Needing a Pack
Guy is attacked by a werewolf in the woods and becomes his liaison for making a pack.
Needing A Pack
By Eiji Otaka
Tommy a star basketball player at Woodard University was taking a jog through the campus forest trails the day before practice. He enjoyed the exercise much more than the usual laps around the court. The brown-haired, blue-eyed hunk made a his way deep into the trails, not caring about the waning daylight. All that mattered was the jog.
Unbeknownst to him, yellow eyes were watching him make his way through the woods. The almost feral-minded creature was drooling in shockingly cunning anticipation. The lupine stood on its hindlegs, a dribbling red pointed member leading the direction of its intent. It could smell the young man's sweat, and the remnants of other males' scents. This human would be the perfect conduit for him to make a pack and "mark his territory" so to speak.
At twilight's end, Tommy prepared to loop around in the trail to head back, and just when he was doing so, he heard a swish through the trees followed by a quick grappling shove to the ground.
"Ugh! What the fuck?!" Tommy shouts in response to the sudden assault. The moment he's lifted to be on all fours he realized the fur covering the creature holding him. His shorts are pulled down to his ankles and immediately he feels a slick rod rubbing his cheeks. "Fuck no!"
"Yesss, be good for your alpha and take it," growls out the horny wolf as he licks and nibbles Tommy's neck. Tommy is shocked out of speech at the revelation that this monster was intelligible. The creature was grinding between his buttcheeks now, leaving his crack soaked with cockslime and precum. Tommy moaned as he tried to break out of his receptive position, but the hulking wolfmale locked its muzzle onto his shoulder and collarbone before taking a long lick up the side of the quivering human's face.
Tommy could smell a woody musk encircling him and it was making him drowsily aroused. The werewolf nibbles and licks Tommy's ear, causing him to groan as he reflexively pushes his rear against the footlong canine cock. Tommy realizes the beast is making him gay for it, and the horror makes him whisper a "no" as the wolf presses its slick tip against his hole. The lust juices had swelled the tight human pucker into a darkened wolf-hybrid tailhole. He takes a deep breath to get ready for what's to come, but the action brings a powerful intake of the thick musk surrounding him which causes his reoriented hard cock to dribble in excitement before Tommy hazily presses back against the pointed shaft. With the first inch that slips into him, Tommy yips in surprise pleasure, not knowing his ass had began changing to fit the rod beginning to impale him. Two more inches slid into Tommy and he started panting as his mind was clouded with feral aroma and mounting pleasure. The werewolf watched as fur crawled around his rear and up his spine, leaning in to lick fuzzing pointed ears. Tommy moaned as another three inches slid into him, pointed, blackening nails digging into the dirt as his cock bobbed and twitched wildly to fling globs of pre around. The infected human's cock was regrowing a thick foreskin as brown fur steadily encased his groin; the feeling had Tommy panting and growling while staring out with feral yellow eyes.
The werewolf thrust the rest of its shaft in the college boy before reaching the knot. Its cock was leaking a river of precum into the shifting human, and now started humping him as it drooled on the guy's furring back. Tommy felt a rush to his skull, and blinked in confusion as wolven instincts began renovating his mindset. Increasingly pawlike hands steadied him as swelling feet burst from his running shoes and restructured with his legs into brown furry hindlegs. Drool poured from Tommy's mouth with his long hanging tongue as his cock was fully encased in a sheath, and he started pushing his ass against the beast's cock. He could feel the head of his own member shifting in its warm cozy home before sliding out in excitement as an intensely musky, red, wolf cock that continuously leaked gobs of pre. Tommy felt his human sentience roll into his subconscious while his fully dominant wolf self took center stage in his gray matter. His face and jaw pushed out into a furred muzzle as his pointy ears migrated up his skull. At that moment the werewolf humping him shoved his knot into the nearly complete new wolf, and snarled as he humped in a sexcrazed manner. The knotting bulge leaned against Tommy's prostate and the wolfboy howled as his tail shot out against his alpha's chest and his red rocket shot out the last of his human cum.
The wolfed out Tommy felt the wash of his instincts driving him and felt utter loyalty to the alpha mounting him, lustfully anticipating the mark of his seed. With a powerful howl behind him the alpha werewolf blast gushes of potent yellow wolf cum into his new packmate. His knot insures that not a drop is wasted before it flushes the new pup's system. Wolf-Tommy is shaking his head in overwhelming orgasm, his first hadn't ended and only crescendoed when his alpha marked him with his seed. His canine cock jerked as his balls swelled thick with twisted lupine jizz until they sent a surge up his shaft and sprayed loads of yellow feral semen.
"You make such a sexy packmate. I can't wait till I have your friends too. Feel your alpha breed you pup! If you want more of this, I have a task for you. Go to where your friends meet and have them sample your seed, give them cocks like ours so they will seek out the end of their humanity. Now, be a good pup and sleep," the alpha wolf commanded Tommy as they came down from orgasm and he slid his shaft from the boy. Tommy could only heed his alpha's words and with a growl fell into a deep sleep as his body regressed back to its human form.
The next day Tommy woke up on the forest trail with his shirt in tatters and his shorts down to his ankles. He was thoroughly startled at his predicament, and didn't have an inkling of what happened the night before. Embarrassed beyond belief, Tommy pulled up his shorts and quickly made his way back to his dorm. Once he got to his shared room he took note that basketball practice was in 30 minutes. He threw on another shirt and change out of his dirty shorts to another pair when his room mate came out of the shower with only a towel on. He felt his cock twitch at the sight of his roomie's manly chest, but disregarded the fleeting gay thought to scramble out for practice.
He made it to practice just in time so coach wouldn't yell at him and started his drills with the rest of the team. Partnered with his close buddy on the team, Ross, they did their exercises with Tommy performing exceptionally well.
"Wow Tommy, with the way you're playing I'd expect you to be in the NBA! Make sure you save some of those skills for game night," remarked Ross.
"Yeah, I'll be sure to. I guess those evening jogs paid off," replied Tommy. He did feel great, like he had a ball of energy and strength inside him. The only problem he was having was staring at the other team mates crotches, and it took all his willpower not to get a hardon from all the hot boy-candy around him. Boy-candy? Was he turning gay? The thought of such a thing made him shiver in trepidation.
With permission from coach, he finished his practice a few minutes early, hoping to get out the locker rooms and shower before the rest of his team got the chance to reveal their hot naked bodies to him. He got to his locker and began to undress, but the smell of sweat and manliness quickly had his shaft beaming in anticipation. He pulled off his shorts and made his way to the showers as a tickling in the back of his head made him dizzy with a healthy dose of horniness. He trudged to the showers staring at his hard cock, enjoying the musky odor emanating from it that joined the smell of men around him. Not even thinking of being seen, Tommy grabs his cock and jerks it a few times, taking joy in the sight of precum dripping out the tip. He pulls his hand away to stop, but the sudden encouragement was all his feral subconscious needed to emerge. He watched in awe as his seven inch cock thickened and plumped into nearly a foot as the head tapered to a point and turned red as a furry sheath formed at the base just under a bulging knot. The odor of his canine cock was much stronger now and had him panting with the intake of his own scent. His eyes turned amber and rolled in their sockets as his balls furred over and swelled to churn more of his infectious beastly cum. The feeling pushed his human self deeper into his subconscious while the werewolf within took hold and molded his brainwaves into feral cunning. The old Tommy was almost completely gone and now the thrall of the alpha wolf was free to complete his master's mission.
Drooling in excitement, Tommy grabbed his red rocket and quickly jerked it like a madman. Globs of precum were pouring out his cock and adding the powerful musk in the room. The feral-minded Tommy had to use all his willpower not to change then and there, but continued to stroke his shaft. With a spasm and sharp growl, the disguised wolf-thrall shot out a torrent of viral yellow cum. In sex crazed shrewdness he cupped his hand over his cock tip to gather much of the seed and quickly smothered the contaminated fluids over all the shower heads. His goal completed, he made his way out the showers and back to the locker area, coming across Ross' locker. With a twisted grin, he rubbed a thin coating over his treasured team mate's locker before sliding his regular shorts on. Unfortunately, his cock was still beaming erect and was peaking from his waistband. He pulled on a shirt to hide as he heard the footsteps of his teams arrival.
With great effort, the Wolf-Tommy dug deeply into his psyche to bring out his human mindset, only to find that there was barely anything left of it. Though partially annoyed, he took deep satisfaction that the seed of his alpha had sprouted and washed away all but an inkling of his human self. He barely returned his amber eyes to a more human brown when Ross and rest of the team flooded into the locker room.
"Hey dude, great practice," said Ross patting Tommy on the back. Tommy gave his thanks and made small talk with Ross as the college jock opened his locker to get his casual clothes.
"Smells weird in here doesn't it?" mentioned Ross as he noticed a sticky film on his hands.
"Yeah, but it smells kinda good," replied Tommy grinning in anticipation. He watched as Ross sniffed his palm and had a sudden kick in his gym shorts.
"Yeah it does smell nice," said Ross in a sudden haze. The other players had already made their way into the showers and the sound of sprinkling water could be heard while a steam began filling the area. The smell of males and lupine musk permeated throughout the lockers and had Tommy staining his shorts with his beastly cock. Ross sat down, taking deep whiffs of the odor that filled the area and Tommy could see the excitement his shaft was getting in response. Without a second thought, Ross licked the palm of his hand and moaned as a sudden wave of energy went through him and into his cock. Tommy's buddy now had a stain spreading over the front of his shorts and absentmindedly stroked his saluting penis, not caring his male team mate was right next to him.
Tommy pulled down his shorts to let his wolf cock free and leaned over to Ross and whispered in his ear, "Suck my cock, it tastes like what you're smelling."
Ross looked over at Tommy, who had glowing yellow eyes and licked his face with an oddly long and flat tongue. The sudden intimacy sent a lustful shiver through Ross and he looked down to Tommy's cock and was shot with horniness when his saw its feral form. He could tell the heavenly musk in the locker room was even more concentrated in his team mates crotch and slowly leaned down to take it in his mouth. Tommy growled in excitement and put a hand at the back of Ross' head as he pumped his slimy red rocket into his mouth.
"That's right buddy tastes great doesn't it? You'll make a great packmate to please the alpha's wishes. Uuugh, yeah... The whole team will be the alpha's personal vanguard wolf pack to bring more males into the fold and defend his territory." said Tommy as he coated Ross' mouth in precum. Tommy watched with twisted joy as his soon-to-packmate's ears came to a point. He could see his shorts tenting ridiculously and heard whimpers of need from his buddy. Shifting his hand into a dextrous paw, he sliced open the shorts to reveal Ross' uncut cock which was plumping and changing into a wolf cock that dripped precum like a faucet. The sight sent Tommy over the edge and his furry balls pulled up before blasting waves of feral jizz down Ross' throat.
Ross was lost in a mounting desire for manly flesh and hot homo sex as he swallowed the gushes of cum from Tommy's lovely animalistic cock. Each gulp sent a shudder of heat through his body which centered on his skull and crotch. His popping and changing ears migrated to the top of his head as he heard moaning coming from the showers. His nose was absorbing Tommy's musk at full force and the powerful doses were remolding his gray matter into bestial madness. He could feel his humanity shrinking away and the knowledge only made his new wolf cock jerk and spray gooey precum on his muscled belly. His body was filling with strength as fur crept up his spine and around his torso. His shirt ripped at the seams as he nuzzled his furry face into his packmate's crotch. The thought of Tommy as his packmate had his cock spurt another thick glob of precum as it continuously leaked and changed consistency. As his tapered tip rubbed his now furry abs his spine popped and extended, a fluffy tail making itself known. Increasingly pawlike hands gripped his partner's furry thighs and milked the cock for all it was worth as his face pushed out into a muzzle. His heart was now pumping the blood of a beast throughout his system and without much effort his shoes burst open to reveal hindpaws on now digitigrade legs. His change was nearly completed except for one crucial place. The wolf blood flowing through his body pumped feral hormones into his ballsack and the lightly fuzzed scrotum swelled with viral wolf cum as a healthy coat of fur covered it. With this final change his mind was completely mutated into that of a horny werewolf.
Tommy pulled his packmate's muzzle from his cock and looked at the new wolfie. Admiring his work, and the needy cock begging for attention the now fully transformed Tommy took Ross' cock in his paw and squeezed the base where a knot had formed. Ross' amber eyes rolled up and he growled as his cock orgasmed, cleansing his testicles of the last of his human cum. There must of not been much because after two spurts of white human seed, a final spurt of yellow wolf semen shot out to mark Tommy on the chest.
The two sex-crazed werewolves made their way to the showers and drooled at the sight before them. Six young men were moaning and rubbing their bodies together as they jerked mighty canine cocks. The few who had their eye's open, stared with piercing amber eyes, but all were overcome with a feral horniness that demanded their attention. The steamy showers was filled with a powerful lupine musk that would ensnare any who came close. Tommy saw one of his team mates on all fours sucking another's cock and quickly dashed to the male and mounted him. The moment his bestial cock pressed into the boy's hole, the twitching pucker swelled and turned into a perfect tail hole for wolf cock. The sight of his furry ass had Tommy working to shove his knot in early as he thrust wildly into his transforming packmate. Ross grabbed another guy and pinned him against the wall as he slid his cock into the changing human. The guy yipped in sudden pleasure and used gravity to force his ass onto the sexy werwolf's knot. The room was getting muskier and muskier as the entire basketball team transformed into horny viral werewolves. With each climax they lost a chunk of their humanity until only the twisted minds and bodies of werewolf thralls remained.
With a chorus of howls they all had a final climax and reverted to human form, or at least the closest to human they could get with their new mindsets. This left them with a light fur over their bodies and darkened nails, but their alpha would teach them better control. And, with that thought the horny packmates dressed in what little they could and made for the woods. The alpha was waiting for his new pack and he nor they would be satisfied til he marked them with his seed.