Waking Night
Waking Night Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Pansy04
Water cascaded across the glazed surface of the ceramic plate, the blue and white pattern glistening in the light before the sponge swept across it and another wash of the water came. The movements of the sponge were fast, but they weren't fluid. Every move was calculated, timed out with the shifting of weight from foot to foot, the sway of hips and headbanging in time with the music flowing in through the earbuds in the teenager's ears. Chores were a lot more manageable with good music, and Skyler was rarely without good music.
The lingering summer sun had held on as long as it could, but the last light of day was draining away as evening gave way to night. As the back yard fell into darkness, Sky's reflection was becoming all the more apparent on the kitchen window as he moved from plate to plate. Short sky blue hair fell forward and then back each time his head flipped up and down, dishwater blond eyebrow betraying his natural hair color. A t-shirt with the Halo emblem hung from his shoulders, a bit baggy. It was impossible for Skyler to find a shirt that covered his lanky torso without being too baggy. People were apparently rarely as tall and narrow as he was. Even with the shirt being long enough, his thin arms stretched out from the cuffs forever.
Skyler slipped the last plate into the drying rack and slid it into the counter before closing the door before turning the water off in the sink. Without any fear of how he looked, Skyler spun around on one bare heel before strutting across the kitchen, still moving to the beat of the music pumping from his mp3 player. Skyler moved out of the kitchen and through the living room, moving into the garage. He quickly moved the wash into the dryer and turned it on and grabbed clothes from the heap on the floor and fed them into the dishwasher before turning it on, setting it for the longest cycle.
With a hop, Sky moved back into the house, using his foot to push the door shut behind him. He crossed the living room once more, turning at a right angle to jog up the stairs, moving to the end of the house where his bedroom was. With the dishes done and the laundry going, he had the rest of the evening to himself. His parents were out on a romantic trip to the cabin and he had the house to himself... but while many eighteen year olds would have taken that as an opportunity to have a party, Skyler had never been that sort of kid. One of the reasons his parents left him on his own so often was that they trusted him. Sky had never gotten into trouble. He was liked by his teachers, the nerds, the jocks... He was well liked but he never settled into any group. He was in-between, a drifter... but Skyler had never really felt like he belonged in any click. He always felt just a bit outside.
Skyler swung his bedroom door shut behind him, his bare feet padding across the soft carpet before he flopped his body down onto his bed, spreading out spread eagled on top of his covers. He closed his crystal blue eyes, just listening to his music as cool breezes moved in from his window. The gauzy white curtains fluttered around on the wind, practically glowing as the moonlight shone through them. It was a full moon and the light flooded into Skyler's room, washing across his bed, bathing him in light. Skyler inhaled slowly, giving himself over to the music, letting reality slip away.
It had been a long year, but summer was finally at hand and college was on the horizon... it was a time of transition, of growth, of change. Skyler promised himself that he was going to enjoy every moment, treasure every experience, and not just the summer. He was going to take the college experience for everything it had to offer... but one night at a time was enough. Skyler exhaled, relaxing, his eyes slipping shut... he could feel the moonlight on his arms, his face, even on his feet, it felt so good... He couldn't remember having felt the moonlight before. Perhaps it was just reflecting particularly bright sunlight. Whatever it was, it felt great... the perfect thing to help him start to doze off.
Skyler's chest rose and fell in time with his breaths, his toes wiggling gently, basking in the lunar light. It often seemed that Skyler had been born to be a bigger sort of a man; his feet were rather large... With a foot size of thirteen, it became harder every year to find shoes that would fit... although honestly Sky would rather go without them. He was the only student in his high school to have a citation for not wearing shoes to class, let alone eight. Skyler's toes continued to wiggle, though not quite to the music... In the back of his mind, Skyler was starting to react to a different beat... a steady, quickening pulse, his heart beat.
A stiffness started stretching through Skyler's legs and feet, even moving into his toes. He winced a bit, wondering if he had done some bending or lifting and that his muscles were just now reacting. As the stiffness shifted into a dull ache, Sky began wondering if he was having growing pains... It had been years since he had any, and he was too old to be growing like that again, wasn't he? Sky's eyes clenched shut tighter and his toes curled back toward the soles of his feet in defiance. The pain started to increase, the ache turning into an active throbbing, his blood feeling as if he was being pumped in with the pressure of a fire hose.
Skyler called out in shock as his toes went stiff, sticking out straight. Tiny wisps of hair curled out on his toes just above the knuckle as the nails began to stretch out, growing longer and narrowing to points, curving at the edges and getting thicker in the center. They almost looked like claws, but not quite. Skyler lifted his right foot and brought it up to rest in his lap, his fingers massaging it, trying to work the pain away. His fingers pushed into the flesh of the foot, rubbing it one way and then the other. The pain dyed away slowly, not only in his right foot but in his left as well. The teenager stretched out again on the bed, closing his eyes once more... not seeing that the nails on his feet were getting longer, sharper, and darker. The white nails faded to a tan, then a brown... his toes stretched, looking less human as a light dusting of hair sprouted across the topside of his feet... but all Skyler felt was the glow cascading across his body.
Skyler moaned softly, practically feeling as if he was getting a massage from the moonlight. It was so much better than the ache, but it covered so little of his body. Skyler slid his mp3 player through his collar so he wouldn't tug the earbuds out before he began peeling his baggy shirt up over his head, sliding it off and tossing it onto the floor. He nearly gasped in delight as the light spilled across his chest and stomach. He wasn't ripped by any sense of the word, but he was far from fat as well. Sky's back arched softly as the light engulfed his torso... relaxing his body one more, the teenager lying back onto his bed.
The song on his player changed to a slower song, one he often used to fall asleep. Once more Skyler's consciousness drifted toward the world of dreams, his breathing slowing.... But his heartbeat remaining the same. His mind slowed, but his body... it was still waking up. The light drenched his chest, making it glow like a pale sheet at first, so smooth and featureless... but the longer the light washed over the skin, the more it had to highlight. The first change came in the form of a shadow falling across his collar bone, a slight shadow cast by the rising flesh. The slightest definition of muscle was working into his pectorals, setting them apart from the rest of his body for the first time in his life.
As if envious of the pectoral's statue, his stomach started to gently ripple as more bumps started forming. Rows of abdominal muscles filled in, segmented down the middle and in-between. What had started as a flat stomach was now a refined washboard. Even Skyler's diaphragm was changing, growing stronger, forcing the teenager to draw in more breath. His chest filled with air and exhaled, filled with more air and exhaled again, but each exhale only brought the chest down a portion of how much it had grown... and that was when Skyler's sleep was disrupted, when his night became a waking nightmare... when the change suddenly went into high gear.
A sickening crackling filled Skyler with pain and shock, centered in his stomach. Skyler's eyes snapped open, but they were almost glowing with an orange fury. The teenager sat up, doubling over in excruciation before he fell onto his side. He screamed out in shock, but strings of saliva connected the roof of his mouth to his tongue, his saliva getting much thicker. Sky looked at his ripped stomach in shock at how good it looked, but his appreciation of the aesthetics was soon disrupted as one side of his torso began growing so fast he thought it was going to explode. The ribs along Skyler's right side were stretching his skin out as they spread further apart, grew rounder, taller... and then his left side followed suit. Skyler screamed out again, his voice cracking as he wound up on his back, his stomach and chest barreling out more.
The crunching, shifting noise swept up into his shoulders, his arms falling to his side, made useless by the pain. His collar bone and sternum pushed out more from his chest, his head feeling as if it was going to pop off from the pain. Sky grunted, panted, and moaned. He was doing anything he could to try and cope with the pain... His fingers dug into the blanket on his bed, trying to get a grip... but when his right hand swung off the edge of the bed... and then his let arm fell off the other side, Sky realized his shoulders and torso were disproportionate to the rest of his body. It almost looked like he was wearing football gear... but it was just his chest.
"UNGH!" Skyler screamed out, his voice filling his room as a brand new fire ripped through his body, this time in his feet. He looked down, eyes widening as he truly saw what they had become for the first time. As much as they had already changed, they seemed to be shifting even more. Sky watched in horror as his toes stretched longer and his feet flattened out along the front of his foot, swelling wider. The hair grew thicker, spreading all over the top and down to the toes. In moments the brownish blond hair was as thick on his foot as it was on his legs. He forced his toes to try a half hearted wriggle, watching the long brown claws move with them. Skyler didn't understand in the slightest, but... it... sot of looked cool.
"What is wrong with me?" Sky muttered to himself, realizing the irony of his statement. He had been asking in terms of liking the look of his feet, but the fact that he was changing was just as valid. Sky gasped harder, watching his foot stretch past a size fourteen shoe, easily growing as wide as a fifteen. The only obstacle seemed to be his claws... though they looked sharp enough to cut through any shoe.
Sky panted hard, focused on his breathing, beads of sweat running down his forehead. It was hard to adapt to the excruciating pain, but at the same time he was getting used to it, at least until the next pain filtered in along his arms. Skyler managed to get use of his right arm, bringing it over to clutch at his left shoulder. He grunted as he felt the flesh rippling and changing beneath his hand. His bicep started to swell out, rounding, getting creases and bulges in all the right places. A moment later his triceps followed suit as his arm thickened. His forearm gained more meat, even his wrist was covered with brand new sinews of muscles before his fingers stretched out straight, his hand feeling as if it was being dipped in lava. Skyler screamed out, flecks of thick saliva flying out of his mouth. He wrapped his right hand around his left wrist, but he could feel it widening. His fingers shuddered and stretched, moving longer and longer.
Skyler's palm stretched wider, his wrist getting too thick to hold with his other hands. He involuntarily flexed his fingers as the knuckles popped and the fingers stretched longer, the fingernails stretching out in the moonlight. They stretched into points before the milky white was washed away, the nails becoming a darker brown before the nails curved, becoming wicked claws. Skyler panted hard as his the light dusting of hair on his left hand grew thicker, longer, softer... but he let out a pained grunt as small, soft hairs burst through the back of his hand and along his fingers. After almost a full minute of pain, the left hand stopped hurting quite as much.
Given a bit of a respite, Sky gasped for breath, inhaling deeply, exhaling, trying to catch his breath. After a long moment he forced his amber eyes open once more and lifted his beastly left arm. He looked at the muscles, the hair, the wicked monstrous hand... it seemed to belong to the comically huge torso he had gained, but his right arm seemed so pail, hairless and small in comparison. With the pain having ebbed, Skyler was able to reflect, to think... to consider. He put one clawed hand and one normal hand on his bed to push himself up, but before he knew it he was already up... it had been no effort at all, his muscles lifting him as if he was a feather.
"This has got to be the strangest dream I've ever had... It feels so real." Skyler whispered to himself. He reached up with his right hand and gently drew it across his abdomen, feeling his fingers rise and fall with every mound of muscle... he felt the round of his pectoral, then circled his areola... it was larger, and his nipple was thicker too. Skyler felt his collar bone, the vast slope of his shoulder... He was huge, he was ripped... and he was uneven. Skyler stretched both arms out before him, looking at them both. His left arm was almost a foot longer than his right and it was drastically more muscled. Sky took a long breath.
"If I'm going to change anyway... balance out." Sky said softly, lowering his left arm. He looked at his right arm slowly, "Change... Grow... become like the other." He commanded. A chill of power rushed through Skyler's body as his right fingernails started to stretch into points, darkening and hardening into claws. Sky shuddered, his eyes sliding half way shut. He licked his lips, "More..." he whispered. Once again his body responded, but unfortunately it was with the same pain that had washed over him before. Skyler screamed out, falling onto his left side as his right arm bulged and stretched. The bones groaned as they moved longer, his biceps and triceps swelling. It was too much to bear and he cried out as the hair on his arm got thicker and spread down across the back of his hand and fingers.
His left paw clawed at the bed and then bumped his knee. Even with the pain, Skyler grunted in confusion. His arms were too long for his torso, he was practically an ape. Skyler coughed and sputtered as the pain in his right arm suddenly came to a stop, but he only had a moment to gasp before the strongest pain yet ripped through his body. He screamed out as a fire burned through his spine, his back arching. He rolled over violently, his mp3 player sliding along with him as he dropped off of the side of his bed and onto the carpet, landing on all fours. Drool leaked from his lips as his vertebra swelled, nubs pushing through the skin of his back... but they weren't just pushing toward the surface, they were growing... and they were growing more.
Skyler lifted his head toward the ceiling and let out a howl of pain as his spine stretched longer. The roar was loud and harsh, Sky's thick saliva running down his canine teeth as they stretched out longer, pushing down into true fangs as the canine teeth on the bottom stretched up to be equally menacing. As Sky's spine stretched, his ribs moved apart again. His torso was growing longer, inch by inch. Skyler forced himself up onto his clawed hands and feet, trying to get back to his bed but he failed. The pain was too much and he collapsed in a heap, completely engulfed in the moonlight.
Even before his back had stopped growing, his ears burned and tingled. The cartilage began stretching, his ears rising into points, stretching taller around his earbuds. All along his cheeks, fine dishwater blond hairs began pushing out. At first they were practically invisible but they soon gained a bit of darkness, becoming visible in the light as he grew brand new sideburns. The hair stretched all the way down to his jaw, the hair growing bushy and thick, curling against the cords that ran over to his mp3 player. Again Skyler bore his fangs as he screamed out in pain, his voice deeper and more animalistic than before. His gigantic, furry feet curved and flexed before at last the pain in his spine came to an end.
Skyler landed in a heap, too weak to breath of move or call for help. All he cared about was that the pain was gone, even for a moment. His body felt like a sack of hot potatoes, all just a bit too hot against his skin... but he didn't have the strength to even move. Skyler lay on the floor of his room for minutes, but it felt like an eternity. He could feel his large heart pumping in his huge chest... his fingers and toes flexing on some mute signals from his brain... After almost a half hour, Skyler dared to open one amber eye and then the other. His waist seemed a lot further away than he remembered it... and he had even more abdomen than before. Cautiously, he stretched out his arms again, seeing where they came to on his leg. Once more his hands rested just below his butt and above his knee, right where they were supposed to... even if they were claws.
Feeling a bit more daring, Skyler rolled onto his back. He cringed, expecting pain, but none came. Sky sighed in bliss and relief, closing his eyes to just enjoy not being in pain. He reached up and ran his long, wicked fingers over his body. It was strange to feel himself with different hands, but at least it felt great. Sky ran his hands up an down his chest, his right hand slowing as he felt the soft, light dusting of hair that had grown between his nipples. The hairs were too soft, it practically felt like fur to the touch... an Skyler sort of liked that. He had always been so lanky, so smooth... but now he seemed to be a buff, muscled, hairy beast. And all it took was a bit of pain... but that thought didn't sit well with Skyler.
"Dreams aren't... supposed to hurt, are they?" Sky whispered to himself, his deep voice startling him. He reached up with one huge clawed hand, letting it touch his throat. His adam's apple as swollen but his neck also had a fine dusting of stubble. Skyler grinned a fanged smile before he reached up and felt his cheeks. They were covered with stubble as well, but the back of his cheeks were coated with thick, bushy sideburns. When Sky felt that he nearly fainted in delight. He ran his fingers up and down the fuzz in delight, but as excited as he was, he still had to know if he was having a dream.
Putting his reverie aside, Skyler rolled up into a sitting position and rested his left arm in his lap and brought his right hand over, extending his pointer finger. The claw glinted in the light, looking like a most dangerous kind of weapon. Sky had never intentionally harmed himself before, but there was a first time for everything. The teenager rested the point of his claw on the skin of his left arm, applied pressure, and dragged it along an inch. He was immediately rewarded with the stinging sensation of his skin being cut. He winced and hissed, taking his claw away... he could even smell his own blood, the iron giving it a coppery alkaline scent. Skyler sat, looking at the blood hanging onto his claw. He could feel pain, he could smell... Every color, every touch. It wasn't a dream. He really was changing. Skyler looked up through his window, up at the moon... it was a full moon, just like in the legends. Sky slowly stretched his hand out, holding it up to the moon. He studied the fur on his hand, the claws, every detail and contour.
"I'm a werewolf..." Skyler whispered to himself before he rested his hands at his side. He took in a deep breath, then another... and then he looked down at his black jeans.... They seemed so out of place on his body. Skyler reached up and felt his nose, his lips, even reaching back to feel his pointy ears. He was stalled in his transformation, held back. His amber eyes looked back up at the sky. A thoughtful expression crossed Skyler's lips, "I'm a werewolf... and I need to embrace it and the pain." He told himself.
Skyler reached to unbutton his pants, but rather than sliding the button through the hole, his caw cut through the string and severed the button from the jeans. Skyler rolled his eyes at his mistake... but what was done was done. He tugged the zipper down and shoved his pants down, working them over his feet before pulling. The cuffs got stuck on his feet, but with careful movements he wrenched them off. Looking at his boxers, Skyler didn't even want to bother. He took his claw and cut the cloth from his waistband down along his hip to the bottom. He raised his hips just enough and tugged the torn fabric away, casting it aside. His bare butt lowered once more and Skyler sat in the moonlight, completely naked... feeling perfectly natural.
Once more the pleasant, warm, tingling feeling of a ghostly massage filled his body, but it was most certainly centered on his legs. Skyler closed his eyes as a look of bliss crossed his lips. He reached down, rubbing his clawed hands up and down his legs, letting the moon soak into them... Even when a sudden wave of pain filled Skyler, he didn't call out. He was getting used to the pain and feeling a new sort of pleasure beneath it all, a sort of pride. Skyler grunted softly as the bones in his leg started to stretch longer. The skin along his calves grew tight as the leg stretched, but soon it thickened again just in time to stretch over the growing muscles. His thighs, calves, even his glutes were growing larger moment by moment. His ankles got thicker; looking much more capable of supporting his huge feet... but it was starting to look as if his feet weren't going to be the only huge part of his anatomy.
Whether it had remained soft because of the pain or shock, Skyler couldn't say, but his manhood rested on his lap without much blood in it. Even so, it seemed far larger than he had ever remembered it... in fact, it seemed as long soft as it had been hard. Of course, when Skyler started paying attention to his shaft, it struggled to snap to attention. Skyler inhaled gently as blood started pooling into his shaft. It began to swell, first longer... it surpassed six inches, then seven... then even eight. As the length continued to grow, the girth began to enhance as well, as if trying to keep up.
As Skyler's shaft straightened out, it was two inches wide and nine long with no end in sight. A huge grin spread across Skyler's face. This was the only part of his growth that didn't have any pain at all... it was all pleasure. With a bit of daring, Skyler did what any eighteen year old man would have done... he wrapped his fingers around his shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze... He let out a grunt of shock as he felt the sensation so much more than he ever had before. With a breath to steel himself, he gave his shaft a firmer squeeze. He gasped in delight though there was a bit of dismay. His huge hand dwarfed even his enhanced manhood, although after a moment the mushroom shaped head emerged from behind his palm. Sky grinned, moving his hand up and down a little at first, then more.
He bore his fangs, thick saliva glistening on his teeth as his amber eyes closed in bliss. His hips pushed up and down, forcing his member up and down in his hands. The pleasure coursed through his body, getting his heart pumping even more as he breathed in and out. Skyler basked in the pleasure of his form, his strength and flexibility and size. The pain was still keen on his mind, but the pleasure was so much more as well. Skyler loved it, he loved him. He wasn't a lanky gangly nobody; he was a massive beast man. He loved it; he loved it so much he wanted more. Despite the pleasure his shaft was giving him, Sky forced his glowing amber eyes open. He gazed out at the moon, looking directly into the light.
"Give me more... take me over completely... Wake me this night." Skyler whispered, waiting, "GIVE ME MORE!" He howled before he tipped his head back, gasping in bliss. His cock suddenly surged in his hand, growing much longer, but that was only the start. His entire body was in rapture from head to claws. His toes wriggled ad contorted, the long digits becoming even wilder. The soles of his feet rippled before parts of his feet started to swell out, looking almost like a collection of tiny pillows. The skin hardened, getting tougher on the mounds of tissue. The hair across the top of his feet started getting thicker and darker, the flesh disappearing beneath until it was a hearty coating of deep brown fur. The fur advanced down the toes, obscuring every part of them but the claws before it swept down along the underside. The fur advanced, kept at bay only by the paw pads that had formed.
Skyler watched in glee as his feet continued to change, at least a size sixteen before the last of their humanity drained away, the heels reconfiguring and the ankles shifting until he was left with the largest wolf paws he had ever seen. The fur advanced up his legs, creeping inch by inch. Skyler gasped, even more delighted as the muscles in his legs shifted and changed. His knees popped and changed, everything shifting and moving itself around. As the fur moved over his knees and advanced up his thighs, Skyler tried bending his legs. They moved easily, flexing with ease and speed. It was likely he could run as fast as a car...
The changing teenager grinned, filled with lust from his cock and power from his changing form. It was a potent, heady mix... One that felt as if it could very easily be addictive. It was already too late for him. He wanted more... and more... and more. Sky jerked off even harder as the dark fur moved up the last of his legs, reaching his hips. The soft, thick brown fur contrasted with his blond bush as it spread over his balls, his sack soon thickly covered. The bush itself started to change, the hairs darkening and softening until they were part of his furry pelt. Converting the hair that was already there only accelerated the change.
Skyler panted; his heart racing as the hair across his abdomen darkened and thickened, joined a moment later by the fur spreading outward from his groin. He slipped his left hand down, running the claws through the fur. It was so thick, so luxurious. It would protect him from the claws of any pack mate... And that made him feel all the more powerful. Sky all but cheered the fur on as it covered his washboard abs, the muscle disappearing beneath the fur, but it was still there, all his muscles were... He was only becoming better, better than he ever had been.
While the fur had been advancing well over his front side it seemed to be taking a bit longer behind him. The furs wept over his round ass cheeks, coating them well and making the muscles seem even more enhanced beneath, but the cheeks themselves seemed to be wider set, forced apart as part of his tailbone stretched out. The nub was small at first, but it peed away from his body as it grew longer and longer. The brown downy fur that covered his as spread onto the nub, the fur growing out longer along the wriggling mass of flesh. As the squirming tube of flesh grew even more, it became apparent that it was a tail.
Sky grunted, lifting his hips to make room for his tail, letting it slip out behind him and start to wag as it stretched toward full length. Unhindered, the tail grew even faster and the brown fur advanced. The changing lycanthrope massaged his large manhood even faster, embracing the changes completely... and by giving in, there seemed to be little pain at all, a reward to surrendering himself to the wolf. Sky was fairly certain he would never fight it again. His wide, large tongue slathered against his lips as the fur continued rising up along his body, covering the small of his back and teasing the underside of his massive pecs.
The hairs that had grown across his chest became darker, tainted by a darer brown before they were joined by others, then even more. The brown hairs pushed out all over his chest, sweeping across like an expanding shadow in the evening day. The hair crept down the curve of the pecs, meeting the fur, and then in a miraculous moment it all became one. His chest disappeared beneath the thick layer of soft, brown fur... only his hard nipples held back the tide, partially buried beneath his coat. Skyler's left hand drifted up, finding its way to his nipple, rubbing at it as his hand worked at his cock.
As the shock of pleasing his nipple as well as his cock ripped through his body, Skyler snarled in even more bliss and the fur only seemed to spread faster. It spilled over his collar bone and across his shoulders, the vertical assault slowing as the spreading coat moved for the regions it had missed, his powerful arms. His thick arm hair turned brown faster than the fur itself spread, his arms fully coated in moments before the fur spread out across his hands. Portions of his palm swelled into paw pads as well, though they were far less pronounced than those on his feet. Still, his fingers were completely covered in fur, his hands had become paws, and his wrists were changed to support running on all fours almost easier than standing on two feet.
Again Sky snarled, giving more and more into the beast he was becoming, the pleasure saturating his mind. He threw his head toward the moon, snarling and barking before he let out an intense, lingering howl. As the sound bellowed from his lips, the fur advanced up his neck. The thick, bushy sideburns on his face turned brown, the stubble all across his cheeks and chin pushing out into a short, bushy beard. The blue coloring in his hair drained away as the hair pushed out from his scalp, growing longer and shaggier, but the howl still continued.
The sound of his call rattled the windows in the house, but it was only growing louder. His fangs stretched out longer in his mouth, his golden eyes glowing even brighter. As the fur met his bushy beard, the hair nearly erupted across the rest of his face. His eyebrows grew together and the fur crossed his upper lip, spilling across his nose and then his forehead. As the fur reached his hairline all around his face, only his ears were left uncovered... but soon tiny, soft brown fur began pushing out along the backside of his ears, reaching the edges before sliding down the front.
A sickening series of crunching noises came once again, but there was no pain to Skyler. His howl died away and was replaced with the werewolf lowering his head as his jaw stretched roughly, his lower jaw jutting forward, giving him a terrible under bite before his skull pushed out, his upper jaw moving to match. As his mouth pushed forward inch by inch, his nose was stretched to reach it. The tip was pulled down, the bend in the center becoming flat, the nose itself widening. The flesh around his nostrils grew darker and softer, the nostrils slowly stretched until they were facing forward rather than down.
As much as Skyler had been basking in the pleasure of it all, a moment of terror filled the werewolf as he lost his sense of hearing. The silence buzzed in his skull like a swarm of bees. He dropped his heavy, throbbing cock and reached both paws up to feel his ears, but as the paws rested on the side of his head he found nothing. His skin felt almost sickening, crawling along... but his hair felt as if something was moving through it. The wolf's paws rose up, feeling the points of his furry ears emerging from the top of his shaggy hair. As his canine ears came to a rest, his hearing slowly filtered back... and it was stronger than ever before. He could hear every cat and dog in the neighborhood, the breathing of his sleeping neighbors. It was a symphony of the night.
Skyler's long tongue slipped out of his extended muzzle as he started panting in delight, feeling truly marvelous. Minutes passed before he realized that there hadn't been any new changes for several moments. He sniffed at the air, listened... nothing. No creaks, n groans, no pops. His body was silent, save for the sound of his breath and the thumping of his heart. His change was done, he was a werewolf... a werewolf true werewolf. His long arms reached out, one grabbing the wooden sill of his window, the other grabbing his bed. It had been an impossible distance to reach both before, but now he used them to push himself up onto his paws, rising over eight feet in the air. Again Skyler sniffed the air, smelling the scent of his former life... he knew he would return to the room when the moon set, but it was his waking night. He had a town to explore, a new life to lead... and a raging erection to take care of, but not in his room. The night was his, and he would take it.
Sky stretched a long leg out of the window, ducking under the pane of glass before pulling his other leg through. He stood up outside, letting the wind blow through his fine fur, the moon glistening off of it. Skyler basked in nature for the longest time before he picked up his pace, jogging along the roof top before he jumped, arching through the air before landing on all fours, using his momentum to break into a full run. He bounded along the street, shielded in the night, the moon for his companion and the entire city as his territory. At last he was free, at last he was who he was meant to be.