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"Damn it all... That was a complete waste of time..." Lance muttered to himself, walking home from a speed dating meetup. He had gone there in the hopes of maybe meeting up with someone or exchanging numbers, but his general shyness and worries had cast a lot of doubt over the evening, and he couldn't even bring himself to talk to some of the people whom he had been temporarily paired up with. "I don't know why I'm like this, I try to be more assertive and confident, but it's just so hard..."

He let out a sigh as he reached an all-too familiar alleyway. He used it as a shortcut to get back from the shops to his house, as it did knock a couple of minutes off of his journey. As he got closer to it, he could hear panting and huffing coming from it.

"Huh?" He paused - at first he thought that someone might be hurt, and his first instinct was to help them, but at the same time, he worried that he'd probably do more harm than good. Still, he had to try. "Hey, is something... wrong...?" His words trailed off when he saw what was standing before him.

"Mmrrrhh... oh, nothing's wrong at all..." A deep, booming voice came from the lips of the giant, lion-like creature that stood before him, his body solid muscle. His yellow and blue eyes gazed over at the human, a smirk crossing the creature's lips. Lance noticed what appeared to be torn clothing hanging onto the lion's body, a thick trail of brown fur running from his mane down to his crotch, and a Japanese kanji tattoo on his right shoulder.

"Wh-wh-wh-wh-what are you?" He gulped.

"A werelion. The name's Peter~" The beast extended a paw-like hand outwards to him. It took Lance a moment for him to reach his own hand out, wincing as Peter gripped it firmly, shaking it.

"The name's Lance... are you going to eat me?"

"Now why would I do that? I'm not some mindless creature that goes around prowling for victims... although some meat would be nice, the transformation does tend to leave one a bit hungry!" He chuckled. "You're safe, though, so don't worry!"

"That's good... but what are you doing here?"

"I came out here to transform. It's nice to feel the wind through my growing fur - plus this way I'm less likely to destroy anything expensive as I grow and everything!" He winked.

"Aren't you worried that people will - you know - see you change or whatever?"

"Hey, if they want to, they can stare away - they're even welcome to get in on the fun!"

"Wow... I REALLY wish I had your confidence and everything..."

"Oh?" Peter cocked his head. "Are you lacking in that department, then?"

"Yeah... I'm too shy and nervous to speak my mind or be assertive, and it's cost me a few opportunities, to say the very least..." He said with a sigh. "I dunno what I'm doing wrong..."

"Beating yourself up about it isn't going to help, for starters." The lion stepped closer, putting a paw on Lance's shoulder. "You've got to work on improving yourself - get out more, talk to more people, try to commit to any plans you make!"

"That's easier said than done. Believe me, I've tried..."

"I don't think you have - just by looking at you, I can see you've given up too many times... how about I help you fix that?"

"Help me? How?"

"Well I AM a werelion..." He said coyly. It took a few moments for Lance to realize what Peter was getting at.

"Oh! I... I dunno if that's something I could commit to..."

"Why not? You transform on the full moon and under a few specific circumstances, you'll undergo a bunch of improvements - compared to me, my human form's a bit on the skinny side!"

"And your mentalities?"

"Not that different - could be because I've been like this for a while, or because he was adventurous enough to end up as a werelion, who knows?" He said in a teasing tone of voice.

"I... I dunno..."

"Hey, you said you're trying to be more confident and outgoing, didn't you?" Peter asked. "The opportunity for that is QUITE LITERALLY staring you in the face right now!"

Lance fell silent - the lion did have a point, after all. He had turned down so many opportunities to better himself, he'd be kicking himself if he turned down another one.

"So? What are you gonna say?"

"I... I still have my doubts about this... but I guess it's worth a shot, right?"

The lion smiled. "That's a yes if I ever heard one! I'm just gonna need to do this~" He leant in closer, gently nipping Lance's shoulder, making him yelp out in shock.

"Ack!" He winced, rubbing his shoulder. Somehow, the bite didn't manage to draw any blood.

"Sorry, that was the most direct way I could do it with how you are now, I didn't want to scare you off further!"

"How do you mean 'the most direct way you could do right now?" He asked, not noticing that the bite marks healed up, nor did he instantly notice the dark brown fur starting to grow across his arm.

"The most direct way without biting you would have been something just a teensy bit more sexual." He put it fairly bluntly, making Lance blush. The fur moved up and down his arm, taking on a lighter tone near the tips of his fingers, his nails growing into short, sharp claws whilst the palms of his hands gained soft, plush pads.

"That... that's pretty direct, yes..." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, only then noticing his changing anatomy. Patches of deep brown fur sprouted around his elbows, the muscles in his biceps swelling, causing a bit of strain on the sleeves of his shirt.

"Besides which, give it a little bit, and you'll most probably want to engage in the direct method~" He winked, watching the changes so far. Lance's muscles began to grow underneath his shirt, the pectorals rapidly expanding outwards, lighter fur spreading between them. His stomach, already having a slight bit of flabbiness to it, ballooned outwards a little more, the muscles along his abdomen toning up, giving him a musclegut appearance.

"You... you think so?" Lance's blushing subdued slightly. The thought of it did sound oddly more appealing than it did a few moments ago. "I mean, I dunno, I've never thought of hooking up with a guy, before..."

"Heh~" Peter smirked. "A werebeast like me tends to get a lot of action from both males and females, so I wouldn't say that's a bad thing... you could even consider me getting you warmed up for when you come across a female you'll want to make into a werelioness~" He whispered into Lance's ear.

"That.. that does sound like fun, yeah..." He nodded, his shirt giving up the ghost as it split open down the middle, showing off his broader, furry frame. The lighter fur showed up along his lower stomach as well, running downwards towards his crotch, and as he felt the fur creeping in over his legs, an intense burning filled his groin. "Mmm...mmrrrrrgghh..." A low, shuddering growl left his throat, the front of his pants tenting outwards.

"This is usually the best part, depending on what way you look at it!" Peter glanced downwards, the button on Lance's jeans pinging off as his cock burst through the zipper, throbbing and pulsing. The skin of his shaft took on a darker shade, the foreskin pulling down to the base of his thickening shaft to become a sheath, the head of his dick pushing into a barb-covered point.

"Rrrgghh.... Oooohh daaaaammmmnnn..." He huffed, his voice sounding deeper. Whether this was because of his larger chest, or the fact that his balls swelled to the size of coconuts, this was unclear. Either way, he was starting to get into the spirit of things. "I'm... starting to see why you like this so much..."

Peter smirked, the larger lion moving in closer, stepping behind him. He placed a hand firmly on Lance's rear, using his claws to tear away his trousers, just as a long, furry tail worked its way out of the base of Lance's spine, a thick tuft of dark fur at its tip. "I'm sure you've got no objections to me ensuring the rest of your changes go off with a bang, do you?" He said in a sly growl.

"Mrrrrhh..." His new tail swayed from side to side. "Go for it!" He said back with a grin, his legs swelling with muscle, becoming as thick as his biceps. Similar to the tips of his fingers, the undersides and bottom halves of his feet were covered in a lighter shade of brown fur compared to the rest of the limbs, pressure shifting to the balls of his feet as they adopted a slightly more digitigrade stance, retractable claws poking out from the tips of his toes whilst the soles puffed out into pads.

Peter took a moment to line himself up with the growing and changing human, pressing his dick teasingly against Lance's butt before thrusting into him hard, drawing out a low growl from him.

"RRRGGHHH!!" He huffed, not familiar with such intimate sensations, his toes and fingers curling as he bucked against Peter. Apart from his head, his body was entirely leonine at this point. "That'll... mmrrffhh... take a bit of getting used to..."

"Don't worry... rrrrruulll... you'll adapt quickly~" Peter wrapped a hand around Lance's chest, his other hand moving to stroke Lance's cock. Lance let out a soft growl, his hair growing longer, flowing down towards his shoulders. He could feel it growing around his face, a full moustache and curly beard mixing in with the impressive mane that he was now sporting. His ears poked ever so slightly through his hair, covered in fur and now larger and rounder.

"Hrrfh... mmrrgghhh... I feel like I'm gonna..." Lance moaned, feeling his orgasm rapidly building. Peter's balls slapped against Lance's rear, his jaws pushing forwards with each thrust. His nostrils flared, nose darkening as it sank into his upper jaw, his teeth growing into powerful fangs. The changes ended with his eyes parting ever so slightly, turning a dark shade of brown to match the majority of his fur.

"It... sometimes comes on fast the first time..." Peter panted, hilting Lance as he threw his head back, letting loose a bellowing roar as he came hard into the new lion. Lance too joined in the roar, his cock spurting off in Peter's paw, spraying cum across the ground. "GRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

Their orgasms slowly died down moments later, the two werecreatures panting as Peter slowly pulled out of Lance.

"Mrrhh... mmmm... so... how are you feeling now, Lance?" Peter asked.

"Huff... huuuufff... pretty damn good!" He responded through pants. "And maybe... call me Darius whilst I'm like this~" He smirked. "I think it's a better name for this form than Lance, right?"

"Heh... I'm Peter regardless of whether I'm human or werelion, but if you feel like taking on a new name, I'm not gonna stop you!" He purred in approval.

"Nice~" Lance chuckled, turning to look over at Peter. "So what are we gonna do now that you've inducted me into the pride?"

"A typical night for me usually involves transforming a few people and a LOT of fucking..." Peter started. "... but right now, I'd REALLY like to get something to eat! I kinda skipped dinner this evening, and both the transformation and sex tends to leave a person a little bit on the hungry side!"

"Eheh, well I do know a pretty good burger place not too far from here. Hopefully they don't freak out at the sight of us!" Darius chuckled.

"It wouldn't be the first time I've seen people's jaws drop when they see me like this, anyway!" Peter laughed. "Lead the way, my friend!"

Darius grinned from ear to ear, walking on ahead as he led his new pal to his favourite burger bar. The two werelions quickly gained some attention upon getting there, but before too long, things got more than a little bit wild, with more humans being welcomed into the pride.