his mind trying and take in the levity of his situation while his tail wagged back and forth out of his butt from the stimulation of his petting.
"I...guess I can live with this", he thought feeling himself again "Just means not wearing speedo's anymore".
Cupping his hairy buttocks Corbyn tried willing his tail to lift up, pleased as he felt the little nub rise. Sliding his hand underneath Corbyn's fingers trailed over his anus, making him gasp upon feeling how large, puckered and surprisingly good it felt. Bringing his hands around to his front he cupped his heavy balls in his hand and gave them a little squeeze, enjoying their size and weight.
"Hmm not all bad" he thought, bringing his hands further up to inspect what had been playing on his mind the most.
Grasping his cock he found that his shaft had returned though still remained incredibly thick. Rolling his cock around in his hand his foreskin pulled back in arousal to reveal his cockhead, still mostly human but now a deeper shade of red and more pointy at the tip. Feeling further down he could feel a bulge start to form at the base, his canine knot remaining with him. Corbyn cautiously started to pull down on his foreskin, murring as he found he could now pull it all the way down to the base, causing his knot to pop out. Corbyn groaned as he felt himself harden, though quickly pulled his foresking back up realizing now was not the time to go wild again.
"So what am I?" Corbyn thought to himself. "A werewolf?"
Closing his eyes Corbyn concentrated, trying to get a feel for the beast within him, his new animal side. He soon sensed it there, a force that felt good, strong and powerful but yet playful as well. However try as he might Corbyn could not detect the feelings of violence and anger that he had before when he was with Michael.
At this point Ben woke up and trotted over to Corbyn, giving him a lick a little nuzzle.
"It was you" Corbyn realized, bending over to look Ben eye to eye. "You stopped me from becoming a werewolf and turned me into a... a weredog?"
Ben barked happily licking Corbyn's face.
"Oh, good dog" Corbyn said hugging the loveable mutt "I don't know what I'd ever do without you boy".
Ben squirmed out of his grip and began to jump about, eager to get home for breakfast.
"Yeah, yeah. Hold on" Corbyn said. He was about to pick up his clothes when he felt his bowels stir. Instinctively Corbyn immediately crouched down onto his hands and feet. Without thinking he grunted as his little tail raised up and crap fell out of his ass, leaving what looked like a pile of dog shit on the floor.
"Oh crap I'm going to have to housetrain myself" Corbyn thought giddily.
Reaching over to a nearby tree Corbyn grabbed some leaves to clean himself but then found that he didn't need too.
Shrugging Corbyn carefully slid his boxerbriefs back on, now bulging both in the front and the back. He chuckled to himself when his tail started wagging inside them, trying to calm himself down so that his tail would hang down low and be still.
Putting his pants back on he found them pretty tight, but they would hold for now if he was careful not to bend down too much. His shirt was a complete write off though, now just a lump of tattered material at his feet.
Throwing it into the bush Corbyn and Ben started to make their way back home, though the going was slow as Corbyn couldn't resist sniffing the occasional tree, pulling his zipper down and raising his leg to pee, marking his new territory. He had never felt so refreshed and free in his whole life and couldn't help but smile at what fate had brought him. Corbyn eyed his dog and smiled.
"Man's best friend?" he thought, eyeing his dog "you're damm right".
The End.