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"What a day..." Peter mumbled to himself, lying back on his sofa as he kicked his shoes off, taking a moment to decompress from everything that was going on. Summer had more or less come and gone by this point, which was noticeable in the nights steadily getting colder and the longer evenings drawing in did mean that there weren't many things going on at night, at least not until it got nearer to the holidays. Even then, there were still people who were using the longer evenings to their advantage, so it made trying to have a peaceful walk in the park a bit hard due to a few noisy individuals - or, in some cases, the few who were using any strategically-placed pushes to have some fun.

"That reminds me..." He glanced over to his right arm, looking at a bite mark along it. "They never did find the thing that bit me, did they?" He ran his hand over it - a month ago, he was enjoying a peaceful night out, and on his way back home, he was attacked by a large, rabid, dog-like creature. He didn't get hurt too much, but it nearly took a chunk out of his arm. Surprisingly enough, the wound had healed up nicely - not that he had noticed, considering he kept alternating between keeping the arm bandaged up or wearing long-sleeved shirts to cover it up. "I hope it hasn't tried to do the same thing to others at the least if they haven't caught it."

He turned on the TV, flicking through the channels to see if there was anything of interest on - alas, it was the usual mix of news, boring soap operas, and other miscellaneous programming. "Eh... maybe I'll put a film on, instead." He glanced over at the collection of DVD and Blu-Ray discs next to the television, wondering what movie he could stick on to pass the time. It was almost October, so putting on something spooky or horror-themed could be the way to go.

"Hrm... I think I know just the movie in this case!" He chuckled, kneeling down on the floor as he plucked a film from near the bottom of the neatly-arranged stack, looking over at his choice - An American Werewolf in London. Halloween was just around the corner, after all, so kicking things off with a classic werewolf movie was a given.

"Heh, maybe later in the month I'll invite Eli round and we'll have a little marathon of werewolf films - I'd have to stock up on popcorn and soda, but it'd be fun!" He said, sitting back on the sofa, starting up the movie. He tugged at his shirt a little bit - he didn't know why, but he felt oddly hot. Maybe he had left the heating on by mistake before he went out earlier.

As he watched the film, he messaged some of his friends, wanting to check up on them, as well as teasing Eli with the probability of a movie night or two. He didn't get an immediate response from all of them, but they were probably busy with their own things as well, or in the middle of playing a game. Eli did get back to him, showing a lot of interest in chilling out with some films, so it was good to know that he had some form of plan going forward.

Eventually, the film finally reached the scene in question, the iconic moment in which the main character slowly, somewhat agonisingly, transformed into a large, hulking werewolf. It was a scene that had stood the test of time thanks in part to the special effects work, and a part that was frequently enough called up whenever Peter and his friends discussed classic werewolves. Of course, if they had their way, they'd probably work on making it a lot less horrific and painful, but then it probably wouldn't have left as much of an impact otherwise. Still, it was nice to dream that it could have played out differently.

"Ghhh... why's it getting so hot?" He thought aloud, the odd feeling of warmth suddenly flaring up wildly. He glanced over at the thermometer on the wall, and to his surprise, saw that the heating hadn't been turned on or adjusted, so the heat problem was currently all him. The heat was really starting to bother him, a frustrated groan leaving his mouth as he got up from the sofa, pulling off his t-shirt, casting it aside as he did the same with his trousers and underwear, leaving him standing naked in the middle of the room - thank god the nearest window to him didn't face out to the street.

"It... it's not stopping..." He panted, the heat just growing more intense now he was fully disrobed. He went to reach for his shirt to try to wipe away some of the sweat when he noticed that his hands were starting to stretch, slowly growing longer, the fingers retracting ever-so-slightly. He looked on in confusion, the nails on his fingers cracking open down the middle, long, sharp claws emerging from the tips. The palms of his hands pushed outwards into rough, dark pads, the thumb on each hand retracting into a dewclaw near his wrists.

"What the... urrghh..." His shocked utterance was quickly silenced by the sudden erection he was now dealing with, his dick springing up, throbbing as it demanded to be touched. His hand, now a canine paw, rubbed against it somewhat awkwardly thanks to the lack of dexterity in his changed appendages, but he was still gonna try to satisfy his growing needs. He was unfazed by the fact that his hair was starting to grow longer and thicker all around his body, taking on a dark grey hue.

His stroking was momentarily stalled by the fact that his feet started to ache and stretch, causing himself to fall forwards, bringing his hand away from his shaft long enough to catch himself from burying his face against the floor. With his balance momentarily restored, his right hand went back to stroking himself, his heels clicking and popping as they stretched, his feet elongating in a manner similar to his hands, all pressure in his feet shifting to his now-padded tiptoes, sharp claws jutting out from each digit similar enough to what now tipped his forepaws.

"Uuurrgghh... I don't know what's going on..." He moaned, his voice sounding a little deeper, slightly distorted. "... but why does it feel... goooood..."

He was able to keep his balance surprisingly well considering he was only using one hand to support himself, the hair growing in thicker around his back and chest. His spine pressed against his back, the muscles rippling and growing, drawing another twisted moan out of him, a sound that grew deeper still as his chest barrelled out impossibly wide, his rib cage expanding further whilst his upper body packed on muscle at an alarming pace.

"Hhrhr... hrhurarrrghhhhhhh!" He groaned, the muscles in his arms thickening, biceps bulging under the developing fur. His arms stretched further, reconfiguring themselves into canine forelegs. Unfortunately for him, this had the side effect of ridding his arms of their human flexibility, his forepaw now unable to reach his dick.

"Grrrghh... damnit..." He whined, annoyed that he could no longer pleasure himself. He did attempt to manoeuvre his former arms to reach down below, but his attempts were in vain. By some form of serendipitous luck, his body responded by having the changes focus on his crotch. His balls swelled and churned, the fur growing densely around them as they swelled in size, plumping to the size of coconuts. With a low snarl, this brought him to orgasm, his dick spasming as his nuts ejected their human seed all over the floor, his sac now filling up rapidly with potent werewolf cum.

"FUUUUUUCCCKKK!" He snarled again, clawing at the floor, feeling his balls dangling between his furry thighs. He could feel his legs piling on muscle, the limbs adapting to his changing build. The fur spread further along his body, his eyes glancing over his body before going back to his dick, the persistent pulsing and aching letting him know that the changes weren't quite finished with it just yet.

He watched on with a demented glee as his shaft began to elongate, the foreskin pulling back to the base of it, attaching it to his belly in the process. The flesh of his spire darkened to a deep red, the head reshaping into a triangular point, and the base of it inflating ever-so-slightly, developing into a canine knot. Whilst this had been happening, his dick went from a modest six inches to an impressive ten, pre dribbling from the tip and down its length.

"Rgghh..hhurruhgghh..." He huffed, chuckling as he tried once more to pleasure himself with his paws. Thanks to the increase in size, he was able to brush the underside of his paw along the head, a smirk crossing his lips as he resumed his stroking once more.

"Rruruhgghh... this... feels grrrooooooood!" He panted, eyes fluttering as he tended to his needs. Saliva slowly dribbled down his chin as his teeth grew into vicious, dagger-like fangs, growing too big for his human mouth to properly contain, jutting past his lips. "I... rrghgh... feerrrr rrriiike..." He found it increasingly difficult to form words, thanks in part to his altering mouth and his changing vocal chords, his neck thickening up. "...rruhrhuggh... rrrbbrbrbbbeeeaaasssttttrrrrrrrrrr!!!!" His words fully devolved into animalistic snarls at that point.

"Mmrrh..mrhurrhggghhh!" He continued to stroke himself, his other claws digging into the floor as the transformation seeped into his mind. His thoughts were slowly being replaced by lupine instinct, his normal process of thinking shifting into simple thoughts - hunt, kill, eat, and fuck, with his train of thought leaning more towards the latter compared to the other three. Anyone else would be freaking out and trying to resist such bestial impulses taking over, as was what was going on in the movie that was now playing to itself, but Peter was more than welcoming to let them in, and his huge, throbbing erection might have been playing a hand in that.

"Hrhrhrr..." His eyes squeezed shut as his jaws suddenly thrust forwards. "HUORORAORAROGGGHHHHHH!!!" He snarled in twisted bliss, eyes rolling back in his head as they were forced to the sides, ears growing to points as they relocated to the top of his head. His nose sank into his upper jaw, the flesh darkening whilst the nostrils flared, the structure growing more bulbous, several more teeth growing in to fit his monstrous muzzle. Just as he was about to orgasm once again, one last human thought crossed his mind - he pictured himself as he was now, a huge, hulking wolf, with Eli underneath him, the human moaning in bliss as he was being pounded by the canine beast. That vision caused his dick to surge in size one more, reaching eighteen inches. His eyes snapped open, now a feral yellow, the creature that had moments ago been Peter throwing his head back as he came, letting loose a powerful howl.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

His cry echoed through the area, his giant cock firing off a few bursts of cum in rapid succession, spraying all along his underside and across the floor. His drooling shaft slowly retreated back into his sheath, the creature growling as he looked out towards the window - thankfully he had left it open earlier on when he had done some cooking as to not set off the smoke alarm, and it was the perfect way out as he leapt through the structure, heading off into the night to look for people to fuck into beasts. Of course, he'd also need to find some time to feed during all this, but for now, he needed to tend to the more important urge, and it'd be more fun to work up an appetite that way rather than going in straight for the kill.

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"Mmmfh... ooooh, my head..." Peter groaned as he steadily came to the next morning. "Man, what did I get up to last night?" He asked as he sat up, taking a look around him - the TV had been left on, idly displaying the screensaver from the film's menu where it had been left without any input after the movie had finished, and his clothes had been tossed aside. Furthermore, there appeared to be a few sticky patches on the floor, as well as on his chest.

"Huh... I must have had a pretty intense dream or something..." He got up to his feet, turning off the TV and retrieving the disc from the player before grabbing his phone. He tried to remember what exactly had happened last night, but for the most part, it seemed to be a blur - he spent a bit of time talking to his friends, he had put on a movie to watch, and the next thing he knew, he had woken up naked on the floor. He glanced over at the mess, trying to think if it was something he had caused. "Whatever it was, I hope it's easy enough to clean up!" He thought as he went to grab some cleaning supplies from the upstairs bathroom. He passed by a mirror in the hallway and paused in place, taking a look over himself.

"Wha..." He blinked, looking in closer. His body hair appeared to be a little more dark and coarser than before, his frame also displaying some muscle definition compared to the slimmer build he was used to. Running his hand through the hair, he could have sworn that it felt somewhat similar to wolf fur. His exploration was briefly paused when he heard his phone beep, a Telegram alert pinging through from Eli. He clicked it, and found that it was a message sent last night. He was usually quick in responding to his friend, so it must have been sent in the period where he had blacked out.

"Hey, Peter, it turns out my shift tomorrow night has been cancelled, so if you wanted to, I could swing around tonight and watch some stuff with you! Just let me know as soon as you can!"

Peter smiled at the prospect of meeting up with his friend that evening, sending him a message in response that he'd be more than happy to have a movie night with him, but he then felt a sudden desire to bend him over and take him as the moon rose that night. The thought made him moan, his dick growing hard, and glancing down at it, he saw that the colour was a little more redder than he was used to, and the usual mushroom-shaped head now had a slight point to it, as well as being noticeably longer, sitting at nine inches.

"Fuuuck... what was that about?" He asked, yet he couldn't help but smirk at his boner. "I wonder... I can't remember much about last night, I look a little different, and I'm now harbouring lustful thoughts for Eli... maybe I'm now a werewolf?" He pondered before shrugging. "Eh, either that or I've hit a very late puberty spurt!" He laughed. "I should really get cleaned up and get some food sorted out in preparation, but first..." He looked at his cock, seeing that it wasn't going down of its own accord. "I guess I should take care of the morning wood situation~" He giggled, heading into the bathroom.