FSE

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Introduction

The idea for this series first came to me one night back in 2008 when going to bed with my wife. What started as a simple goodnight kiss, went in an unplanned direction and later became the inspiration for the first story in this anthology. I went on to write several more stories in the setting and then I let them sit on my hard drive for about a decade. After making a few friends, setting up a Fur Affinity, and writing and sharing One of Us and Demon Fountain, I went back to the small series of stories and dusted them off. My writing had improved, and I needed to update them a bit, however after a little editing they were ready to share. I then continued to write new chapters for a while, before putting them, once again, on the back burner. But, when I started to work on commissions in 2022, I decided to get back to writing at least one chapter a year.

This is such a comfort series for me to work on, letting me put all the kinds of things I like into the collection of stories. I'm just happy other people enjoy the stories as well. Thank you for reading.

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Chapter 1

Good Night Baby

A tall man with short cropped hair stood at the sink as he finished brushing his teeth. His wife stood beside him, inspecting her face for any blemishes. She stood almost the same height, around six feet. Locks of wavy brunette hair cascaded down her back to her shoulder blades. Her hazel eyes focused on her reflection intently. The man leaned over into the sink and spat out the tooth paste, rinsed and spat again. He wiped droplets of water from his golden-red goatee, such a contrast to his mossy brown hair and steel blue eyes.

"Ready for bed Maddi?" he asked as he rinsed out his brush.

"Almost." Madison replied, sparing him a quick glance. Her eyebrows suddenly furrowed and she reached back around to her rear waist. "Ahh!"

"What is it?"

"An itch!" Maddi replied as her hand slipped past the waist of her flannel sleep pants, "Right on the tailbone!"

Suddenly, he felt an irritation in the same spot, "Damn it, you had to say that," He smirked at his wife, "You know I always get sympathy itches with you." He scratched through his cotton boxers.

"James..." Maddi couldn't help but smile.

"I'm not kidding either," James said, pulling his wife closer with his free arm.

"I know, it's sweet." She said smiling.

"It's itching less, let's get to bed before it acts up again." James suggested.

"In a minute, hold me first." She said resting her head on his shoulder.

James wrapped both arms around his wife pulling her tight. A few moments passed in silence before he spoke.

"It's late Maddi, let's get to bed. I'll still be holding you there you know."

"Ok..." Maddi sighed as she slowly lifted her head.

James flipped off the bathroom light and then crossed the hallway to their bedroom. James set the alarm as Madison took off her slippers. Maddi slipped under the covers as James hit the lights.

"Good night baby." James slipped into bed next to Madison.

"Don't I get a kiss?" She pouted.

He smiled, "of course you do."

James lifted himself up and pressed his lips against his wife's. Madison's hands went to James' shoulders immediately, holding onto him as they kissed. Enjoying the moment, James lingered against Madison and sighing softly, he pressed harder against her. Madison moaned against his lips as she reached up to James' head and pulled her lover tighter. In an instant their mouths opened and the couple's kiss deepened.

James shifted and climbed on top of his wife, moaning as he gripped onto her body. Madison arched her back, pressing her chest against her husband. She wanted her lover, wanted to feel him with every square inch of her body, and James wanted the same. Madison ran her nails down James' back and was rewarded with a growl of pleasure against her mouth. His hands ran roughly down her sides. Madison could feel James' aroused member poking out of the fly of his boxers.

"Ow!" James broke the kiss sitting up. He gripped his left hand.

"Baby what-Ah!" Before she could ask she felt a sudden pain in her ring finger.

Her hand must have swelled up; she had to get the rings off! Using her teeth she tore off her rings almost growling. James was having the same problem with his wedding ring. He managed to get it off as well and it joined his wife's on the bed beside them.

The couple at once resumed groping and kissing each other as though the interruption had never occurred. Sheets were tossed aside to grant them better access to their lust filled bodies. James felt a surge of strength as he assaulted Madison's mouth and he used it to pin his wife down tightly against the mattress. Madison half moaned, half growled with delight. Then, with her own surge, she broke free and attacked James' back with her nails once more. Her nails seemed somehow more substantial than before.

His back arched under the assault and he broke the kiss with a long growl of pleasure. James no longer wanted his wife, he needed her. He grabbed the waistband of Madison's striped sleep pants and her panties and yanked them down past her knees. Madison had a need as well. She grabbed the open fly of James' white boxers and tore it open easily. James wasted no time, plunging his rigid member deeply into Madison's soaking wet sex.

"Yes!" Madison cried out as she was filled in a single thrust.

Madison's nails dug into James' back and she felt his nails do the same to her hips as he started to thrust. Their bodies were on fire with the heat of the moment. Sweat glistened in the moonlight on their heaving bodies. Madison's body tingled all over. This was a new sensation to the young woman, but she barely noticed it through her lust. Madison felt her faded blue tee-shirt growing tighter as she moaned. At the back of James' ruined shorts a growth forced its way out past the waist band. The remaining threads of his shorts slipped off his body as his new tail lengthened.

The couple was lost in their own lust as more changes swept over their bodies. Hair began to grow and thicken across Madison's chest. Fur grew quickly over James' bulging body. Bones popped and fabric teared as they grew too large for the little clothing that was still on their bodies. Madison and James were glad to rid of the troublesome clothing.

James' feet started to twitch and change. His nails thickened and grew into claws, which punctured the top sheet of the bed. James' foot lengthened and reformed and soon he had paws instead of feet. Meanwhile his ears grew larger and shifted up his head. They twitched with new muscles, but stayed focused on the sounds of his mate. Madison meanwhile let out a yip as her new tail grew out against the bed. James seemed to sense her problem and shifted her hips, freeing her tail. Her mouth seemed to grow out from her face taking her nose with it. Her teeth grew and shifted and her now long tongue now lolled out of her new muzzle as she moaned and whined.

The fur now covered most of their bodies. Madison's coat was just a tad lighter than her hair. It now covered a strong firm body, every muscle defined and in action enjoying her mate. James' fur was two toned. His back and limbs were covered in the same mossy brown that had covered his head. From his chin down his chest and abdomen, however, was golden red like his goatee had been.

A surge of pleasure shot through Madison. She wrapped her strong legs around James' back and threw back her head to howl. A deeper howl mingled with hers. Together their wolf song sang of their passion for each other as well as their rebirth into new forms. James fell onto her body, panting heavily. The pair of wolves basked in the afterglow of their passion and their transformation. James buried his muzzle against Madison's neck, breathing in deep the scent of his wife for the first time.

“Maddi..." his voice sounded strange, but she knew it was still his.

Her jaw dropped slightly in a wolf's grin.

Maddi then nuzzled his neck and cheek. "Yes baby?"

He lifted his head and looked into her eyes.

His eyes looked a little washed out. she thought, no, its my wolf eyes seeing things that way,

his eyes must be the same...how do I know that?

Maddi, I love you, my beautiful wolf.

If she could with her muzzle, Madison would have smirked, "Somehow I knew you would use that nickname."

"Are you saying it no longer fits?" he said cocking his head quizzically at her

"No, but I can't very well call you my tiger anymore can I?" she reached up and let her claws scratch lightly behind James' ears.

James growled with pleasure at the sensation, leaning into Madison's hand. Her eyes had no problem seeing her lover in the ambient light of the bedroom. James was ripped under his fur. She licked her muzzle subconsciously as she scanned his form. No trace of James' paunch remained; only hard firm abdominals covered in lovely red-gold fur. Madison's other hand ran firmly over James' chest. She glanced down at her own form. She looked similar. Smaller than her husband overall, but still nothing to be ashamed of. Madison certainly didn't miss her love handles.

James leaned back down, "you know, love, that was one hell of a good night kiss."

"Heh, I guess it was." she licked his cheek.

"How did you know to do that?" James asked as he looked down at her, "For that matter, how do I know that that is even a thing?"

"You mean all the werewolf stuff...no, that's what humans call us; we're wolves."

Foreign instincts and knowledge floated through James' mind. He closed his eyes, pulling the new threads of his mind in line with the rest. In a way, it was the final part of the transformation.

“The...memories..." James said as he opened his eyes, fully aware of who and what he was now, "we know...because we are wolves, the memories are part of our gift," his tail wagged slightly as he figured things out.

“Someone did this to us," Madison said softly, “they must have spiked something we ate or drank, like that bar we were at last Wednesday.“ She paused for a moment, “It must not have been a lot of essence or we would have shifted that night."

“That's all right," James licked the side of her muzzle, “I like how things played out tonight."

"I bet you did." she sighed knowingly, “But come on, let me up, I want to see what I look like in a mirror." Madison pushed herself up on her elbows.

"Can't you just trust me that you are beautiful?" He said, scratching under her jaw.

"Of course not, you're too biased. You thought I was pretty with my old body." she said as she pushed her lovers increased bulk off of her body.

"You were, and you are. James said as he sat up on the bed, "You will always be beautiful to me, even when you are all gray."

The fur hid Madison's blush from her mate.

"Come on, let's go to the bathroom." Madison said as she pushed off the bed.

It felt strange taking her first few steps on her paws, but by the time she reached the bathroom it felt as natural as her feet ever had. The change to her feet had gifted her with several inches of height. She smiled as she glanced back at James. He was still just a bit taller than her; that was good. Madison flicked on the light to the bathroom. She closed her eyes tightly and whined slightly. Her eyes were much more sensitive to light in this form.

"Are you ok, Maddi?" She could feel James' hands on her shoulder.

"I'm fine, I should have thought about the lights." She blinked a few times as she looked into her reflection.

Her muzzle wasn't as long as James' was. She opened her mouth looking at her fangs and teeth. She felt a tingle down her back as James ran his hand down her spine.

"Hey, no petting right now." Madison playfully admonished.

"It's not my fault your fur is so soft, I can't resist." James placed his hands on her sides.

“That's just one more excuse for you to have your hands on me, isn't it?" She looked at James' reflection as she spoke.

“Like I ever needed an excuse." James leaned forward and nuzzled the side of her cheek.

“You..." Madison closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying her lover's touch and scent.

“Do you believe me now that you are beautiful?" James whispered softly.

“You haven't let me take a good look yet." Madison said, giving her husband a scratch behind his ear. “Look at you, you need a haircut again." She ruffled his hair, a full inch longer than it had been earlier in the evening.

“I suppose I do, but we'll worry about that later.." He took a step back. “So, what do you think of your new body?"

Madison turned her attention back to her reflection. She noticed her hair had grown as well. The she-wolf ran her hands down her sides slowly over the lean firm muscle that laid just below her fur. Madison then slid her hands up to her chest where she noted her breasts were perkier, though no larger than they had been before. The brunette wolf then turned to the side, examining her profile in detail. The cellulite was gone from her thighs, now they were sculpted like a statue of a goddess. Madison's eye caught sight of her tail and she had to reach around to feel it. It was strange how natural it felt to have a tail.

“James?" She said turning away from the mirror to face her husband.

James' ears perked up at the sound of his name, “Yes Maddi?"

She smiled at the unintentional cuteness then continued, “I've managed to lose all that fat I had before."

“Yeah, me too." He rubbed his own abdomen for emphasis, “good riddance."

“Yes but...James, I was fat. Did you really find me attractive before?"

“Of course I did." He placed his hands on her shoulders, “You had your flaws and maybe a few more pounds than you should have had, but you were hardly what I call fat. Then there were all your other features, Your hair," James ran a hand down through a few locks, “Your eyes," he gently caressed her brow, “Your chest," he said cupping her left breast, “which is just as full as ever, and most of all your smile." He ran his fingers gently along her muzzle, “I'd do anything for that smile."

Madison closed her eyes and sighed. James leaned forward and gave her a small lick on the muzzle.

“What of me and my new form, what do you think of that?" James asked as he pulled away

Madison ran her eyes slowly over James' body, noting every detail. His ears seemed smaller than hers, though they were hardly undersized. James' build was larger than hers, she couldn't help running a hand across his chest and down his abs. His fur pastern seemed a perfect fit, drawing attention to his physique.

“What's this?" Madison asked as she looked down at his groin.

A furry sheath now held his member while at rest. She ran her fingers gently over this new part of James' anatomy.

“I think you know what that is..." He sighed and grinned, “All too well by now."

“But this is something new, you didn't have this part before." Gently she stroked his sheath, “I wonder, will it pop out like you used to with your boxers?"

“Keep that up and you'll have your answer soon."

Madison suddenly got a devious look in her eye, “I wonder what I can do with a muzzle that I couldn't do before with just a mouth.

A wolf's smile spread across James' muzzle, “And while we are wondering about that, what can I do with this long tongue?" His tail wagged excitedly behind him. “Besides, I don't feel all that tired anymore, how about you?"

Madison pressed her body up tight against James, “No I'm wide awake, why don't you help tire me out?" Her leg ran up along his.

James grabbed the back of her head and pressed his muzzle tight against his wife's. Madison responded in kind, whining submissively as she grabbed her mate by the shoulders. James tried to kiss his mate, but his muzzle was quite different from his human mouth. Without lips the pair found it difficult to kiss, but they hardly let the handicap get in their way. James' tongue slightly lapped at the tip of Madison's muzzle, running over her pointed fangs. She followed suit, letting her lupine tongue lap against her husband's. It was a pleasant enough compromise for the couple. Jame's then lifted Madison up into his arms.

“Careful!" She cried out, remembering the other times James had tried to carry her.

“Don't worry." he said as he carried his wife with no effort, “I'm just a bit stronger now."

Madison relaxed against his chest as he carried her back. She wondered what her own body was capable of as James moved them back to the bedroom. He set her down gently on their bed. Madison took a look at the shredded clothing and cast aside sheets left from earlier. Suddenly she spotted gold gleaming in the low light of the room.

“Our rings..." Madison said, picking up the gold wedding bands.

It was obvious just looking at them they wouldn't fit on their hands anymore. Even James' band was too small for her lupine fingers. Madison's ears drooped the more she thought about it.

“Maddi?" James asked, noticing her mood shift.

“They won't fit, we can't wear them any more." She said as she looked down at their rings, “we spent so much time finding them and now we..."

“Wait a minute, let me see them." James reached over and took the rings from her hand.

“What are you doing?" Maddi asked James as he went to a desk drawer.

“I have an idea." James snapped on a lamp before rummaging through the drawer.

Maddi got up off the bed and padded over to her husband. She got there just as James managed to tie a length of shoelace together.

“God, that was hard with claws getting in the way." James said as he turned to his wife. “Here." He held up the shoelace necklace with her wedding and engagement rings hung from it. “No reason we can't wear them this way." James said as he placed it over her head.

Madison looked down at her rings before hugging James tightly.

“You know me, baby, I'm always there to fix things." He said softly before nuzzling her cheek.

“What about yours?" Madison asked softly.

“As soon as you let me go." James winked.

She growled playfully but let her mate go. James fumbled tying the lace but eventually he finished. Madison took the necklace from him.

“Let me," she smiled as she hung James' wedding band around his neck, “Perfect!" Her tail wagged

“I love you, Madison." he said, leaning forward to lick the side of her muzzle.

“I love you too, James." Madison said before returning the gesture.

They walked back to the bed. Madison looked over the carnage from earlier that night and thought for just a moment. She then quickly pushed all but the pillows off of the bed.

“I thought you didn't like the sheets on the floor?" James asked as he got onto the bed.

“I don't think we'll be using sheets anymore, not with this fur," Madison ran a hand down her arm, “and besides, they would only get in their way right now."

“I guess they just might,." he moved closer to his wife, “now, where were we?"

Madison got the gleam back in her hazel eyes again as she pushed James down onto his back, growling as she pounced her mate. James smiled, taking his arms and wrapping them around Madison. She batted away his arms and lowered her head to his neck. Madison nipped at his neck with her fangs and was rewarded with pleasurable growling from James.

They had played this game before, but now in their new forms everything was heightened. Madison nipped her way down his chest. James ran his claws slowly down her back electrifying her. Soon she had slid down between his legs.

Her trip had had its desired effect on the wolf. James' member now peaked out of its furry sheath. It had changed some; now more canine like, but still retaining some of its human features. A few long licks from her tongue and it quickly grew to its full size. James had always been well equipped, but apparently his member had grown with the rest of his body. The she-wolf was impressed, allowing herself a grin before continuing.

Madison opened her mouth and took the entire shaft into her muzzle. She felt James' hands tangle into her hair as Madison's tongue ran over his member. She growled around James, sending shivers down his spine. His soft whine was all the reassurance Madison needed. She began to bob her head up and down on his shaft, all the while finding new ways to use her tongue on James.

The sounds James made were a mixture of human moaning and wolf growling. His hands tightened reflexively as Madison worked her magic on him. James thrust his hips up to meet her bobbing head. Madison released his member from her muzzle and then seized it in her hand. The she-wolf focused her tongue on the tip of James' member as her hand pumped the shaft fervently.

With a lust filled howl, James hit his peak. His legs squeezed Madison tightly in his euphoric frenzy. Madison kept James at her mercy. After a few final licks, Madison released him. James panted heavily as he recovered from his climax. Madison looked up with a satisfied look on her face. More telling was her tail, thumping against the bed as it waged.

“How was it?" Madison lifted herself up off the bed.

“Better than I had imagined it would be." James panted back. He reached for her and pulled Madison up into a hug, “And I thought you were talented before."

“I like knowing I can please you." Madison replied as she nuzzled his neck

“You have yet to ever disappoint me there." James said as he nuzzled back.

“Well, this is a new body," she said pulling up, “I could have done something wrong."

“Don't be silly," James scratched her ear.

“What if I want to be silly, what are you going to do about it, fuzzy?" Madison's eyes gleamed as she started another game.

“Who do you think you're dealing with?" He rolled over on top of his wife, “I'm the alpha here."

“Oooo, I'm so scared of the big bad wolf." Madison loved the feeling of her lover's newfound strength.

“I"ll show you..." James growled as he took Madison's neck into his jaw.

She gasped, her body instantly submitting to the larger wolf. Jame's pinned her arms down at her sides and slid slowly down her body. Madison whined with need as her mate's fur brushed against her own. James slipped down between her legs and inhaled the spicy scent of Madison's arousal. James nuzzled against her nether regions sniffing at her sex. Madison giggled at the canine behavior.

“James, what are you doing?" she asked in between giggles.

He started to take longer deeper breaths, becoming almost drunk off her scent. James then suddenly began to lap intensely at her slit. Madison threw back her head in a half moan, half whine of pleasure at his sudden move. James spread his mate's legs wider; opening up her folds to his tongue.

The she-wolf's claws dug into her husband's shoulders as she began to writhe underneath his intense licking. Jame's gripped Madison's rear tightly, his claws digging into her to hold her steady. He growled into her slit; the vibrations caused a shiver to run down her spine and through her tail. Madison yipped, whined and moaned as her husband licked at her slit as he had never before; as though possessed. She wrapped her strong legs around James' neck as she howled with her climax. The wolf lessened his speed and pressure but continued to lap as she relaxed back down onto the bed.

Madison looked over to her husband through dazed hazel eyes as he finally lifted himself up from her sex. His tongue flicked over his muzzle as he looked back at her, his eyes also slightly hazed.

“You smell ...taste...better." He panted as he slid back up her body.

“Do I?" Madison panted as she pulled her lover down tightly against her body.

James shook his head, clearing his thoughts. The wolf regained his wits and smiled down at Madison, before touching his nose to hers

“Wow, I guess I kind of lost myself there." He said as he slid over to his wife's side.

“I noticed," Madison sighed as she curled her body against his, “but I would hardly hold it against you." She nuzzled against James' neck, enjoying his scent, warmth, and fur.

James entwined his legs with her, sighing as he enjoyed her every touch, “to think that I liked to cuddle you before all this."

“Oh? Am I more cuddly now?" She smiled as she settled down..

“Oh yes, much more, my wolf." James licked her muzzle softly, “I love you."

“I love you too" Madison said as she ran her clawed hands gently through the red fur of his chest.

They laid in the silence of their room for a while. In the moonlight they laid together but the couple was not quite ready for sleep. James broke the quiet fist.

“You know, we have a lot of friends." he said as an idea formed in his mind.

“Yes, what about them?" Madison said, shifting to look her husband in the eye.

“Well, it's just the two of us and we could use a pack..." a wolf grin grew across his muzzle.

The she-wolf's ears canted forward, “James, are you sure?"

“Why not?" James shrugged, “shouldn't we share this with our loved ones?"

“Well, it will be a while before I can have a cub." Madison said as she smiled, “Why not build a pack!"

Chapter Two

Old Friends

Sun glinted through the mostly bare branches of the spring trees. The light danced across the worn top of the kitchen table, at which a young thin man sat glancing at his tablet. He was dressed simply in a green tee-shirt with a faded soft drink logo and faded baggy jeans.

"Well, you certainly slept late." His mother said as she sliced lemons at the sink.

The mature woman looked remarkably fit for her age. She was dressed in khaki slacks and a violet blouse with its sleeves rolled up to her elbows. Long brunette hair speckled with gray was tied back in a simple ponytail.

"Don't you get any sleep in that dorm room of yours Neal?" His mother asked as she reached for another lemon.

"Of course I do mom," Neal replied looking up from the tablet. He brushed his dark brown hair out of his matching eyes, "But I don't have a single class before noon, so I stay up late."

"With your friends or just on your computer?" She asked looking over her shoulder.

"Mom, I have friends." he sighed, "Just because I'm in I.T. does not mean I'm one of those friendless losers squirreled away at their keyboard. I wasn't like that in high school and I'm not like that now."

His mother turned back to her task. "Have you found any lady friends?"

"Mom..." Neal's voice carried a warning with it.

"It's an honest question." his mother smiled, "I met your father in college you know."

"I know mom," Neal rolled his eyes, "and I have gone on a few dates, but I don't have a girl."

"Well, maybe that will change after the break."

I wouldn't mind if it did, Neal thought to himself as he turned back to the tablet.

There was a quick rap at the screen door to the kitchen. Neal and his mother looked over to the door. A blond woman Neal's age smiled as she let herself into the house. She was dressed in sweatpants, a half zipped hooded sweatshirt, and a bright yellow tee-shirt. The young woman smiled broadly as she made her way to the table.

"Hi Mrs. Jordan!" She called as the screen door banged shut behind her, “Mom told me you got in last night Neal, how was your trip?"

"Marie!" Neal said as he stood up, "I was afraid I was going to miss you again this time."

"Yeah, sorry about that, it wasn't my idea to spend Christmas out of state." Marie said as she gave her friend a big hug.

"Good to see you Marie." Mrs. Jordan said, walking over to the pair. "Your mother was bragging about her all-star daughter ever since the season started."

"I'm sorry you were subjected to that Mrs. Jordan." Marie smiled. "The way my mom talks, you'd think I started my freshman year and led the soccer team to a NCAA championship."

"We're all proud of you dear," Mrs. Jordan smiled, "lord knows you led the team back here to a championship or two if I recall."

"Besides, you still have sophomore year to get that championship." Neal chimed in.

"Don't you start too Neal." She smirked at her friend.

"Look at me," Mrs. Jordan shook her head, “getting in the way of you two, you've got almost a year of catching up to do."

"Mom, it's ok," Neal said, shaking his head, "It's not like she's my girlfriend."

"Not with those bony arms!" Marie poked him in the bicep, "You'd have to bulk up a bit before I'd even let you buy me flowers." She giggled not quite so innocently.

"Hey, they're all I need to pump a mouse, what can I say?" Neal smiled as he returned the banter.

"Why don't you two head up to Neal's room and talk. I'm sure I'd only get in the way." Mrs. Jordan said, waving them away, "I'll bring you up something in a bit, go on."

Neal knew when it wasn't worth arguing with his mother, "Ok mom, see you later."

"Bye Mrs. Jordan!" Marie said, giving her a quick hug before following Neal up the stairs.

She followed her friend along the familiar path to his room. It hadn't changed much since Neal and she were seniors, other than the fact his good computer was missing, most likely it was back in his dorm room. She flopped down on his rumpled bed sheets while Neal pulled up a chair and Marie started to giggle a little.

"What?" Neal asked, confused by the sudden outburst.

"I just thought about how your mom used to act when we were alone."

"God!" Neal shook his head, "Don't remind me."

"It was like as soon as these popped," she motioned to her chest, slightly flattened by a sports bra, "she thought we were going to jump each other."

"She calmed down by senior year at least." Neal said smiling, "How come your parents never flipped out?"

"Well, firstly they thought I was out of your league." she said counting it off on her fingers.

Neal shrugged, "that I'd believe."

He knew his rail thin body and lack of charisma never had a chance of being anything but friends with a woman of Marie's caliber.

"And until the junior prom they thought you were gay." she said counting off on her next finger.

"I suppose getting busted at that motel room with my date put aside those thoughts. So, how has college been treating you?" Neal said, turning the focus to the present.

"Well,-"

"Hey you two!" Mrs. Jordan called as she walked through the door, "Sorry to interrupt, but the lemonade is done." She carried a small tray with a full pitcher and a pair of glasses.

"Mmm, I've missed your lemonade Mrs. Jordan." Marie said, jumping off the bed to take the tray.

"I know you love it dear," Mrs. Jordan said as she handed over the tray, "That's why I made it, I figured I'd see you sooner or later."

Thanks mom." Neal said as he watched Marie already filling the glasses from the pitcher.

"You're awesome Mrs. Jordan!" she called out after taking a sip.

"You're welcome dear, "she turned to the door, "Let me know if you two need anything." She closed the door behind her.

"Here you go." Marie handed the other glass to her friend.

"Thanks..." Neal glanced over at the door to the room. "I can't believe she closed the door."

"I guess we're all grown up now and can be trusted not to jump each other's bones." Marie paused to take another sip, “Then again, I think your mom has changed a little."

“What? You mean how she's gotten herself fit and in shape?" he asked before taking a small sip.

“Yeah," she walked back towards the bed, “ that and she's walking around the house barefoot and without a bra."

“What?" Neal almost shouted in disbelief.

“You didn't notice?" Marie seemed surprised, “It's pretty obvious, especially if you hugged her."

“No, I try to avoid staring at my mom's chest or feeling her up." Neal said as he settled back down, “Anyway," he sighed, “how's college life?" Neal eased back into his chair and took a long drink from the glass.

Marie wasn't the only one who missed his mom's lemonade.

"Well enough." She said sitting back down on the bed, "I'm just starting to enjoy myself with the off season. I can actually stay up late, eat pizza, drink beer, and not miss class due to away games." She smiled, "Not that I would give up on playing soccer mind you, but sometimes sitting through a lecture seems like a vacation when you're training for three hours in the rain."

"I can imagine." Neal smirked, "sometimes though, I'd rather be running through the mud than sitting through certain classes." He took another drink from his glass, "You know they forced me to take CSC 110?"

"Ah, did they teach you how to copy and paste?" Marie grinned over at Neal.

"Oh yes, that was on the final." he smirked back at her, "What about you? did they let you cut PE?"

She kept her smile "Yes."

"You bitch!" he laughed and finished his glass.

Neal got up to refill his glass.

"More for me too." Marie held out her mostly empty glass, "please?" she added with fake meekness.

"For a pretty lady, I'll make an exception." He filled her glass then his own.

Marie took a sip, savoring the cool beverage slowly. "How has it been for you? At college I mean."

"Not bad," Neal said as he sat on the footlocker at the end of the bed, "True, I don't get to as many soccer games as I used to..."

"For shame!" Marie mock scolded him.

"Just as well, I'd get tarred and feathered for rooting for your school." He took another long drink, "I've made some pals in class and in the dorm. Even a jock; he's on the hockey team. I fixed his computer and saved his term paper."

"No surprise there." Marie almost gulped down her lemonade, "I miss having you for on-call tech support. I had to resort to this rancid little troll to fix mine when it was being stupid. The whole time he stared right here." she pointed to her chest, "True his head only came up that far, but still." She finished the drink to wash away the memory.

"Aren't there any normal computer guys over there?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.

Marie raised an eyebrow, "Normal?"

Neal grinned. "Heh, point taken."

"All the good looking ones are taken," she sulked, "and too afraid of their keepers to associate with me."

"Jeez, why can't I have that problem?" he lamented before taking another drink.

"See?" Marie wagged her finger at him, "I told you you should have enrolled at State with me."

Neal didn't bother to argue that statement, "looks like there's enough for one more glass each in the pitcher."

"You could be a gentleman and give me your glass too." she said, batting her eyelashes.

"Did you forget?" He said, filling his own glass, "We're just friends."

"It was worth a shot" Marie said as she held out her glass to be filled, "Hey, why don't you fire up that music collection of yours, I could go for some tunes.

"Ehhh," Neal shook his head as he emptied the pitcher into her glass, "the tablet's speakers suck and I forgot the dock back at school.."

"You're kidding me! You have at least two of every computer component. Don't you have some extra speakers in the closet or something?"

"I gave you my old pair for school in August." Neal said as he replaced the empty pitcher.

"Oh, right..." she blushed slightly, "so it's my fault then."

"Yes," Neal ruffled her shoulder length hair, "but I still like you anyway."

"Yet you didn't give me your last glass of lemonade..."

"Oh hush up." Neal sat down beside her, "Mom will make more before we leave for school."

"So," Marie said after a short silence, "Seeing anyone?"

"I've hooked up a few times, but no significant other, you?" he pushed his hair back out of his eyes.

"Eh, a few boys." she said, pausing to sip, "Oh, and a curious cheerleader."

Neal almost choked on his drink. "Wha-what?"

"Oh come on, you know I always wondered." she said, finishing her glass and leaning back on the bed.

"Still," Neal recovered, "there's a difference between wondering and jumping in."

It was quiet as they both drank.

"Aren't you going to ask?" Marie broke the silence.

"No." he focused on his drink.

"But you want to know" She sat back up, "don't you?"

Why bother lying to her? He thought. She'll see right through it, "Of course I do, you know that."

"I thought you'd never ask!" Marie smiled like a mischievous child, "The kissing was great, so soft and wonderful." she sighed, "Unfortunately the sex didn't work out."

"Oh?" he asked before finishing his drink.

"Yeah she half chickened out once I lost my panties. She still kind of tried..." Marie shook her head as she leaned back on the bed again, "I faked an orgasm so she wouldn't cry and called it a night."

"She fell for that?" Neal said as he placed both glasses on the footlocker.

"Well, she was a little tipsy." She shrugged. "So, you do any experimenting?"

Neal shook his head, "you were the one who wanted to know, not me."

"Really? I could see you hooking up with a big beefy guy." She flexed her muscles for emphasis.

"Thanks, that means a lot coming from you."

"Oh come on, I know you like the ladies.", Marie put her arm around his shoulder, "I'm only kidding Neal, I know you're a ninety-eight pound macho man."

"Yeah, a macho man," A small smile lifted up the corners of his lips, “built like a twig."

"You could bulk up a bit, you ran cross country your last two years, that at least made your legs less scrawny."

"I'm not putting on short-shorts in November again for anyone." Neal reached around and began to scratch at his waist band.

"What are you doing, scratching your ass?" Marie smirked.

"No!" He said, scratching harder, "well, sort of, it's right above it. It itches like crazy!"

"That still counts as your ass you..." suddenly her own rear began to itch. "Ah! Hey!" She reached around, slipping her hand under the waistband of her sweats.

"See! That's what you get for mocking me!" Neal smirked as he worked on his own itch.

"God, how embarrassing..." Marie blushed as the scratching got worse.

"At least it's just in front of me..." Neal, slipped his hand into his jeans to get at the stubborn itch, "and not some hot cheerleader."

“Yeah, that makes it all better." Marie grumbled as the itch finally began to fade, “Hey Neal?"

“Yeah?" he stopped scratching and turned to his friend.

“Could you turn the thermostat down?" Marie unzipped her sweatshirt, “it's getting warm in here." she said as she slipped off the gray sweatshirt.

“The heater is off, it's like sixty outside..." he ran a hand over his forehead, “It does feel a bit warm though."

Neal got up and walked over to open a window. Marie fanned herself as she watched Neal bend over to open the sash. In her mind she had the image of grabbing Neal and ripping his jeans off. She shook her head to clear it. The open window let in a fresh breeze, but it didn't seem to cool down Neal. As he turned and walked back he noticed Marie's chest heaving as she breathed. Suddenly, the image of ripping open her shirt and fondling his friend danced through his mind.

“Neal?" Marie called out.

“Huh? What?" Neal was surprised, she was suddenly standing next to him.

“You were just kind of staring there." She placed her hands on his upper arms, “Are you ok?"

“Yeah," he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, “I must have spaced out there for a moment."

He thought of grabbing Marie, pulling her close and kissing her. Marie noticed the bulge forming in Neal's pants. She licked her lips thinking about it. She could feel herself getting wet.

“What are you looking at?" Neal almost panted as he spoke.

“Nothing I just..." Her body seemed to move with its own will.

In a blink of an eye, Marie's arms were wrapped tightly around Neal and she was kissing her friend madly. He responded instantly, grabbing onto Marie as tight as he could, moaning into her mouth as he returned the kiss. They ground their bodies together, their need and lust rising with each passing second.

Marie broke the kiss and pushed Neal back on the bed. Neal fumbled with the button to his jeans. Finally it popped under the pressure. Marie dropped her sweatpants to the floor and hastily kicked them off her legs. She reached down and tore open the zipper of Neal's jeans and forced them down past his knees along with his briefs. Neal groaned, happy to be free of the restriction.

Marie climbed on top of Neal and began to kiss him again as he pulled aside her damp bikini briefs. She wasted no time impaling herself on Neal's member. They both moaned loudly. Neal gripped her hips tightly, his nails digging into her skin. Marie returned the favor, dragging her nails down his sides.

Neal's grip tightened as his arms thickened with muscle growth. In fact his whole body swelled with power as he moaned. Marie's shirt stretched as her upper body grew. With a snap her sports bra gave way and her shirt soon followed. Tan fur was sprouting up in patches over her body. Her nails grew and hardened and with her new found claws she ripped the shirt from her lover's chest.

Neal growled as the tight shirt was torn from his body. Brown fur was rapidly spreading across his chest. Neal felt a growth pushing its way out from underneath him. His sneakers stretched and popped as his claws forced their way through the material. Finally his feet broke out of their vinyl prison. His feet continued to stretch and shift. Soon Neal had paws rather than feet.

Marie kicked off the remnants of her ruined sneakers as she bounced on Neal, now growling with each thrust. Her body swelled with new strength and was now mostly covered in tan fur. Her tail had torn through the back of her overstretched panties. Marie's ears lengthened and migrated up to the top of her head. Her tongue seemed to be too long for her mouth and hung out the side over her sharp teeth.

Neil closed his eyes as his mouth grew out from his head, lengthening into a tooth filled muzzle. The fur now covered him completely from head to toe. His eyes snapped open and looked at his lover, now a tan wolf. Her head tilted back and let out a long lust filled howl. Neil joined her without a moment's hesitation; their howls blended into a single song of passion.

Their lungs now emptied and their carnal needs met they panted, eyes locked on each other. There was no regret in their eyes. Wonder, tenderness, excitement, love, but no regret.

“Neil..." she panted, resting her hands on his furred chest, “I..."

Marie collapsed onto his chest panting. She felt Neil lick the side of her muzzle tenderly. The tan wolf dropped her jaw in a smile and her tail wagged.

“Can I ask you something?" Neil said, still short on breath.

“What?" Marie canted her ears forward and looked down at the brown wolf.

“Am I buff enough to buy you flowers now?" he asked as he ran his hand slowly along her muzzle.

“Neil..." Marie lowered her head and nuzzled his cheek, “You don't need to get me flowers, you've already got me."

“I thought it was you who got me." He smiled as he returned the nuzzle.

Marie rolled off onto her side and quickly cuddled against Neil. They just got comfortable when their ears twitched. Outside the room in the hallway they heard the soft padding of feet.

“Oh god! Mom!" Neil whispered, “We can't let her..."

“Shhh, let me think of something..." Marie glanced around at their shredded clothes, which were nothing compared to their new forms.

“Hello?" Mrs. Jordan knocked at the door, “Are you two all right?"

“Ah, yeah mom we're fine, just ah, playing a video game!"

“Please Neil," the door started to open, “I know a howl when I hear one."

Into the room walked a female wolf. Her fur was a shade of brown similar to what now covered Neal's body, only speckled with gray. Her long brunette hair was in a familiar ponytail. The wolf smiled as she looked at the younger wolves and caught the scent of their fresh love making.

“I'm surprised with you Neil, I thought I raised you better than to try and lie to me like that."

“Mom?" Neil blinked and sat up on the bed, “how?"

Mrs. Jordan shrugged, “I don't know exactly." She sat on the bed, “It happened about a week ago to your father and me. Someone must have spiked our drinks one night when we went out."

Marie's eyes darted to the empty pitcher then back to the older wolf, “The lemonade, you spiked it with essence."

“Yes, I did. It was heavily spiked in fact, I wanted to share this gift with my son, and you've always been such a good friend to him Marie, so I shared it with you too." her ears folded back, “I need to apologize..."

“No, Mrs. Jordan, I like this, it's..."

“No." She shook her head, “Not that, I meant the past few years. The reason I was so suspicious of you two being alone was because deep down I wanted you two to be together." Mrs. Jordan reached over and gave Marie a motherly scratch behind her ear, “I know you two could be trusted, well, not that it matters anymore."

“Are you sure you're the same woman who raised me?" Neil questioned.

She flicked her son's nose slightly, to which Neil yipped, “Not entirely. I'm a wolf now, can you say you're completely the same? Your perspective on life shifts along with your body."

“Mrs. Jordan?"

“You can call me Susan dear." she smiled

“Umm, Susan, How did you know we would get ahh, attached?"

“That's easy." She said standing up from the bed, “haven't you ever heard the old saying you should always marry your best friend?"

Marie and Neil looked at each other and smiled.

“We're not getting married, mom."

“Yet," She smiled, “besides, married, matted, there's no real difference, not to our kind anyway." her ears perked, “Your father's almost back, I can hear his car. I need to shift and make dinner."

“Why?" Neil asked, “you don't need to hide it from us anymore.

“Oh, it's because I've invited Marie's parents over for dinner tonight."

“Mrs., I mean, Susan," it was weird using her first name after all these years, “are you going to, I mean with my..."

The wolf grin on Susan was an answer enough, “ I'll tell them you two went out for dinner. Trust me, you'll know when it's ok to come down." she started towards the door, “I'll send your father up with a few steaks, you must be getting hungry by now."

Neil got up off the bed and went to his mother. He hugged her tightly.

“Thanks mom..." he whispered into her ear.

He was joined by Marie who hugged them both tightly.

“You're welcome cubs," She said, giving them both a quick nuzzle, “Make sure you stay quiet once the guests arrive, till then you can have some fun. I recommend, well, I prefer to call it 'wolf style'."

“You are definitely not the woman who raised me." Neil shook his head, but smiled.

“Are you sure you don't want any help?" Marie offered.

“I'll be fine dear, besides I'm sure you too would rather be rolling around on the bed than helping me in the kitchen. I know I would, but I'll have my fun later tonight," she smiled and left the pair of young wolves, closing the door behind her tail.

Neil stared at the door for a moment then shook his head, “I think the change in my mother is harder to believe than becoming a wolf myself."

“Hmmm..." Marie stood in front of the long mirror on Neal's closet door, checking out her new body.

“You look great." Neal added as he walked up behind her.

“So do you, look at those arms," She ran her hand over his lean firm bicep, “you're definitely not a twig anymore!"

“Not as impressive as yours though." Neil pointed in the mirror, “look at you, cut like a bodybuilder, only sexier."

“Is that the best compliment you can come up with?" Marie scoffed, “Anyway, I had more to start with before the change." she said, running her hand slowly over Neal's chest, “If you start hitting the gym you can catch up."

“You've been saying that since middle school," Neal said, enjoying Marie's touch as she played with his fur, “but maybe I'll listen to you this time."

“You better, I'm your alpha now." She said grinning smugly.

“What just because you're stronger?" Neil laughed, “I don't really mind you know, I've grown up with you being the strong one."

“Still, some guys you know..." Marie looked away a little embarrassed.

“I'm not most guys," Neil said, giving her a tender scratch, “you know, I can probably transfer to State next year."

“Neil," Marie shook her head, “ the program is better where you are, you told me that enough times."

“I know, but it's more important to be with you now, and you can't risk your scholarship." He pulled Marie close, “Look at it this way, I'll get to more soccer games this way."

“You..." Marie nuzzled her mate tenderly, “I love you."

“I love you too." Neal whispered as he held his mate tightly.

Chapter Three

Alpha and Cub

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:23 PM

Hey U! Where were u last night, I was all alone *sniff*

Bbw1337 Today at 8:24 PM

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave my favorite pet all alone,

I got caught up in a project and then ended up crashing for the night

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:24 PM

well u best not have that happen this weekend

I 'm a pet who needs her master ;)

Bbw1337 Today at 8:26 PM

so you're all set then? I can't wait to see you without needing a

webcam :)

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:27 PM

me 2!

I can't wait to see what u have planned for me

Bbw1337 Today at 8:30 PM

don't worry I'm all set to own you in ways you've never dreamed

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:31 PM

Mmmm ;)

Bbw1337 Today at 8:32 PM

so I should be at the terminal @ 4:30 right?

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:34 PM

Yeah, more or less

Bbw1337 Today at 8:37 PM

ok I'll work a bit later on Thurs so I can take off to meet you in time

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:38 PM

Awesome, I g2g now, my mom is bitching about something

Bbw1337 Today at 8:38 PM

that's ok, you'll make it up to me this weekend

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:39 PM

Is that an order?

Bbw1337 Today at 8:39 PM

yes, it is

Pwnedgrl842 Today at 8:40 PM

lol, Yes master! night!

Bbw1337 Today at 8:40 PM

Night cub

***

The black furred wolf leaned back in his chair, stretching his back after being hunched at the keyboard. He licked his long muzzle as he looked at one of the nude pictures pwnedgrl842, Chelsea, had sent him over the course of their online relationship.

Oh yes, I have quite a surprise for you... his jaw dropped in a lupine grin, I can't wait to sink my claws into you, cub.

Almost as soon as Tristan had finished transforming the night before, he felt a need for companionship. He needed another wolf. Whoever had slipped him essence had not stayed around for the effect to set in. Who better than Chelsea? A woman who not only shared the same lifestyle, but was already scheduled to meet him on Friday and spend the weekend. He could easily overpower any human and taint them, but he had been waiting so long to own Chelsea that she would be the first.

***

Chelsea stepped off the train onto the platform. She was dressed in bootcut faded jeans, sneakers, a gray tee-shirt under a powder-blue hoodie, and carrying a small overnight bag over her left shoulder. The petite red haired woman stood on her tiptoes to scan the platform for her online companion. Her brilliant blue eyes swept the crowd till they found who she was looking for.

"Tristan!" she called, waving her free hand in the air.

The tall black haired man smiled as he strode quickly over to Chelsea. She returned the smile as he reached her. He was dressed simply in a tight black tee-shirt and blue jeans.

"It's so good to finally meet you!" She said as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

"Same here." Tristan said as he leaned down to return the hug.

"You look different," she said, pulling back a bit, "have you been working out more or something?"

"Something like that, I found a way to kick it into high gear," he paused to flex his bicep, "do you like it?"

She nodded. "Very much, and I thought you were huge before."

"Does that excite you?" Tristan asked as he dropped his arm.

"Tease," the redhead giggled, "you know it does."

"Well then, why don't we get going, here, let me get your bag." He slipped the bag off her shoulder and carried it for her to his car.

"How was your trip?" Tristan asked as he watched her buckle into the passenger seat.

His eyes scanned her small body. Her chest was small, as were her hips, but there was no doubting that she was a woman. Tristan could hardly wait to pull her body tight against his fur.

"It was good. I'm glad I took the train down, it's only an hour ride that way and cheaper than gas and tolls." Chelsea said watching the buildings move by as he drove.

"I can imagine." Tristan replied as he made his way back to his apartment.

"How long will it take us to get to your place?" She asked, turning to face Tristan.

"Not too long," he shrugged, "are you anxious?"

"Honestly?" Chelsea sighed, "I'm a mix of nervous and excited. I've never done this in real life before." her pale complexion darkened in a blush, "I mean, I'm no stranger to sex but, you know, there is no good way to ask someone to make me his pet."

"I know what you're talking about." He reassured the nervous girl. "Even then, it's one thing talking about it, it's another thing doing it."

"So you're nervous too?"

"Maybe just a little, but I am sure things will work out wonderfully." Tristan placed his hand over her knee and gave her a reassuring squeeze.

She smiled cutely over to him. as he pulled into the parking lot of his apartment.

"Well, here we are, ready to head on in?" He asked as he turned off the ignition.

"Only if you are."

"I've been ready for weeks, cub." He said, giving Chelsea's leg another squeeze before popping the door.

"Well then, I shouldn't keep you waiting." She opened her door as well.

They rode up the elevator quietly to his floor and walked a short distance to his apartment. Chelsea felt a shiver go down her spine as she waited for Tristan to unlock the door. With a soft click the door opened. Chelsea entered followed by Tristan. He closed the door and tossed her bag onto an end table.

"Alright cub!" Tristan yelled at his guest, "Time for you to prove your worth!"

"What?" Even though this had been the point of her trip, she was still caught off guard.

"You heard me!" he stepped towards the short redhead, "Lets see if you're a worthy pet!"

"Y-yes master!" She blurted out her heart racing. This is it, for real, like I have always wanted.

"That's better, cub." He smirked evilly over to her, "Now tell me, what kind of a pet wears clothes? Strip!"

"Yes!" She squealed meekly as she unzipped her hoodie.

"Yes?" he raised an eyebrow at her insubordination.

"Yes master!" Chelsea added before pulling her shirt off over her head.

Tristan watched as she kicked off her sneakers and dropped her jeans. Chelsea spared him a glance before unhooking her bra and exposing her small pert breasts. Finally she pushed down her panties over her shaved sex and let them pool at her feet. She looked up expectantly at her new master. Tristan walked over to her, his eyes boring into her.

"That's better, cub," His hand traced a slow path along her side causing the redhead to shiver.

Chelsea managed a nod. There was power in that simple touch and not just his charisma. Tristan was much larger than her and she could see his build through his thin tee-shirt. This man could break her without the slightest trouble; and that turned the small woman on more than anything.

"Get down on the ground on all fours." he said pointing to the apartment floor.

"Yes master!"

Without a moment's hesitation Chelsea dropped down to her knees. She then leaned forward on her hands and awaited her master's next command.

"Follow, cub!" He barked before striding out of the room.

Chelsea paused, unsure whether to get up or stay on her hands and knees.

"Did you hear me cub?" He snapped, "Or do I need to punish you?"

"Y-yes master! No master!" She cried moving as fast as she could in a crawl.

Tristan grunted and continued to the bedroom pulling off his shirt as he walked.

My God! He is gorgeous! she thought as she ogled the fine muscled back of her new master, He never looked this good on the webcam!

Tristan stood at the foot of his bed and pointed to the ground in front of him, "Here! sit."

Chelsea sat expectantly at his feet, looking up to him with eyes full of adoration and trust. She would do anything to please her master.

"Open my pants."

Who could deny that order? The redhead's hands went to his belt and unbuckled it quickly. Brushing the belt to the side she popped the button and then pulled the zipper down. She was quite anxious to free the bulge in her master's jeans. As she spread open his fly she noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Good, now slowly pull them down. I want to enjoy this."

God! So do I, her mind raced as she obeyed the order. "Yes master..."

Chelsea slowly pulled the jeans down Tristan's legs. Her hands softly caressed the chiseled muscles of his legs. The pet couldn't help herself. She stared for a bit at her master's member, now free and standing at attention. Slowly she pushed Tristan's pants to the ground and looked up for his next instruction.

"Touch it."

"My pleasure, master."

Chelsea's soft fine hands caressed his shaft. Her master sighed as she explored every ridge in detail. The pet's hands encircled his impressive girth and stroked Tristan slowly. Chelsea was rewarded by a pleasurable groan from her master. She smiled as her hands teased him.

"Your mouth, use it!"

She ran her tongue along the length and then took Tristan deeply into her mouth as far as she could.

God! She's good! Tristan thought as he gritted his teeth, I almost lost it there, but not yet, His hand entangled in Chelsea's hair as she sucked hard on his member, no, she needs a dose of essence first and this is the best way to give it to her. he kicked off his shoes and the jeans at his feet, breathing deeply.

Chelsea moaned around the shaft as she felt her master's hand on her head, She grabbed onto his thighs for support as she worked on his shaft with her tongue. Sucking here, licking there, she was going like a mad woman, all for the pleasure of her master. Her eyes closed as she focused herself on Tristan and his climax.

"Yes..."a growl edged into his voice.

Tristan couldn't help it, his wolf nature was asserting itself with his climax. Chelsea gagged for a second and backed off on her master's shaft. It seemed to be growing in her mouth. Was that even possible? He was already rock hard. The texture and shape seemed wrong all of a sudden. Her hands rubbed against something soft and fuzzy on his thighs, what could that be? She opened her eyes.

She would have screamed if her mouth wasn't full. Tristan was gone. She now stood in front of a towering black beast who threw back his head in a howl. Chelsea reeled back as her mouth was filled with his seed. She backed away from the beast on the floor. The creature turned his attention to the frightened woman.

"That was good, cub so good I had to shift."

She swallowed the load without thinking, "Tr-Tri?" the redhead stuttered as she gazed up at the black furred beast.

"That's not what you call your master, cub."

His voice, as distorted as it was, still was Tristan's. And his eyes, that stare, it had to be him.

"What are you?" she squeaked, unable to look away.

He paced slowly towards her, his tail wagging slowly as his teeth gleamed against his dark muzzle.

"I am your master, no, I am your alpha, that title suits me better." He reached down with arms bigger and undoubtedly stronger than they had been before, "I am a wolf, I have been since two nights ago when I was tainted," the wolf pulled her up off the ground and held her tightly against his massive chest, "And soon you will be, but before that cub," He lowered his muzzle to her ear and growled, "before that, I will take you and make you mine!"

Chelsea gasped at the tight hold Tristan had her in. Inwardly, she was torn. Tristan was a monster, literally a monster, a werewolf. He was growling against her neck at this very moment. But he was strong, commanding, powerful...her master.

Tristan took her to the bed and pinned her down under his body. His mass alone was enough to keep Chelsea from escaping. He nipped and licked at her neck and shoulders. His fangs sent shivers down her spine. A moan slipped past her lips. The wolf's jet black fur felt so good against her smooth pale skin.

"Ah mast-"

Tristan cut her off with a threatening growl

"Alpha! Alpha!" she whined as she squirmed under his body, "Please! I have an itch!"

"Good..." a wolf grin spread across his face, "That means you'll be a wolf soon cub."

"Please alpha!" she begged.

Tristan's hand slipped down around her waist and his claws gently scratched her tail bone.

"Don't worry, cub, it only itches the first time."

She whimpered in relief as he scratched her. At the same time the feeling of the wolf's claws against her skin excited her. She was getting hotter as time went on, needy with lust. Scenes of Tristan taking her filled her mind.

"Alpha, please...I need it..." she begged.

"What do you need cub?"

"I need...you" She ground her pelvis against his body.

"In what way?" he teased her, he could smell her desire rising as the change reached its next stage.

"Fuck me!" Chelsea demanded more than she begged. Her hands grabbed onto the wolf's fur and she began to kiss and lick his muzzle, "I need you now!"

Tristan lifted himself up off of the needy female and flipped her body over. Her newly budding instincts were excited more by this fact. Without his command or guidance Chelsea lifted her rear up off the bed and presented to her alpha. She whined, almost like a puppy, for his body.

The wolf gripped her hips tightly with his left hand, the claws digging sweetly into his pet's skin as his other hand guided his shaft to her slit. Tristan forced his way into the tight body of the petite redhead. Chelsea's hand gripped the bed sheets tighter as she moaned. The lust burning within her canceled out any pain as her alpha stretched her body.

"Yes!" she cried out into the sheets as he filled her completely.

Along with the lust her whole body tingled as she began to change. Tristan looked down over her back as he started to move within her delightfully tight body. Sweat glistened on her ivory skin as he reached down to grip his pet firmly by the neck. She moaned heavily, pushing back with her feeble body with each of his thrusts. Her skin tightened as ropes of muscle strengthened and bulged along her back. From her shoulders to her round little ass were now firm, defined, and cut like an athlete's. They were nothing compared to her alpha's but much more than she had before.

He heard fabric tear as Chelsea ripped the sheets with her new claws in the heat of her lust. He felt a pressure against his pelvis as her new tail grew out from her tail bone. Soon the new appendage was brushing against his abs. Reddish ears tipped with brown poked their way out of her hair and flexed with newfound muscles. Her moans became growls. With Chelsea's stronger body she was more capable of matching her alpha's thrusts Tristan watched as soft reddish fur began to sprout up and cover the pale skin of his pet. Starting at her shoulders, the small of the back and the base of her tail, the fur grew to cover her now finely toned back.

Tristan abandoned his restraints as her new body adjusted fully to his intrusion. He growled lustfully and it was returned in kind by his pet. Now covered in rusty fur a bit duller than her hair with brown markings on her paws, ears, and tail the mostly wolf dug her new foot claws into the sheets for traction as her alpha pounded her deep and hard. Chelsea couldn't think, all she could do was feel the building climax and her lust for her partner.

Then it hit, a climax she had never before experienced. The shock waves of pleasure vibrated through her body. Tristan barely noticed through the cloud of his own lust as Chelsea threw back her head and howled. Her new muzzle proudly jutted up as she rode out the end of her climax and physical transformation. The red wolf's howl was joined perfectly with that of the black's.

Drained from it all, Chelsea's legs gave out and she collapsed onto the bed, taking her lover with her. Tristan curled his body around hers tightly as she panted, regaining her breath. Within her lust addled mind new threads of thought entwined their way into her consciousness. Her breathing slowed as she cuddled back against her alpha. The new wolf opened her eyes, now complete.

"How do you feel, cub?" Tristan's voice was soft and as gentle as a wolf's could be as he nuzzled her cheek.

"Wonderful..." she sighed, "Thank you, alpha..."

"Thank you, cub, I've been waiting to taint you ever since I changed. You are the first; I waited for you."

"Really? I'm the first?"

"Of course, you're my cub."

"I am." She turned in his embrace and nuzzled Tristan. "I really am your cub now!"

"Yes, you are. What do you think of your new body, cub?"

Her large ears perked cutely at the black wolf's question. Tristan motioned with his long muzzle to the full length mirrors on the closet doors. Chelsea turned back in his arms, she didn't want to leave his side just yet.

Even though she was now a wolf, Tristan still dwarfed her. Chelsea's eyes were as blue as ever, though they now looked down a short cute muzzle. Her muzzle was adorned with brown markings. As the she-wolf touched her new muzzle she noticed the same markings on her lower arms and hands. She rather liked the markings, they added something to her coat. Chelsea ran her hands down over her soft red fur. Her chest seemed little changed, perhaps just a bit perkier, but the same size. Chelsea's hands continued south over her lower body which now sported six pack abs under her fur. The red wolf stretched out her legs, watching the muscles flex. She then noticed her feet, or rather paws.

Curious on what it would feel like to walk on her changed feet, she pulled away from Tristan and stood up off the bed. It felt strange and yet at the same time it felt right to stand on the balls of her feet. She stood taller than before, Maybe five foot-four or five she would guess. She giggled a little as she took her first steps.

"What is it cub?" Tristan asked as he sat up in bed.

"Nothing, I just realized I'm a normal height now instead of short."

"Oh no," He stood up and walked to her, "You are still short, for a wolf." His arms wrapped tightly around her.

Chelsea wagged her tail happily as she nuzzled against her alpha's chest.

"Cub, I want you..." Tristan's voice rumbled.

The she-wolf looked up. "I'm ready whenever you need me alpha..." her eyes sparkled with latent lust.

He shook his head, "Not like that. No, I need you always, as my mate Chelsea."

Chelsea's blue eyes went wide and her ears stood straight up.

"Re-really?" she whined pulling herself tighter against the black wolf, "You want me? you could have any wolf as your mate Tristan, and I'm just a runt."

His hand reached down and scratched softly behind her ear, "Who else but a runt could ever be my cub?"

Chelsea closed her eyes trying not to cry as she buried her muzzle into his chest.

"Is that a yes?" Tristan's tail waged slowly behind him.

She pulled her head back and locked her blue eyes with his dark brown ones, "I'll always be yours...Tristan, my alpha..."

Tristan nuzzled against her cheek, and Chelsea returned the affection.

"I have something for you." he whispered as he slowly released his mate.

"Oh?" her ears perked up again, "what is it?"

"You have the cutest ears..." he said as he went to the night stand and opened the drawer, "here we go, put this on."

He handed her a dog collar. It was a large one made of black leather. Hanging from the front was a metal heart shaped tag with the word cub engraved on it. Tears dampened the fur of her cheeks as she looked back up at her mate.

"It fits us better than a ring," he said, pulling her back into an embrace. "Put it on and be my cub forever."

Her claws gave Chelsea some trouble with the buckle but she managed.

"Alpha..." she whispered as he pulled her tightly against his fur.

"Cub..." he growled back.

Both their tails wagged as the sun set outside the apartment window. The end of one life, the start of a new one together.

Chapter Four

Nuzzle

Darcy's keys jingled in her hand as she selected the proper one for the kitchen door. She was not a harpy female right now. Due to an accident right at her off-ramp she was subjected to a traffic build up on top of having to take the long way home. She slipped the key into the lock and let herself into the kitchen. Darcy tossed her purse and keys on the counter by the door before slamming it shut.

The day had been a string of frustrations from the moment Darcy arrived at the office that morning. Right now she just wanted to get out of her work clothes and stretch out on the bed. The dark haired woman climbed the stairs up to her bedroom. The late afternoon sun was coming in through the windows of her bedroom. One by one she closed the curtains of each. The room was cool and shady as she slipped the jacket off of her shoulders.

She hung it up on a hanger then started to unbutton her blouse exposing her light olive toned skin as she did so. At the same time Darcy slipped out of her sandals. She tossed the blouse into the hamper and slipped off her skirt. It felt good to finally get out of the confining clothes. The skirt joined the matching jacket on the closet door.

Darcy sighed as her full chest was freed of its underwire prison. She didn't even need the bra anymore. She didn't need any clothes anymore really. But she and her husband need jobs, so they bear with it. After slipping off her panties she paused to look at her form in the mirror. It hadn't taken the office long to realize that it had changed. Under her smooth dark tan skin she was perfectly trim and toned. Most attributed it to the recreation and fitness club she had access to thanks to her husband's job there.

She reached under her wavy chocolate brown hair and unfastened her necklace. She placed it in a dish on her dresser. Her rings joined the necklace shortly there after. She kept her simple gold post earrings in, after all, she didn't want the channel to heal up and have to get pierced again.

Darcy closed her eyes and triggered the shift. She smiled as she felt the strength flow into her body. Her body grew in size and quickly covered with brown fur. Her feat reshaped and claws grew out from her nails. her muzzle parted in a deep sigh and she shook out her tail. Looking into the mirror with her brown eyes she smiled at her wolf body.

She padded over to the bed, her claws lightly tapping on the hardwood floor. Laying down on the slightly tattered sheets she stretched out all of her now enhanced muscles.

"I wonder when Brendan will get here?" she spoke aloud her voice huskier in this body.

The she-wolf focused her ears on the sounds in and around her house. Darcy could hear the cars for blocks around her house. She strained to hear her husband's in the mass of noise. Eventually she found his car. He would be home in just a few minutes, judging by the distance. Smiling, she rolled over onto her back and scratched under her breast as she waited.

She and Brendan had fallen hard for each other when they were introduced by mutual friends. After dating for several years they were married. She always needed Brendan, but now it almost hurt to be separated from him all day. It hurt just as much when the pack was separated. Things didn't feel right without the other wolves. But for now all they could do was gather on weekends.

"Some day..." She sighed.

***

Brendan pulled in beside his wife's car in the driveway. He reached over for his duffel bag and made his way to the house. Brendan let himself in and shook his sun bleached blond head. Darcy had left all the curtains open in the kitchen. He dropped his bag and closed them.

"I'm home!" Brendan called as he walked up the stairs.

"So I heard." she replied back, "I'm in the bedroom babe."

Brendan walked through the door and smiled at his wife. "Good to see you baby."

Darcy sprung out of bed almost tackling her mate to the ground.

"Careful Darcy," he smiled as he kissed the side of her muzzle, "I can't take it so rough when I'm like this."

"I'm sorry," she licked his face sweetly with her tongue, "I had a bad day and I needed you."

"How bad?" He asked, scratching under the she-wolf's chin.

"Mmmm...real bad."

"Why don't you tell me while I get changed?" Brendan reached up to give his wife a kiss on the nose before pulling away to undress.

"Well everything was fine, other than being away from you, when I got to work. That's where things got bad."

"Isn't it always?" Brendan said as he pulled off his tee-shirt.

Brendan was rather fit before he changed. The change was noticeable enough that the club had him submit to a drug test for steroids.

"Some idiot from the main office managed to lose the report we sent last week. Then we had not one, not two, but three projects that were fast tracked and needed to suddenly be out the door by tomorrow. Bernice didn't call the supplier to restock the coffee like she was supposed to on Monday so we were out."

"You shouldn't drink that much coffee any more Darcy." he said as he stepped out of his gray sweatpants.

Her hackles raised slightly "I only take two cups of coffee now," A growl edged into her voice, "I know what it does to me now, but I still need it."

"Ok, Ok, I'm sorry!" Brendan apologized, "Did you get lunch?"

"Yes and no," She sighed letting it drop, "They bought us lunch to make up for the triple project fiasco. And well, a turkey wrap, chips, and a soda were nothing compared to the nice big hunk of meat I had in the break room fridge. I never did get a chance to slip in and get my real lunch."

"I'm sorry baby," Brendan said as he slipped off his socks and underwear, "Do you want me to get dinner ready?"

"I can wait a bit, right now what I need is my mate beside me."

"How about a back rub?" the wolf offered as he started to shift.

Darcy watched intently. Even after the past two weeks, she still got such a charge out of watching her husband shift to his wolf form. His blond fur contrasted with the sun bleached mess on top of his head. He was so strong and handsome as a wolf, her wolf, her mate.

"Throw in some petting and scratches in my favorite places and I'll be a much happier wolf." she said, her tail wagging softly. as she sat back down on the end of the bed.

"Anything for you," Brendan sat down beside her and pulled her into a firm embrace.

He buried his muzzle against her neck, deeply inhaling her scent. Darcy did the same thing relaxing a bit more now that she wasn't alone.

"I didn't even get to the part about the ride back home." Darcy said, letting out a long sigh.

"Just lie down and tell me about it." he said, giving her a small push backward.

Darcy nodded and turned around, lying face down on the bed. She felt Brendan's hands start to rub deeply at her stiff shoulders. The brown wolf groaned softly as his knowing hands worked out the tension in her back.

"Accident..." she mumbled as she relaxed, "had to take another exit," her tail swayed softly, "I only got home a little bit before you did."

"That's why you didn't bother to close the shades in the kitchen." he said, moving down to her lower back.

"Sorry, I just need to change...I hate wearing clothes!" she growled slightly.

"We all do babe." he said as he rubbed the spot directly above the tail.

"Pft, you get to wear a bathing suit all day...Ooh, right there!"

"True, but the rest of the pack isn't so lucky." he reached up behind her ears and began to lightly scratch with his claws.

"The bra is the worst!" Darcy growled with pleasure at the ear scratch, "for the first time since I was thirteen I have perky boobs and I need to strap that thing on.

"I know babe, it's not right." He scratched down her back, "nothing that nice should be hidden."

"I think you're biased, but I appreciate the thought." she rolled onto her side, "Come here." she pulled her mate down onto the bed and curled her body against his. "I love you." she said before licking the side of his muzzle.

Darcy's fingers lost themselves in his soft blond fur. Brendan stroked her fur softly petting her rich brown fur. The wolf loved the shading in his wife's fur fading from chocolate brown from her head and back down to a deep almost black brown down her arms and legs. Darcy thought his fur's uniform shade showed off his ripped body perfectly. Brendan nuzzled against Darcy softly, enjoying the simple pleasure of companionship. The stress of her day floated away from the brown wolf. She was with her mate; she was happy now.

Their ears perked up as Darcy's cell phone began to play the refrain from Hungry Like the Wolf.

"I still can't believe you used that as the ringer for our pack." Brendan said as he sat up.

"You're just jealous I thought of it first." Darcy smiled as she walked over to the dresser and picked up the phone. She glanced at the caller ID before answering, "Hi Maddi, what's up?"

"You took your time, I hope I wasn't interrupting." Madison's voice came over the receiver and from the sound of it she was still in her human form.

"If you had I wouldn't be smiling right now."

Brendan smiled as well. He had no problem hearing Madison with his wolf ears.

"That's good, I like you when you smile." she replied with a slight giggle, "I was just calling to ask how things went today at work."

"Work sucked." Darcy sighed, "but as far as the mission you gave me I had no problems."

"Oh right, I forgot about that." Brandon called from the bed.

"Excellent! No problems at all?"

"No, I'm one of the only ones who ever changes the water cooler, I swear. Slipping in the essence was easy, want me to spike another one?"

"No, let's let the essence take effect. The last thing we want is an orgy breaking out at your office."

"I wouldn't say the last thing, that could be fun." she giggled again, "But I see your point. I can't wait to have a few more wolves in the office though."

"Speaking of orgies, did you hear the pack meeting is going to be at Jerold's family farm? That should be fun to get out and howl under the stars."

Among other things... she thought, "Mmm, can't wait Maddi."

"Oh, James is bugging me in the background, He wants Brendan to know that he's been practicing his technique just for him."

Brendan laughed, "Tell Jim I'll be waiting for his muzzle!" He shouted out from the background.

"Males," Darcy smiled, "They're all the same sometimes."

"Come on Darcy, their competitiveness can be fun sometimes."

"Sure when it's my crotch they have their muzzles in."

"Don't worry, I can always help with that."

"And that's what makes you a great alpha female Manddi. We'll see you and Jim Friday then. Bye!"

"Bye hun!"

Darcy placed the phone back on the counter. "Honestly you two sometimes." she shook her head, "But you two were bad influences on each other as humans."

"Well, I'm new to playing with males." Brendan shrugged his shoulders as he walked over to her, "I see how much fun you have with the females..."

"Jealous?" she batted her lashes over to her husband.

"Please, you're my mate, what do I have to be jealous about? Besides, it's with the pack, and it's not like I'm not playing with them too."

"I know." she rubbed her stomach, "I'm hungry, are there any roasts left?"

"Two or three I think." Brendan said.

"I hope it's three," she said as she started towards the door, "Otherwise you won't get any!" She flashed a tooth filled grin before running out of the room.

"Hey!" Brandon called as he took off after her, "get back here! one of those is mine!"

Chapter Five

Morning Shower

Sun streamed into the bedroom through the blinds left open from the night before. The form in the bed rolled away from the light and snuggled back down into the bed. The tranquility of the scene was spoiled as the clock flicked over to 7:45. Bobbi's alarm clock buzzed jarringly beside her bed. Her hand sought out the elusive switch and ended its racket. Slowly she pulled her body up to a sitting position.

God, she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, Stupid Mandy and her Saturday morning shopping trips...

Once a month Bobbi and her old friend Mandy would get together on a Saturday and go shopping. This wouldn't be an issue if Mandy didn't want to get breakfast first at around nine. The fact that Bobbi had been up late last night with Mandy and a few of their other friends drinking the night away at the bar wasn't helping the woman in the bed to wake up.

With another groan Bobbi turned sideways and put her feet on the ground. She sat there for a moment in flannel sleep pants and a tank top. The disheveled woman thought back to the previous night. Tammy finally got the promotion she had been gunning for and they were celebrating at O'Grady's downtown. Bobbi smiled at the fun they had had. They were laughing, dancing and drinking the entire night. They had drawn some attention with their private little party. There was that older guy who bought all of them a round of drinks because he "liked seeing cute women enjoying themselves." Several other guys had swung by their table that night after him.

When Bobbi had gathered enough willpower she finally stood up from the bed and made her way to the kitchen. The sunlight coming through the windows of her apartment was harsh on her tired eyes. She didn't have time to bother with the coffee machine. Besides, she could always get a few cups at breakfast later. Instead she grabbed a can of diet cola from the fridge and gulped it down. Slightly more awake from the soda, Bobbi padded barefoot the short distance to her bathroom. The bathroom lights were not much better than the sun on her eyes. She stretched her arms over her head and yawned.

A shower should help. Bobbi thought as she finished yawning, At least last night was fun. I never had any guy actually buy me a drink before.

She smiled as she thought back once again to the older guy last night. He wasn't creepy, in fact after the drinks got there they didn't see him again. The groggy woman grabbed her toothbrush and paste, quickly scrubbing out the fowl taste that had brewed in her mouth while she slept. Bobbi rinsed and pulled her tank top off over her head. She shook out her hair, desperately in need of a wash after last night. Bobbi's brown hair with bleached stripes dropped back down to her shoulders. Bobbi slipped off her pants and glanced at the bathroom mirror. Her smile faded as she looked at her reflection.

Bobbi's eyes slowly traced over her nude form. She saw the slight double chin on her neck and cellulite on her upper arms. Bobbi's breasts were quite large, so much that they sagged horribly without a bra to support them. Her stomach slipped down over her waste and she had love handles to match. Her thighs resembled cottage cheese and she shuddered to think of what her butt must look like.

"He wasn't talking about me, there's nothing cute about me." Bobbi whispered out loud as she turned away from the reflection.

Now slightly depressed, Bobbi opened the shower curtain and started the water. As it heated up she looked down at her legs.

Getting a little fuzzy she ran her hand down her leg, screw it, I'll wear slacks. I just want a simple shower, that's it.

She reached around to scratch an itch. "Great..." Bobbi mumbled as she ran her nails over her tail bone, "scratching my ass, that certainly isn't cute."

It was quite an intense itch, but Bobbi tried to focus more on the water. As soon as it was nice and hot Bobbi stripped off her panties and climbed into the tub. She shut the curtain and set the hand held shower head to spray before turning the shower vale. Hot water soon ran over her body and she sighed. Bobbi took the shower head out of its holder and sprayed water over her tail bone as she scratched it with her free hand.

"Stubborn itch..." she mumbled as she scratched, "at least it woke me up."

The scratch lessened and she moved the spray back up to her head, soaking her hair. Hanging the shower head back up, she then began to shampoo her hair. As she worked up a lather Bobbi sighed, enjoying the apple scent of the shampoo. Her mind began to wonder lazily as she lathered up her head. At first it was over where to shop that day, but something kept edging into her mind.

She thought of the last time she had had sex. It was back at the end of last year, a New Years Eve party to be precise. It wasn't the greatest sex in the world, but it was a nice way to end the year. Her body flushed softly as she recalled the night back in a spare room. Bobbi shook her head as she rinsed out the shampoo, trying to clear her mind. However, no matter where she tried to point her mind, lust filled images soon took over.

"I don't have time for this!" she chastised herself and turned down the heat of the water.

Bobbi had hoped the cooler water would dampen her urges. As it was, it did nothing to slow the heat building up within her. Scenes of pure lust flashed across her mind. She thought not only to her own past encounters, but of the other men, and even women she knew. Licking, thrusting, kissing; every imaginable act skipped across her thoughts. Bobbi lowered her hand down and brushed against her sex. She moaned loudly, her lust pushing her forward.

"I-I need a boyfriend!" she panted as her hand started to rub against her slit. "Maybe...just a quick one..." Bobbi sighed as she gave into her need.

Her fingers slipped easily against her sex. A smile curled on Bobbi's lips as she moved her fingers firmly. A tingle spread over her body and Bobbi knew she needed more than just her hand. She glanced up to the hand held shower. Licking her lips, Bobbi remembered what she would do back in college with it. She took it off the hook and turned it to pulse. When Bobbi looked at the fluctuating stream, she thought of a man thrusting in and out of her. It was unbearable, she needed relief. The next moment she pointed the stream at her slit.

"Ahh!" she cried out, speeding her legs wider for the shower head.

Bobbi moved the stream over her slit, bracing against the shower wall with her free hand. She moaned loudly as she moved the pulsating water stream looking for the perfect spot. As the pleasure increased, Bobbi sunk down onto her knees. With Her hand no longer needed for support, she used it to spread her sex open for the stream. She felt a surge shoot through her body, not of pleasure but of power.

Lost in her lust, Bobbi didn't notice the changes her body was undergoing. Her excess weight started to melt back into her body. Her now smooth and lean arms grew, this time with firm strong muscles. Where her gut had once hung down over her waist, hard abdominal muscles now stretched the skin tight. Bobbi's legs became chiseled instead of flabby.

Bobbi moved her hips back and forth, moving against the stream. She ran her free hand slowly up her body, enjoying the touch and wishing she had a partner at that moment. She cupped her left breast and squeezed it firmly. Vaguely she was aware that her breast was firmer and sagging much less, but she was more concerned with the sensations of pleasure.

Bobbi felt delightful points of pleasure as her nails thickened and lengthened into claws against her chest. Her toenails scratched against the fiberglass tub as they underwent a similar transformation. A tingle ran down her spine to her tailbone and a moment later a fleshy tail grew out from the base of her spine. Bobbi's ears lengthened and grew into pointed canine ears. The new ears grew brown fur as they shifted up to the top of her head to poke out of her wet hair. Bobbi's new ears twitched at her own sounds of pleasure. Her feet became uncomfortable and she shifted them. Her instep stretched and narrowed and they became paws rather than feet. Bobbi held the shower head closer as her pleasure mounted.

Patches of sandy brown fur started to sprout and spread across her now firm tone body. It grew to quickly cover her now perky breasts, down her back and over her new tail. The fur soon covered Bobbi's legs, where it became matted from the water spray.

Bobbi tilted her head back, as her face changed. Her teeth grew sharp and her tongue too long for her mouth. It lolled out the side of her mouth as she panted. The front of Bobbi's face started to stretch forward into a long muzzle. Quickly the fur covered the new muzzle. With a loud long howl, Bobbi hit her climax. In the throws of her passion she crushed the plastic grip of the shower head in her hand. The water sprayed over her fur as it clattered to the tub floor. The new wolf slid down onto her back in the tub panting.

Bobbi felt new memories and ideas within her mind. They were alien but they felt so natural as they settled into her. New instincts and desires forced their way into both her conscious and subconscious mind.

What... Bobbi's mind reeled in the afterglow of her climax. What's happening? She opened her eyes and noticed her muzzle first. Am I? Her hand touched her nose gently.

She sat up and looked over her new form. Slowly, new knowledge worked its way into Bobbi's mind. Powers, strengths, weaknesses, abilities, how to control her body. She smiled as it started to make sense.

"I'm a wolf." She whispered.

Her own ears twitched at the new sound of her voice; deeper but still feminine. Bobbi stood up carefully in the shower, almost slipping on her changed feet. It took her a moment to get used to walking on the balls of her feet. She looked at the ruined shower head spraying water over her and the tub.

At least that was worth getting a new shower head, Bobbi dropped her lower jaw in a canine smile as she shut off the water.

The new wolf opened the shower curtain and ran her hands down her legs pushing water out of her matted fur.

"Uhg, remind me never to take a shower in my fur again." Bobbi spoke to herself, "And I thought about shaving my legs this morning." she giggled at herself growing more accustomed to her new body and her new life.

Bobbi worked a towel over her wet fur. She got most of the water out of her coat, but she was still quite damp. Unable to do more with the bath towel, Bobbi stepped out of the tub.

I bet the hair dryer would help. She thought as she passed in front of the vanity.

Bobbi stopped dead in front of the bathroom mirror. She gasped seeing herself in total for the first time as a wolf. Her body was lean and strong. The power underneath her fur was obvious. Her hips curved as nicely as they always had, but now she had a waist to show them off. Her chest seemed a bit smaller, but more importantly it no longer sagged, in fact they were down right perky.

Not trusting her eyes, Bobbi ran her hands slowly down her body, inspecting every curve. Her hair had grown and she had about an inch of her roots showing, but she liked the added length. Her ears stood up out of her damp hair. Her eyes were unchanged as they looked back at her.

Tears formed in those hazel eyes, "I'm beautiful!" Bobbi wrapped her arms around herself tightly, whoever did this thank you! Thank-

Bobbi's mind went back to the previous night at the bar. The strange man who bought them all drinks. The drinks must have been spiked with essence.

But it couldn't have just been my drink... she smiled as she realized what had happened to them last night, Mandy, Tammy, Clara, Janet...I have to call them!

She bounced out of the bathroom heading to her phone. They could be more than friends, they can be a pack now, along with Clara's husband and Janet's boyfriend, of course. Bobbi was certain her friends would taint their lovers. Most likely when the transformation started. As she picked up her cell it rang in her hands. Surprised, Bobbi almost dropped it but managed to hold on. She tapped the answer and tried to arrange the phone with her wolf ears and muzzle.

"Hello?" she asked into the phone, suddenly conscious of what her voice would sound like.

"Bobbi? It's me, Mandy." a female voice came over the phone. It was Mandy's voice but it was different.

Bobbi's tail wagged happily, "Mandy! It happened to you too!" She relaxed and stopped trying to hide her voice.

"Yes! To all of us! I've already talked to Clara and Janet, and Tammy called me." Bobbi could almost hear Mandy's tail wagging as she spoke.

"It must have been last night then," Bobbi shifted the phone as her sensitive ears had no problem hearing the conversation at least, “those drinks that old guy bought us."

"That's what I was thinking." she giggled, “I think we owe him a drink now."

"I owe him more than that. Mandy, I'm not ugly anymore."

"Bobbi," Mandy's voice changed to a softer tone, “come on you-"

"I know I was fat." Bobbi cut her off, "You don't have to be nice to your friend anymore about it. But it doesn't matter; I'm beautiful now."

"Bobbi, We're all happy with our...improvements."

"Improvements?" Bobbi smiled, “That's a good way of saying it. When can we get together? I want to see everyone and show off my fur."

"More than just show off I hope." she said with a bit of sensuality in her voice.

Bobbi blushed slightly at the pass but then thought about it. She found the thought of playing with a female seemed completely natural and fun. Besides they were her friends, her pack.

"Well," she adopted a similar tone, “I did have to go through the change all by myself...I think I deserve a little companionship."

"You're not the only one Bobbi, though it's one hell of a way to wake up. It did cost me my favorite pair of pajamas in the end. Anyway, as soon as you can get control and shift back we're meeting up at Clara's house."

"So, the shopping trip is off then?"

"Do you want to buy new clothes now?"

"Not really, though the ones I have won't fit anymore." she smiled, "I hope I can get something to stay on long enough to get to Clara's. I'll see you and the rest of the girls, I mean pack there then."

"Ok, can't wait, take care love."

"You too Mandy, bye."

Bobbi placed the phone on the nightstand and went back to the bathroom. The she-wolf spent the next thirty minutes blow drying her hair and fur. Bobbi then ran her brush through her fur, leaving her coat soft and dry. Pleased with her grooming she admired herself in the mirror. As she turned to her side in the mirror, she felt her stomach growl.

I suppose that diet cola isn't cutting it for breakfast. Bobbi ran her hand over her flat stomach.

The sandy brown wolf walked to the kitchen, her claws tapping lightly on the vinyl floor. She opened the fridge and sniffed. She could smell every bit of food in the fridge, even the things sealed in containers. It took her a moment to handle the overload of scents. She pulled out a box of leftover pizza and gobbled it down quickly.

“I need meat," she almost growled, licking the cheese and crumbs from her muzzle.

Bobbi had plenty of meat frozen in the freezer. She settled on some lunch meat she found in a drawer, devouring all of it. She pulled out all of the frozen meat in the freezer and put it into the fridge to defrost.

Her hunger satisfied, Bobbi walked back to her bedroom. She laid back down on her bed and relaxed.

I should bring food with me when I go to Clara's. I'm sure her and Bruce don't have enough food for all of us, at least not anymore. Bobbi smiled as she thought about all her friends, trying to imagine what they looked like as wolves, I bet Tammy thinks that red hair was a bad choice right about now she giggled, I'm sure she's cute though, with her starting figure... Her tail wagged as she thought about it,

Bobbi imagined Tammy as a lean strong wolf, her lithe build enhanced with wolf strength and covered in a dark brown fur. Bobbi fantasized about running her claws through the soft fur and running her long tongue over her muzzle, and breasts.

I always wondered what her breasts felt like, as small as they are. Bobbi let out a long yawn, I'll just take a nap. I really should wait a day before shifting back for the first time, but I need to meet up with the pack, I can't be alone. she curled up on the top of her sheets, I won't have to be alone ever again, not with my pack.

With a smile on her muzzle Bobbi slipped back into blissful slumber.

Chapter Six

Another Day

It was Friday night at O'Grady's Bar and Grill and the place was crowded. Couples, singles, groups large and small filled the popular establishment. One of the singles sat at the bar, nursing a beer. Nathaniel slowly scanned the room. There were many people enjoying themselves, it was Friday night after all.

Who should it be first? Nathaniel pondered as he weighed his choices.

This job weighed on him at first. It did on most of the wolves. After centuries of tradition they were tainting humans, transforming them into wolves. Even through the last war with the Hunters they had held to the old law. Then the Hunters used their final solution, a bio-weapon targeted specifically at the wolves.

Nathaniel was just a cub when it happened. The Huntsman Plague took his mother and older sister. His father died later in the war. Even those that survived were left sterile. The final victory of the Hunters even as the last one was torn to shreds.

Or so they thought. For years the wolves worked to neutralize the plague and they succeeded. However they could not undo the damage already done. They couldn't have any more cubs, they were dying out year after year. There was no choice really. The only way for the wolves to survive was with new blood, human blood.

Nathaniel was one of the many chosen to slowly spread the taint from city to city. Without elder wolves to tell them of the old laws, the new wolves would spread the taint further, forming packs, living instead of simply surviving.

His eyes came to rest on a couple in their forties resting at the bar after sharing a few dances. He slipped off his chair and walked down the bar.

"You two look a little out of breath there." Nathaniel said to start the conversation.

"We're not as young as we used to be." The man smiled as he wiped a bit of sweat off his brow.

"Speak for yourself, Neil." his wife commented as she turned on her stool, "I'm still plenty young."

Nathaniel laughed, "It's all in your heart you know. As long as you are young there a little gray can't get in the way." he pointed to his own silver hair.

"I wish I had a little gray instead of none." Neal joked as he ran his hand over his receding hairline.

"Oh how rude of me, my name is Nathaniel." The wolf offered his hand to Neal.

"Neil, and this is my wife, Susan," he replied, shaking the offered hand.

"Pleased to meet you." Susan said as she too shook hands."

"Are you two from around here?" Nathaniel said, sitting down beside them at the bar.

"More or less, we live out in the suburbs." Susan replied, "I take it you aren't?"

"Correct, I'm just traveling through town on business. I'll be leaving tomorrow morning."

"What kind of business are you in?" Neil asked after ordering drinks for him and his wife.

"Pharmaceuticals." Nathaniel responded, sort of anyway, he added mentally.

"Does that keep you traveling a lot?" Susan asked before she sipped her drink.

"Yes, but I enjoy it, I'm getting to see a lot of the country."

"We've always thought of doing that someday." Neil said after finishing his drink, "Perhaps now that the kid is up at college we can again."

"Ah, you have kids?"

"Just our son Neil." Susan nodded, "He just started college in August. It's amazing how different the house is without him, do you have any children Nathaniel?"

"Regrettably no." he admitted, "but I always make it a point to spoil my friends' children."

Neal laughed, "lucky for us Neil is out of your reach then."

"Neil!" Susan smiled as she scolded her husband.

"In that case, let me spoil you." He motioned to the bartender and placed an order, " Let me buy you both another drink.

"Why thank you." Susan, "I wouldn't want to trouble you.

"It is no trouble!" he took the drinks from the bartender. With practiced motions he let a bit of refined essence slip into the drinks, "Actually traveling as much as I do any bit of friendly conversation brightens my day." he handed the couple their drinks.

"Thank you." Neil smiled, "It was nice talking to you too, Nathaniel."

"If you'll excuse me, I'm going to see if I can make any more new friends." he stood up from the bar.

"If we don't see you before we go, safe trip."Neil said, shaking his hand.

"Thank you, drive safe." Nathaniel waved once more before walking off into the crowd.

"Nice guy." Neil said before sipping his drink.

"Yeah, he was. I wish there were more people around like him." She took a sip of hers, "Ready for another dance?"

"I suppose so," he said before finishing his drink.

***

Nathaniel's eyes caught sight of five women surrounding a table. From the looks of the empty glasses sitting on the table they were certainly enjoying themselves. He moved a bit closer and eavesdropped on the party.

"Come on, let me buy a round, I'm the one who got the raise!" A lithe redhead laughed at her friends.

"No way, it's your party Tammy!" A larger woman with sandy brown hair streaked with bleached blond replied, "You'll have to wait till one of us gets promoted."

The other women laughed and continued their revelry.

Nathaniel smiled and stepped up to them.

"Good evening ladies, you certainly seem to be enjoying yourselves." He smiled broadly at the gathered women.

They weren't expecting anyone other than a waiter to approach them, but they returned his smile.

"I travel a lot, and it's always a pleasure to see people enjoying themselves, especially a group of lovely ladies." Nathaniel noticed the larger girl blushed at his complement. "I didn't mean to interrupt your celebration, here, let me buy you a round to make up for it."

"Does he think he has a chance with us?" Tammy whispered to one of her friends.

"Oh let him be nice, he's hardly a threat to the five of us, besides a drink is a drink." she whispered back.

Nathaniel placed the round of drinks in front of the women, "You girls have a good night and make sure you get home safe."

"Don't worry," Tammy replied as she took her gin and tonic, "Clara's hubby Bruce will drive us home later tonight."

"Well that's good. Congratulations on your promotion." He smiled and walked away from the group.

"That was nice of him." Clara said after he vanished back into the crowd, "I wonder if Bruce would be jealous of him."

"Please, he's just a nice old man, Bruce has nothing to worry about." Tammy said after draining her drink. "Let's see if we can get anyone else to buy us a drink, I'm feeling lucky!" Tammy giggled as she stood up from her chair.

***

"You look like the loneliest guy in here tonight." Nathaniel said to a young man sitting by himself.

"Ahh, yeah, umm...I'm not gay." he said to the older gentleman.

Humans... Nathaniel suppressed his sigh and continued, "As it happens neither am I." he sat down beside the man, "I'm just a traveler passing through town and looking for conversation.

"Sorry," the man flushed slightly, “I didn't mean any offense"

"It's alright, My name is Nathaniel." he said offering his hand.

The man took it, "Hey, I'm Stephen, nice to meet you."

"Are you alright?" He tilted his head slightly, “you seem a little out of it."

"I'm fine, It's well..." Stephen trailed off unsure whether to continue

"Go on." His companion encouraged him.

"My girlfriend is away at a conference, won't be back till Monday."

"And you're missing her? That's normal."

"Yeah, but I'm an adult, not some love sick teenager. I should be able to handle a weekend apart."

"I have some friends that can't bear it, sometimes it hurts to be away from those you love, you do love her don't you?"

He laughed, "Yeah, I do. Just like a kid I suppose."

"Love can make us feel young again, it's not a bad thing. What are you drinking there?"

"Light beer, she gets upset if I drink the real stuff."

Nathaniel smiled, "You definitely love her then." He ordered them both a glass of light beer.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it. Thanks for the conversation. It gets lonely on the road."

"Do you have someone waiting back home for you?"

"A few friends but no wife." sorrow edged into Nathaniel's voice, "Never really got a chance to get married."

"I'm sorry," Stephen said, noticing the loneliness in Nathaniel's eyes.

"It's ok, just don't miss out on your chance." He finished his beer and looked at his watch, "If you excuse me I best get going, I have an early train to catch tomorrow morning."

"Alright, thanks for the beer man."

"No problem, good night."

"You too."

Don't miss my chance? Stephan thought to himself as he drank, Maybe we should talk about the next step when she gets home.

***

Nathaniel opened the door to his motel room and flicked on the lights. He slipped out of his jacket and hung it up immediately. His shirt, tie and slacks soon followed. After stripping out of his underwear Nathaniel let himself shift. He sighed with relief as he shook out his silver gray coat of fur. After stretching his muscles out a bit he picked up his cell phone and dialed back home.

"Hey Nate, how did it go?" a voice asked on the other end of the line.

"Well enough." he sat down on the edge of the bed, "The bar I was at tonight was crowded. I tainted at least twenty humans."

"How much essence did you use?"

"I varied the dose, some will take days, others will wake up as wolves. I figured we would be harder to track if the instances were spread out."

"The Hunters are gone, Nate, you know that, and the Agency doesn't even rank us as a threat anymore."

"I know, but still It wouldn't take much for a new group to start hunting us again, especially at this phase."

"Well, better safe than sorry I suppose." The voice conceded. "Are you ready for your next stop?"

"I'm looking forward to it," Nathaniel scratched his side lightly, "I always liked riding the train, flying always gets my hackles up."

The voice chuckled, "Alright then, check in when you get up there."

"Will do. Night Abe."

"Good night Nate."

Nathaniel ended the call and laid back on the bed.

I always wanted to see the country as a cub. Looks like I've really gotten my wish. Still when this is done, maybe I'll do some proper sightseeing. If it goes well I can do it in my fur instead of pants. the old wolf smiled as he flicked out the light.

Chapter Seven

School Spirit

The young blond woman scowled as she practically stomped over to the radio. She was wearing khaki slacks and a modest red tee-shirt. As she walked the gold cross around her neck bounced. With a grunt she flicked off the stereo.

"Hey!" one of the other women in the dorm lounge called out, "We were listening to that."

The blonde spun around fast enough for her pig tails to fly out. "The rules say no objectionable music!"

"Shut up Cathy! There was nothing wrong with the song; it was on the radio for god's sake."

"It is for God's sake is why I turned it off!" Cathy put her hands on her hips as she started to preach. "That song is evil! It presents a perverted and unholy affliction as though it were normal!"

"Great, it sounds like Cathy is trying to save our souls again." A woman said to her study partner at one of the small tables in the room.

"Apparently..." Her partner shook her head, "Sorry about that Theresa."

Marie sighed inwardly as she thought about the girl. How much of that had she heard from Cathy in the locker room during the soccer season? Before spring break Marie didn't agree with a lot of what Cathy preached. Becoming a wolf only increased her annoyance of Cathy's intolerance.

"It's hardly your fault," Theresa turned back to her friend, "you must catch more of it than we do. Isn't she on the team?"

"Yeah, she's a center-back, and apparently she made herself chaplain." I wish she would stop doing this, She thought as she watched Cathy continue on her crusade, really, she's a decent person, just a bit misguided. She tilted her head a bit to the side, she's cute too...

"I know what that girl needs," Theresa smirked cruelly, "a good fucking to knock the crazy out of her."

Marie glanced back over to Theresa then back to Cathy. She smirked as an idea took hold.

"If she's going to act like such a bitch, then maybe she should look the part." she said softly as she watched her teammate.

"What was that Marie?" Theresa said looking up from her math book.

"Oh nothing," Marie got up from the table, "let me see if I can quiet her up before any real trouble starts."

"How are you going to do that?" Her partner asked as she closed her textbook.

"Get her to come and talk to me in my room."

"Do you really think you can talk her into not trying to save us all?"

"Maybe I can put all that energy to better use." Marie smiled, "Nothing to lose right?"

"Well good luck with that. I'll see you in math class on Thursday."

"Alright, take care Theresa."

"You too."

Marie threw her bag over her shoulder and walked up behind the preaching Cathy.

"Hey, Cathy," she placed her hand on the woman's shoulder, "can I talk to you for a second?"

"What?" Cathy turned, "Oh, Marie, ah give me a second."

"Please?" Marie gave her shoulder a slight squeeze, "it's important."

"Um, ok?" Cathy said, a bit confused.

"Thanks, can we talk out in the hallway? It's a little personal."

"Sure, I guess." She followed Marie out of the lounge. What's with Marie, she doesn't usually say more than hi to me outside of practice. Cathy was curious what her teammate needed to speak to her about.

"Cathy, I've been thinking about my life ever since I got back from spring break. And I need to talk to someone about it."

"And you can't talk to your friends about it?"

"I need to talk to someone like you. It's about well..." she looked back and forth feigning nervousness, "...belief."

Marie had to hold back her smile when she saw the sparkle in Cathy's eyes.

"Oh, Marie, of course I can talk to you about that."

"Thanks, I've got class in about fifteen minutes, could you come to my dorm afterwards?"

"Yes of course, you're in the Perrault Dorm, right?"

"Yeah, West Hall, number 309, Thanks Cathy."

"It's my pleasure Marie"

You have no idea...

"I'll see you around 4:30 then, God bless you."

"You too."

Cathy couldn't see the grin on Marie's face as she walked away from her.

***

Cathy looked around the Perrault Dorms as she made her way to the west hall. The Perrault building was the newest building on campus. Marie was lucky to have a room here, the rooms were larger than the other dorms and the sound proofing was much better. No one was ever kept up late by inconsiderate dorm dwellers, unless you got a bad roommate.

Lets see, 305, 307, 309, here it is. Cathy knocked on the door.

A moment later the door opened.

"Hey Cathy, thanks for coming." Marie said from the doorway. "Come in please."

"It's no problem." Cathy smiled as she walked into the room.

"My roommate, Trista, is out," Marie closed the door, “so it's just you and me."

Cathy nodded in acknowledgment as she sat down on the couch.

"Would you like something to drink?" Marie said as she pulled a container out of the mini-fridge, "It's cranberry juice."

Marie knew it was Cathy's favorite drink from the time they spent together on the soccer team.

Cathy was feeling rather thirsty. "Thank you, I would like a glass."

"Here you go." Marie placed a glass of the red juice in front of her guest then sat down across from her on the couch.

"So Marie, what is it you need to talk about?"

"Well, I don't know where to start. Maybe it was just going home after being up here for so long, but it just seems like something is off in my life."

"Off? In what way?"

"I don't know, it's almost like I'm a different person stuck in my current life, I feel empty and unfulfilled."

"I understand." Cathy paused to take a drink, "You see my life used to be empty and meaningless." She took another sip before continuing, "My mother raised me by herself, I never knew my father. She provided me with food, shelter, and clothing. We were hardly suffering, but I felt the pain of loneliness. I clung to friends at school but still I was empty." Cathy shifted on the couch, "We are vessels made to be filled Marie, filled with the love of Christ. I found Him through one of my classmates who invited me to his church one Sunday. When I heard Christ's message of love it filled me with hope, with meaning. I sought him in all I did and I knew happiness." She smiled before draining the rest of her juice.

"I didn't know that about your parents." Marie said sincerely.

"It's alright, I have found my father in God and my mother has through me discovered her own relationship with Christ."

"I can see why you are so adamant in your beliefs." Marie moved a little closer to Cathy, "They certainly made you a better woman."

"Yes, one can not be whole without God in...their...life..." Cathy started to squirm a bit in her chair.

Finally, I was wondering when that essence overdose would kick in. Marie smiled, "Are you ok Cathy?"

"It's nothing; ah, can I use your bathroom?"

"Of course, it's over there." Marie pointed to the open door of the dorm bathroom.

"Thanks I'll be right back!" Cathy ran to the room and closed the door.

Marie's smile deepened as she stood up from the couch. She locked the door to the room then drew the shades closed over the windows.

Meanwhile in the bathroom Cathy furiously scratched at her rear. She had dropped her pants to grant her better access to the itch.

What's going on? I've never had an itch like this. She thought as her nails raked over her tailbone, thank God I finished witnessing first.

After what seemed to be a lifetime, the itch subsided. Cathy sighed as she pulled up her Khakis. Her eyes caught a magazine cover on the tank of the toilet. It was of a rather buff and tan young man. Cathy stared at it intently. He was attractive, yes, but why was she so enthralled by the image? Cathy shook her head and flushed the tank. As she left the bathroom, Cathy couldn't shake the strange feeling the image had seemed to trigger in her body.

Marie smiled at her as she walked back toward the couch.

"Hey Cathy, thanks again for coming over."

"Oh, it's nothing." Cathy seemed distracted as she sat back down on the couch.

"Man, it's getting warm in here, isn't it?" Marie said as she pulled on the collar of her shirt.

"Yeah, it is now that you mention it..." Cathy was feeling hot but somehow she knew it wasn't the room.

"Excuse me; I'm going to go put on something lighter." Marie said as she got up.

“Right, sure." Cathy rubbed her forehead as she tried to shake the weird feeling from her body.

As she walked by her guest, Marie brushed against her legs. The slight touch sent a shiver up Cathy's spine.

What was that? Cathy was now breathing deeply.

The man from the magazine cover flickered across her mind's eye again. She glanced over at Marie.

Her back was to Cathy as she stood in front of her dresser.

Why am I watching her? She thought as Marie pulled her shirt up from the bottom. Mmm, pull it up...What! Cathy shook her head, Come on, it's nothing I haven't already seen in the locker room...

With her rationalization firmly in place, she turned around on the couch to get a better look. Marie pulled the shirt up over her head and tossed it to the side.

Wow, she's been working out! Her eyes scanned over the firm muscles lining Marie's back. She's beauti-buffed, she's buffed and looks...great...

The idea of running her fingers down over Marie's toned back now replaced the nameless guy on the magazine cover. Not just her fingers, but her lips kissing a trail down to...

No! Stop it! That's a sin! It's worse than sleeping with a guy! She tried to pull away but couldn't Marie had her body frozen, Turn around! She's dropping her pants now! Marie pushed her jeans down her legs, bending over and showing off her pink thong panties. Look at those legs... her mouth was almost watering at the smooth pillars of rock hard muscle; I wonder what it feels like to be squeezed by those legs...

Marie didn't need her wolf ears to hear the heavy breathing from behind her. Her smile was quite wolf-like as she straightened back up.

"Like what you see?" She asked before turning around.

"Marie! Oh lord, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare!" her body blushed both from embarrassment and from the ideas popping into her head.

"I'm sorry to hear that, I wanted you to see me." Marie reached around her back.

"What are you talking about? Or doing? Stop!"

"Now I know that's not what you want." Marie unhooked her bra and let it fall to the ground.

Her round perky breasts didn't seem to really need its support. Cathy stared transfixed as Marie walked topless back to the couch.

"So, let me ask you again, do you like what you see? A firm, strong body..." She reached out and pulled Cathy off of the couch..

"St-stop it please, I'm not a lesbian!" Cathy begged

"Then why are you running your hands over my abs?" Marie smirked

"What?" she pulled her offending hands off of Marie. "Stop it, I-I like guys!"

"So do I, there's no reason you can't play with both."

"Marie! Please!"

"If I let you go, do you think you could really pull away from me?" She lowered her head to Cathy's ear, "It's time for you to listen to my beliefs."

"As a sinner?" Cathy's voice was jittery, and her captor felt so good against her body.

"No, she lifted her head back, "As a wolf."

Marie's already impressive physique increased in front of Cathy's eyes. The captive woman was both scared and excited by the change. Marie's panties were torn as her size increased and as her tail pushed out the back. Tan fur quickly grew over her body as her face lengthened and stretched into a tooth filled muzzle. Marie's ears flicked around as they popped out of the top of her hair.

"Demon!" Cathy gasped in a barely audible tone.

"No I'm not a demon, I'm a wolf." Marie smiled as she brushed the scared woman's cheek gently.

"Please don't-"

"Hurt you? Cathy, the last thing I want to do is hurt you. You'll like what I'm going to do to you, what I've already started..." Marie nuzzled against Cathy's cheek.

The motion did not repulse Cathy as she wished it would. Marie's fur was so soft, all she wanted was to run her fingers through it. The wolf's hands traced slowly over her body, lightly teasing Cathy with her claws.

"What have you...ah, started..." Cathy panted as her hands were exploring Marie's fur half against her wishes.

"I'm sharing my gift with you." She pulled Cathy tight against her furred body, "It's already starting.." Marie lowered her nose to her neck and sniffed, "I can smell how much you want me Cath."

"No, stop it! Please! I can't!" Cathy gasped suddenly as Marie grabbed a hold of her rear.

"Once you get the itch it's too late," Marie scratched at Cathy's tailbone lightly with her claws, “ you're becoming a wolf, and I'm going to help you through it Cath."

"He-help me?"

"You need sex right now, you need to climax..." she licked Cathy's cheek, "And besides you're cute."

"Really you think I'm...No! I can't." she tried to push away.

Marie held the woman easily with one arm. In truth Cathy's struggling was turning her on, but there was time enough for her needs later this evening. With her free arm she continued to caress Cathy, occasionally teasing her with her claws. The wolf could feel Cathy's will weakening with each moan that slipped past her lips.

"It's either me or your own hand at this point Cath." Marie released her from her grip, "Go ahead and walk away if you think you can, or you can just stop fighting it."

Cathy managed to take a few steps back from the wolf. She whined as she felt Marie pull away. The blonde panted as she stared back at the tan wolf. Her soft fur, her wolf-like paws, the smile on her muzzle, her strong powerful form was just standing there, waiting for her. Cathy hesitated for a moment longer.

"Well Cath?" Marie said with a low sexy rumble.

Cathy couldn't help it, the heat coursing through her blood could not be denied. She practically leaped into Marie's arms. Cathy warped her arms around the wolf's neck and pressed her lips against her muzzle. The wolf's tongue flicked into the human's mouth, growling softly as Cathy moaned. Marie lifted her up off the ground and carried her back to the bed. Cathy gripped onto the wolf tightly, trying to pull the wolf down on top of her.

Cathy's shirt and pants started to stretch tight around her growing body. Marie smiled as her claws tore at the red shirt and the beige bra underneath, shredding both and drawing a gasp from her partner. Marie lowered her muzzle to the now exposed chest. Cathy arched her back and moaned as Marie's long tongue began to run over her already tingling skin.

The woman's pants split their seams as her legs grew too large for them to contain. With her new found strength Cathy wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Marie, drawing the wolf tight against her body.

"Yes!" Cathy growled as the wolf's fangs teased her skin.

Marie nipped and bit her way down Cathy's transforming body. She pulled off the last shreds of Cathy's panties leaving her in just her socks and shoes. Cathy offered no resistance as the wolf spread her legs and she gasped as she felt Marie's cold nose press against her warm slit. The gasp became a long moan as the wolf's long tongue lapped at her moist nether lips. Blond fur started to spread across Cathy's body, covering her new form in a soft pelt. She grunted as her feet tore out of her sneakers. Cathy squeezed Marie's head in between her fuzzy thighs as the wolf's tongue delved deeply into her slit. Cathy dug her new claws into Marie's shoulders, holding her teammate tight against her sex.

The gold chain around Cathy's neck stretched to its limit and snapped before it could hurt her. The broken chain and the cross fell to the bed. Cathy's own tongue hung out of her mouth as she panted. Her face was lengthening into a muzzle with each pant, whine, and moan that slipped past her sharp teeth. Most of her skin was now covered in rich blond fur. As Cathy reached her peak her back arched off the bed. She threw back her head and howled as she experienced her first ever orgasm.

Her lungs now emptied, the new wolf collapsed in a heap on the bed. Marie climbed up behind Cathy and held her tightly. Instinctively, Cathy curled up in her teammate's arms. She panted, her eyes shut tightly as her mind whirled. Cathy was a little scared at first as she felt her mind change but it felt so natural and good, just like what Marie had done for her.

In her mind she saw her old self and shuddered. What kind of woman had she been? Judgmental, narrow minded, a real bitch to those around her. She wasn't saving anyone, she was damning herself. Cathy doubted that she deserved Marie's gift, and she was certainly not worthy of her affection.

"Ma-marie?" she asked slowly, her wolf ears twitching at the altered sound of her voice.

The other wolf's ears perked "Yes Cath?"

"I'm sorry..." Cathy's ears drooped submissively, "I've been a horrible person to...to everyone."

"Cath," she scratched behind the sad wolf's ear, "You were just a little misguided, and you had good intentions."

"The path to hell is lined with those. I can see that quite clearly now."

Marie picked up the cross and its snapped chain and dangled it in front of Cathy's muzzle.

"Wasn't one of your core beliefs forgiveness? I forgive you for it, now forgive yourself and move on."

Cathy stared at the cross then took it into her hand. "I don't think that's enough."

The other wolf sighed heavily, "Do you want to pay for your sins? Fine." She reached out and flicked Cathy's nose.

Cathy yipped at the action and rubbed her nose slightly.

"There, done. Now move on with your new life Cath."

"Why do you keep calling me 'Cath', I never go by that."

"Because it's much sexier than Cathy."

Cathy felt herself blush under her fur, "I guess it's alright then."

Cath relaxed back against the bed and turned on her side to face Marie. The other wolf ran her hand down Cath's side, slowly petting her. It felt so good having her fur stroked. Cath sighed and took a better look at Marie. Her teammate was bigger than her, but she had always been. Cath reached out tentatively with her hand and slowly ran it over Marie's hard abdomen. The tan wolf sighed contentedly and smiled at Cath.

Encouraged by Marie's reaction, she slowly traced along the ridges and valleys of her physique. As she grew accustomed to her actions Cath became bolder. Her innocent exploration soon gave way to more intimate caresses and gentle scratches with her new claws.

“Mmmm, Cath, you never answered me." Marie sighed as she enjoyed the attention.

“Hmm?" Cath looked up from her touches, though her hands continued to move, “what question."

“Do you like what you see?"

Cath looked over Marie's body from her head to her paws. She scanned down Marie's ears and her long muzzle. Cath then took in her generous chest and her firm hard abs. Then there were those beautiful, powerful legs ending in her cute paws. She noticed that Marie's coat was two toned. Her back and limbs were covered in a tan shade a bit darker than her hair while her chest and abdomen were a lighter shade that matched her hair.

“Yes, I do like what I see." Cath smiled before leaning in close to lick the side of Marie's muzzle.

Marie returned the affectionate gesture, "Do you want to see the new you?" Marie asked as she sat up on the bed.

Cath nodded and sat up. She slipped off the bed and took her first unsure steps on her paws.

"This feels so weird." Cath said as she steadied herself.

Marie placed her hands on her shoulders to steady the new wolf "You'll get used to it, probably by the time you reach the bathroom."

Marie was right after a few more steps walking on the ball of her foot seemed natural to her. Cath flicked on the bathroom light and looked at herself in the mirror. She was taller for certain, her new feet added a few inches to her height. There was no doubt the wolf was stronger now, her fur did little to hide that fact. As for her coat, it matched her blond hair except for her hands and feet which had a darker brown shade of fur.

Cath reached up to touch her short cute muzzle and ears. The small gold hoop earrings she had been wearing were still there on her wolf ears. The wolf's pigtails were a little off due to the extra inch of hair she had grown. Cath turned to the side in the mirror, checking out her tail. A quick glance back to the other confirmed that it was shorter than Marie's.

With my short muzzle, ears, and tail I look so cute! She thought

"What do you think Cath?" Marie asked from the doorway.

"I think I make a cute wolf."

"Well, as your alpha I must agree" Marie's jaw dropped slightly in a wolf smile.

Cath giggled as she reached up to her hair and pulled out the ties from her pigtails, "my alpha?"

Marie nodded, "I'm the alpha of the pack, your pack now." she stepped in behind the blond wolf, “Human or wolf, you're not Cath without your pigtails."

Cath smiled as she fixed her lengthened hair back into her well known pigtails.

My pack? Cath's tail wagged at the thought, "Who else is in it?" she asked as she flicked off the lights.

"My mate, Neil for one," Marie said as she led Cath back to the couch, "you'll meet him this weekend."

"You have a mate? I didn't know you were serious with anyone." Cath said, sitting down close to Marie on the couch.

"It's a bit of a long story, he was my best friend growing up. There was never any romance, we were just friends. I went over next door to his place to visit him over spring break." she smiled again thinking back on the moment, "Neither of us knew his parents were already wolves. Neil 's mom tainted us via her famous lemonade."

Cath glanced at her empty glass on the coffee table, "like how you got me with the cranberry juice?"

"Sort of. Susan used less essence than I did, but she had more time to wait. Anyway in the afterglow I came to realize how much I truly cared for Neil. He'll be transferring down here in the fall, but in the meantime he's driving down to see me every weekend. It's about a three hour trip for him each way."

"That's pretty rough, three hours is a long haul."

"Yes, it is. But he's got a friend to make the trip with him now. Neil says he's a cute hockey player he became friends with by fixing his computer back in the fall and he just recently tainted him."

"I see." Cath wanted to say something but she felt embarrassed, then she realized what was there to be embarrassed about, "Marie? Are there any," she couldn't help the giggle that came out of her mouth, "male wolves on campus right now?"

"Other than Trista's boyfriend Sean, no." Mare leaned in close and smiled broadly, "Would you like to help me fix that?"

Cath giggled as she nodded her head. "Is Trista one of us too?"

"Yes, I tainted her on our first night back from break. That's our pack as it stands right now."

Cath nodded then leaned forward hugging Marie, "I know you said I was forgiven, but I just had to say sorry and thank you one more time."

"Cath," Marie hugged her back, "just put all the energy from preaching into our pack's well-being and it'll be fine."

"How can I help the pack?" Cath pulled back a bit but kept her hands on her alpha.

"Well for starters, do you know any guys who would make good wolves?" Marie's ears canted forward waiting for names.

"Hmm, well..." she thought back to the magazine cover again. Of course! No wonder I was staring at it, he reminded me of Rich! "Well I have a friend in the CMC, he's a nice guy, cute, and would fill out nicely as a wolf I think. His name is Rich."

There was a rattle as someone tried to open the locked door.

"That must be Trista." Marie said as the door was unlocked with a key.

"Well, I see you've been busy." Trista smiled as she closed the door quickly behind her.

Trista was a short woman, even shorter than Cath. Her long dark hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail and her bright brown eyes shined as she walked over to the pair of wolves on the couch. Her body was lean and lacked Marie's full curves, but she still had a nice sway as she walked.

Trista leaned down and nuzzled against Marie before turning to her new pack member. "Who's thi-wait, I'd know those pigtails anywhere, that's Cathy!"

Cathy nodded as she looked over Trista's body. She was cute, no doubt about that, but what did her wolf form look like?

"She goes by Cath now." Marie corrected her roommate.

"Why the change?" Trista asked as she moved over to nuzzle against Cathy's muzzle.

"Marie says it's sexier." Cath answered softly before licking her cheek softly

"Well if Marie says so it must be true." Trista smiled as she pulled back up, "I take it you're staying the night with us then." she said as she deposited her book bag on the table.

"Am I?" Cath said, cocking her head to one side cutely.

"It's a good idea to wait a while after your first shift before changing back to your human form."

"Oh right!" Cath smiled embarrassingly, "I know that, I just wasn't thinking about getting back to my room like this."

"Don't worry about it." Trista leaned over and gave her ear a tender scratch, “I'll go get us some food then, I'll change when I get back." she said as she straightened back up, "You must be hungry."

"I am a bit..." Cath felt a little nervous but she went ahead with her gut feeling, "But not just for food..." she got up and took a step towards Trista.

"Oh? And what else do you have in mind?" she looked up at the blond wolf's eyes.

As an answer, Cath bent down and licked Trista gently on the lips.

Trista smiled "I see..." her smile deepened and she ran her fingers slowly through the wolf's fur. "Hey Cath," her hand slid up to the base of Cathy's tail and scratched her tenderly, “want me to invite Sean over for dinner too?"

Cath's tail wagged excitedly at the thought, "If you don't mind sharing him."

"You should know the answer to that, besides he's never had a virgin before."

“Does that make me the sacrifice?" Cath giggled again.

Trista looked over to Marie and they shared a smile.

“I think I already sacrificed the virgin." Marie said as she walked up behind Cath and wrapped her strong arms around the wolf.

“You know what I mean Marie. I'll be back in a bit." Trista reached up on her toes and kissed both of the other wolves, “Save some of her for me Marie." Trista winked at Cath before turning to leave.

Cath leaned back into her alpha's embrace and sighed.

“It's going to be a long night, isn't it?" she smiled as her imagination thought about the possibilities.

“Well, I bet it will be more fun than studying for a midterm." Marie leaned down and nipped her ear tenderly.

Cath's tail brushed against her abdomen as it waged.

“While we wait for Trista and Sean to get back with the food, is there anything you'd like to do to pass the time?"

Cath turned around in Marie's arms, “I can think of a few things I'd like to try."

Chapter Eight

Corporate Politics

The entire office was gathered in the conference room for a bit of an unplanned party. All but two people that is.

“So the boss sent Diane and Kurt to the conference together?" Kelly shook her head, “I think he's just asking for trouble."

“Probably," Jenny paused to take a bite out of the barbecue slider she had on her plate, “he wants them to get off of each other's backs."

“He should just fire one, or both,"Kelly sighed.

“Ryan would if they weren't both so damned talented," Peter piped in as he spooned more coleslaw onto his plate, “But he's getting fed up, this is their last chance to work things out."

“Well, at least we can enjoy this little party without their bickering," Kelly smiled before taking a bite out of a drumstick, “this food is amazing, how did we win it again?"

“The boss put his business card into a jar and won the drawing for a free catered lunch from this barbecue place near his house," Jenny took another bite, “what was it called again, the Hungry Wolf BBQ?"

“That's what it said on the side of the truck," Carl said as he stacked ribs on his plate, “The pair who set this up were real friendly." he paused to push his glasses back on his nose, “I've never seen a pair of people smile so much just delivering food."

“They sure delivered a lot," Peter said as he glanced at the size of the spread, “even with me," he tapped his round belly, “we'll be taking a lot of leftovers home with us tonight."

As it turned out, they did not have a scrap of leftover food in the end.

***

Diane stood under a shelter and glanced at the time on her cellphone. Her dark brunette hair was cut into a stylish and sleek long bob to her shoulders. Diane's dark purple blouse had made it through the two hour flight reasonably intact. She smoothed out her black pencil shirt and then felt compelled to turn and look down towards the other end of the shelter.

At the other end Kurt stood messing around with his phone. He must have stopped in the restroom to comb his dirty blond hair, because it had been a mess when they got off the plane. Kurt seemed to have recovered from the hangover he had boarded the plane with, though his brown jacket and slacks were in desperate need of a pressing.

Diane made a dismissive sound and looked back to her own phone. She hadn't been waiting long, but wanted this trip to be over.

I don't know what Ryan was thinking, sending the both of us along. I spend enough time in the office looking at that bastard and his stupid face.

Kurt scrolled through his emails, not really reading them as much as filtering out the junk. He was too distracted to really focus on anything important.

Damn it, I haven't been hungover since...Bill's wedding. At least that was a happy occasion, he glanced back over at Diane, that bitch just couldn't keep her mouth shut and stay out of my face the whole damned trip!

A white sedan pulled to a stop just past Diane. Kurt seriously considered getting a taxi back to the office, but ended up dragging his suitcase over to the car.

Jenny had pulled the short straw and was sent to pick up Diane and Kurt from the airport. From the glares they were giving each other as they threw their bags in the trunk it was pretty apparent the conference did not lead to any improvement in their working relationship.

Of course not, miracles don't happen… she swallowed her own disappointment and put a smile on as Diane and Kurt climbed into the back of her car.

“Hey guys, welcome back."

“Thanks for coming to get us," Diane said as she adjusted her skirt.

“Hmm, yeah thanks, Jenny," Kurt looked at his phone one more time before placing it in his jacket.

“No problem, lets me get some fresh air," she put the car into gear and pulled away from the passenger pick-up area.

“So, how was the trip?" Jenny regretted the question as she saw the looks both gave in her rearview mirror.

“Long and frustrating," Diane said glaring over at Kurt.

“Just one big headache," He glared back.

Jenny sighed and they drove for a bit in uncomfortable silence.

“The boss wants to have a little discussion with the two of you," she said as she sent a quick text at a red light, “I think it's about the conference."

“I'll need some time to catch up at my desk," Diane said trying to catch Jenny's eyes in the mirror, “Kurt can have his meeting first."

“Actually, Ryan wants to meet with both of you at the same time. He said to just go into the conference room when you get in and wait for him."

“Really," Kurt groaned, “I've got enough to deal with already."

“It's probably because of you we are in this mess!"

“Listen here, you little bitch-"

“Shut up!" Jenny yelled, “both of you, just shut up!"

Kurt had never heard Jenny be so forceful. She had practically growled at them. As he watched her hands grip the wheel tightly he thought she might even break it. On closer inspection he noticed the definition in Jenny's arms as her muscles tensed. Kurt never would have said Jenny had stick arms, but when had she toned up like this?

Kurt clammed up and turned to look out his window. Diane did pretty much the same thing.

Do we even want them in the pack? Jenny sighed as they finished the drive in silence.

After arriving at the office, Diane noticed that things felt different. There was always a quiet murmur of talking between her coworkers but there was an energy that wasn't there when she left on the ill-fated trip. She glanced over at Kurt. She could see on his stupid face he was getting the vibe as well.

“Hey, Kurt, Diane," Peter said as he walked by with a laptop under his arm, “How was the trip?"

“Peter? Damn, what happened to you?" Kurt was shocked.

When he had last seen Peter he was obviously overweight, now he was not only fit but built like a football player.

Peter blushed slightly, “ah, you know, finally found a plan that worked, ah," he saw the look Jenny was giving him, “gotta go, client call!" He rushed away.

Diane started to notice the rest of her coworkers. None seemed as dramatic a change as Peter but she noticed toned muscles and leaner faces everywhere she looked. Even Jenny was filling out her suit more than she used to.

“Did Carl switch to contacts?" Kurt asked softly after walking by his desk.

“Here,"Jenny interrupted that train of thought, “let me wheel your bags back to your desks. Just head into the conference room. I heard there is fresh coffee and donuts in there, so help yourself while I go get Ryan."

With that, she snatched the bags out of Kurt and Diane's hands.

“Uh, thanks?" Kurt managed to get out.

Still confused about the state of the office, Diane and Kurt entered the office room. As the door closed the office slowly grew quiet.

“Quick!" Kelly whispered. “Lock the door!"

Sitting on the table in the conference room was a thermos of coffee and a selection of donuts and pastries. Neither had eaten in hours and it would seem rude to ignore a spread laid out just for them. Kurt grabbed a powdered donut and took a bite.

“Oh yeah, just make a mess with powdered sugar everywhere," Diane mumbled as she poured a cup of coffee.

“What, are you upset that there's less sugar for your coffee? How many spoons did you put in there anyway?

“As many as I damn well want!" She grabbed a jelly donut and took a bite.

***

“That didn't take long," Carl said as he listened to the pair on the other side of the door.

The office had gathered around the conference room, anxious to see what exactly would happen.

“Did they go for food or coffee yet?" Kelly said as she started to pull off her blouse.

“I think so," Carl pulled off his tie, “what's spiked with the essence?"

“The doughnuts of course," said Kelly as she stepped out of her skirt, “Those two are always the first to go for them in any meeting."

“Oh," said Peter as he pushed down his slacks, “I spiked the coffee, I wasn't sure if they would be hungry with the time-zone change up or not."

“I figured the sugar would be the easiest thing to spike," Tony added after he finished shifting.

“Everything is spiked?" Jenny said as she smoothed down her soft brown fur, "well, this shouldn't take too long then."

***

“You are such a pain in the ass, Kurt, you and your stupid face!"

“Stupid face? You trampy little bitch!"

“Trampy? You bastard! I-I..."

“Yeah, you what?"

Diane's face screwed up as she squirmed in her seat.

“W-why don't you turn around so I don't have to look at your stupid face!"

“Listen, bitch, I don't have to..." he started to squirm as well, “w-why don't you turn around if my face bothers you th-that much?"

They locked eyes, glaring at each other. But the itch grew unbearable. Kurt was the first to break.

“God damn it!"

He jumped out of the chair and started to scratch at his backside. Diane smiled for an instant at her small victory until she did pretty much the same thing.

“I must be allergic to you!" Kurt snapped at her from across the table.

Diane narrowed her eyes, “ditto!"

Kurt let out a long sigh as the itching sensation seemed to pass. He breathed in deep. Something was off. Kurt couldn't quite tell what it was. He started to feel a little flushed but it was more than that. Diane wasn't faring any better. She unfastened the top button of the blouse.

“Did you hit the thermostat on the way in?"

“I was about to ask you that." Kurt said as he slipped off his jacket and threw it over a chair.

“Are you going to check it or not?"

“Give me a second, will you?" Kurt walked over to inspect the thermostat. “It says sixty-eight."

“Bullshit, the thing must be busted, we'll wait outside."

“Yeah," he tried for the door but it was locked, "the hell?"

“Oh, what now?"

“It's locked!"

They both pounded on the door and shouted for help.

***

“Ow!" Carl snapped his head back from the door and folded back his black furred ears

“Carl?" Jenny leaned down with a look of concern.

“I'm ok, I wasn't ready for them to start banging on the door with my ear right there."

Jenny gave him a small lick on the side of the black wolf's muzzle, “here, let me help you up."

***

“I'll just call someone," Diane panted as she walked back to her purse.

Kurt watched as she bent over slightly and felt an urge to grab Diane and rip her skirt down. Diane pulled out her phone and turned slightly to notice Kurt staring at her. She was about to say something snarky, but instead just stared back. She glanced over Kurt and saw the bulge in his slacks. Her tongue flicked out over her lips before she realized it.

It was getting harder for Kurt to think, all he could think about was ripping off Diane's clothes.

“W-what are you staring at?"

“Me?" she dropped her phone on the table and walked towards Kurt, “y-you're the one staring..."

“Back off!" Kurt went to push her back by the shoulders, but as he touched her he gripped them instead.

“Let go y-" She grabbed his wrist, but then his shirt and pulled him closer.

They glared at each other, their eyes a mix of lust and anger. This time it was Diane who cracked first, pulling Kurt by his shirt into a deep kiss. At first, he returned the kiss before pushing her off.

“No," he panted, “stop..."

“Can't," she replied, grinding her hips against his.

Kurt pulled her back tight and kissed her madly. Diane grabbed him tightly, sinking her nails into him. That only seemed to push Kurt further. He pushed her back against the conference table. She was having none of that and pushed him back onto the floor.

“Hey!" he cried out as she straddled his hips.

“Shut up!" She snapped, grabbing at his shirt and ripping it open.

Kurt arched his back but honestly it felt good to get the shirt open; it was getting far too tight. He yanked off his tie and tossed it aside as Diane practically clawed at his undershirt, ripping it open to get to his chest.

“Bitch," Kurt growled, grabbing her by the hips and rolling on top of her.

He tore open her tight purple blouse and lowered his head to her now exposed neck kissing and nipping at it. Diane both pulled him tight while at the same time fighting for dominance. Her nails, now much thicker and longer, raked against his back. Kurt returned the favor with his own claws running down her side tearing at her bra straps.

The sudden snap of elastic made Diane growl. She rolled Kurt back onto his back and grabbed at the massive bulge in the front of his slacks. Diane tore open the crotch of his pants letting his cock spring free. As she tried to straddle him, Kurt ripped her skirt open from the hem. She took advantage of the freedom of movement and pulling aside her black lace panties she impaled herself on his shaft.

Kurt's back arched and he threw back his head. Diane smiled down wickedly at him, Her pointed ears pushing up through her hair. Diane pushed down on his shoulders as she bounced up and down on his shaft. Golden blonde fur started to grow on the small of her back and shoulders. Dirty blond fur matching Kurt's hair sprouted on his chest as he knocked away her hands.

He rolled her over and lifted her legs up in the air. It was his turn to smile as he thrust deeply into Diane, His ears folding back as he lost himself in the pleasure. Kurt's new tail poked out from the back of his ruined pants. Diane growled in a mix of pleasure and anger, not even noticing as her skirt's waistband snapped. It barely registered to Kurt as his legs burst out of his pant's and his feet started to shift and change.

Their bodies were now mostly covered in fur as Diane made another attempt to assert her dominance. Kurt would not give up easily and they ended up on their sides. They bucked and thrust into each other, gripping one another tightly but unable to claim the dominant position. Their eyes were closed as their faces began to shift, mouth and noses growing out into muzzles full of sharp teeth. At last with a powerful howl they climaxed hard, nearly passing out from the mix of pleasure and the stress of their first shift.

They laid there panting as the last of the changes took hold in their minds. Instinctually, they held each other tightly as they caught their breath. Slowly they opened their eyes, staring at the wolf they were now entwined with.

“I never…" Kurt paused, the change in his voice made his own ears twitch, “I didn't know you were blond."

Diane looked down at the golden fur that now covered her body.

“I didn't want to," she paused, her voice had changed as well, “ahem, to be looked at like some blond bimbo, I've been dying my hair since my first internship."

“Your hair grows out every time we shift, “ her ran his fingers through her bangs, A few more times and-"

“If you make a joke about the carpet matching the drapes, I will punch you."

“Noted, but still, it looks good on you, you should keep it."

“Is that a compliment?"

He smiled slightly, “maybe…"

***

Ryan walked up to the rest of his pack, all gathered around the locked conference room. He had been a large man before being tainted. As a wolf, he was downright intimidating. His mostly gray fur matched the short cropped hair on top of his head.

“I heard some howls, was that Kurt and Diane?"

“Yeah, boss," Carl replied, wearing a wolf grin, “I think they worked out their differences."

“They better have," the gray wolf crossed his arms over his chest, “Kelly, unlock the door. Everyone else, stay outside, I want to handle this alone."

The pack all nodded in agreement.

Kurt's ears twitched, “did you hear that?"

“Yeah," Diane folded back her ears, “I think we're in trouble..."

The door unlocked with a click and it opened, “That's because you are," Ryan said firmly as he stepped into the room, “get over here!"

They didn't even think of disobeying. It was obvious they were completely outmatched by the more mature wolf. Kurt and Diane untangled themselves and stood in front of their boss, tails literally between their legs.

Ryan stared down his long muzzle at the pair of troublemakers. “I hired both of you because of the promise you both showed and as individuals you work hard and earn for this company. However," a growl started to edge into his voice, “We have had it with you two constantly bickering and fighting! It's a distraction to everyone working here and is holding the both of you back as well in spite of your talents!"

They meekly nodded, folding their ears back.

“That would be reason enough to chew the both of you out, but now we are not just a business anymore. We are a pack. A wolf puts the welfare of their pack above their own. There is no room for petty squabbling here anymore," his eyes shifted between the two of them, “I hope you two have finally gotten it out of your systems."

“Yes sir!" they blurted out in unison.

“Good, because I'm not going to just flick your noses if it starts up again," he leaned in close bearing his large white teeth, “If it does, I will kick you both out of this pack!"

The whimpers were confirmation enough for Ryan, “Go get cleaned up and head back to your desks." he reached out and touched both of them gently on the head, “you can get reacquainted with everyone at lunch."

“I, ah, don't usually take lunch," Diane said softly.

Ryan let his jaw drop into a smile, “We all take a ninety minute break starting at twelve-thirty for food and other things. I know you will want to be there."

Diane nodded, suddenly looking forward to lunch.

“Now get cleaned up and caught up before then."

“Yes, sir," Kurt replied

“Sure thing, boss." Diane chimed in.

“Good," he turned back to the door, “the rest of you can get back to work now."

Through the doorway they watched as their coworkers dispersed.

“I don't recognize anyone," Kurt said as he watched his furry coworkers go back to work.

“Well, when we see which wolf is in which desk, that should be a clue," Diane bent down picking up a piece of her blouse, “I just bought this," she sighed.

Kurt picked up most of his slacks, “Yeah, it looked good on you too."

Diane snapped her head back at him, “I thought you said I looked like a tramp?"

“Yeah, about that," his ears folded back, “whenever I thought you looked good, I would always insult you to shake it off."

“You jerk," she wanted to be mad at him, but instead she couldn't help but smile, “so you thought I looked good most of the time then?"

“Yeah, in spite of my efforts," Kurt found his tie intact and slipped it on over his head, “Though you look much better now."

“Now that I am a literal bitch?" Her tail seemed to move for emphasis.

“Heh, yeah," he smiled slightly, “I guess that isn't much of an insult anymore."

“Well, your face looks far less stupid with a muzzle growing out of it."

“Good to know."

“I can't say the same about that tie," she reached out and gave it a tug, “trust me, it should be thrown out with the rest of the junk."

He looked down at the striped tie, “but it goes with my jacket, and that survived too."

“The jacket is fine, but trust me, everyone hates that tie."

“She's right!" Kelly yelled from outside the room."

Kurt sighed and took off the tie. They continued to pick up their ruined clothing, tossing the pieces into the trash can.

“Hey Diane?" Kurt asked as he shoved down the shredded clothes and his tie into the small can.

“Yes?" she asked, putting her phone back into her purse.

“I guess we're probably spending the night here and all, we shouldn't shift back for a day, right?."

She tilted her head, accessing the memories, “Yeah, I guess so. I don't think it would be a good idea to drive home like this," she patted her chest.

Kurt nodded, “since we're going to be stuck here maybe we could get some takeout and watch something? I've got Webfilmz on my phone."

“Usually it's dinner and a movie first," she gave him a look, “but yeah, that sounds good."

***

Later that night, Diane and Kurt were curled up on the break room sofa. Around them on the floor were a dozen or so takeout containers from the nearby Chinese place, every one of them licked clean. Kurt's phone was propped up against one arm, the other was wrapped around Diane as they watched an old TV sitcom.

Diane's attention was split between the show's plot and her own thoughts. She ran her fingers through Kurt's fur, smiling at how well their fur colors compliment one another. Diane nuzzled up against his chest and sighed contently. Kurt's free arm shifted so he could scratch gently behind her ears.

“Mmmm, that feels so good," she said, almost groaning.

“Are you comfortable?"

She inhaled the scent from his fur, “extremely," she closed her eyes, “I don't know if this sounds pathetic, but this is honestly one of the best dates I've ever had."

“Then I guess that means I'm equally pathetic."

Just as they were starting to kiss, Diane's phone began to ring. She picked it up from the end table and suddenly went stiff.

“Shit, it's my mom!"

“Calm down, it's just a phone call, she can't see us."

“Stay quiet!" she whispered harshly before picking up the call, “Ah, hey mom!"

She didn't need to put it on speakerphone for Kurt to hear the call.

“Diane! I've been waiting for you to call all day!"

“I texted you when the flight landed, mom."

“Are you home then?"

“No, ah, I had to stay late at work, I had a lot of stuff to catch up on."

“Are you feeling alright dear? Your voice sounds a little off."

“It does, ah, must have picked something up on the trip," she laughed nervously, “you know what planes are like."

“Hmm, yes. Maybe you caught a bit of the lycanthropy, I hear it's been going around."

“Yeah, ah, wait...what?"

“She knows," Kurt whispered softly into her other ear.

“I caught a bit of it myself while you were at the conference," her mother's voice had shifted tone getting slightly deeper.

“Mom? Are you..."

“A wolf? Of course I am. Although, now I don't know what I'm going to do with these essence laced cookies I baked up for you."

Kurt couldn't help chuckling.

“So who is that with you, dear?"

“Ah..."

“I'm a wolf now too, dear, you don't have to be coy about your sex life with me anymore."

“It's...Kurt,"

“That jerk you work with?"

Kurt made a face at Diane.

“Mom, please, he can hear you," she was quite thankful her fur hid her blush, “we, ah, worked things out, we're cool now."

“Oh? Just how cool are you two now?" The implication was hard to miss.

“Mom!"

“What? It's an honest question."

“We just went from enemies to pack mates, that's a big enough step for one day."

“Oh, you have a pack already? That's wonderful!"

“Yeah, the whole office was tainted while we were out of town, we're now one big happy pack."

“I'm very happy for you, for both of you, I'll let you get back to enjoying yourself, goodnight cubs!"

“Your mom sounds nice," Kurt was grinning as she put her phone back on the table.

“I just started liking you, don't ruin it."

“It's ok, I mean, I never even mentioned you to my parents. Though, I wonder how that conversation is going to go."

“For all you know your mom was baking you up a special batch of cookies too."

“If not, I will have to send them a batch," he settled back down onto the couch, “so what are we, you and me I mean?"

“I don't know, friends?" she shook her head, “that sounds insulting after we just had our first date."

“It doesn't bother me, besides we can't tell humans we're pack mates."

“Yeah, friends it is then."

“So, since we're friends, want to hang out again tomorrow night?"

“Definitely," she leaned up and licked his muzzle gently.

Chapter Nine

Two Birds With One Wolf

Cath sat impatiently at her hot plate. A small pot sat on the plate and was struggling to boil. Cath sat back on the dinette chair and sighed. Her room mate had already left for the weekend. She had slipped her a small bit of essence that morning in her coffee. That should be a nice surprise for her and her boyfriend back home.

"This is taking forever..." She ran her hand over the bandage on her arm.

The wound would heal in just a few hours. Cath knew this from both her memories and from helping Marie cook up a batch of essence before. All of a wolf's bodily fluids can taint a human, but blood was the most potent. Combined with a few simple ingredients and boiled off a highly refined form could be made. Essence is what the wolves called it. It could easily be mixed into food or drink. By varying the amount the change could take anywhere from days to minutes.

Cath was planning on a high dose. Rich would be coming over later that day to watch a movie. A good dose of essence in his soda and he would be a wolf before the end of the first act.

Rich should make a handsome wolf. She smiled to herself thinking about Rich. I wonder what he will be like during his transformation, I hope he goes wild!

She had finally experienced sex with her pack mates Sean and Neil. In truth, she couldn't get enough of the males, but they were already mated to Trista and Marie respectively. Of course she was having sex with the females as well. At any rate, they needed some more males in their pack, and Rich was a perfect choice.

***

"Are you sure this is ok?" Ethan asked as they walked down the hall of the Eisler dorms.

He was a thin and lanky young man. Ethan's reddish-brown hair seemed to defy any attempt to tame it. He always seemed to be in basketball shorts, even with snow on the ground. A light jacket over a blue tee-shirt and a pair of sandals finished his outfit. He carried a plastic bag with a few snacks he had insisted on bringing.

"Of course it's ok." Rich said. "I'm sure Cathy won't mind one more person over just to watch a movie. Besides, it wouldn't look right if I was alone with her, what would people think."

Rich was in a lot of ways the opposite of his friend. His body had a naturally athletic build from helping his father with his construction business since he was twelve. Rich's black hair was always slicked back perfectly. He wore an open flannel shirt over a graphic tee and a pair of bootcut jeans along with a pair of old work boots.

"I guess." Ethan shrugged his shoulders, "Speaking about what people are thinking, have you heard that Cathy has been acting strange?"

"Cathy's just ratcheted down her missionary work. I'm sure she's the same girl we've known since August."

“What about the people she's been hanging out with?"

“What, Marie and her friends? They're on the soccer team together, it's not so strange." He shrugged his shoulders. “I have friends that aren't in the CMC, don't you?"

“Well yeah, but I've heard some rumors about these girls," Ethan lowered his voice, “I've heard they are some kind of secret sex cult."

“Oh please, “ Rich shook his head, “even if that was true, Cathy would be there to help them not to join in the debauchery."

With that Rich stopped and knocked on Cath's door.

A moment later Cath opened the door smiling.

"Hey Rich!" She greeted him as she swung open the door fully. "Oh! Ethan, I wasn't expecting you."

"I hope you don't mind Cathy," Rich said as he walked into the dorm room, "But I invited Ethan along, would you believe he's never seen The Lost Temple of Zandune?"

Ethan noticed Cathy eying him critically, it made a shiver run up his spine.

Why is she looking at me like that? "I didn't mean to presume Cathy, I can go."

"No no," she smiled and pulled him in by the arm, "there's plenty of room for you on the couch with us." Cathy closed the door, this is unexpected, but hardly a real problem. Why not taint them both? her smile deepened, It should be more fun that way. "Just sit down on the couch and I'll get the snacks."

“I, uh, brought some with me." Ethan offered his small plastic bag of treats.

Cath looked in the bag. “Candy and microwave popcorn, huh?"

“Can't watch a movie without it, right?" He smiled.

“Very thoughtful of you." She gave him a quick hug. “Here take the candy over to the couch and I'll go make the popcorn."

Ethan had gotten hugs in the past from Cath, but this one felt different from the normal cheerful hugs they had shared at CMC meetings in the past. She seemed to hold it longer, her touch lingering more than it had too.

"I can help." Rich said as he moved towards the kitchenette.

"It's just popcorn and soda, I can handle it, Rich, but thanks." Cath patted him on the back. "But here, take the chips over," she handed Rich the bag, “is cola ok for the both of you?"

"That's fine for me." Ethan said as he relaxed on the couch.

He tried to shake off the feeling Cath's looks and touch had given him.

"Works for me Cathy." Rich said as he joined his friend on the couch with the bag of chips.

Cath popped a bag into the microwave. "Actually, I'm going by Cath now."

"Oh why is that?" Rich said, turning around on the couch.

"Hard to say, Marie started calling me that and it kinda stuck." Cath poured the soda into a trio of cups, “but mostly I just like the sound of Cath better."

“I heard you've been spending a lot of time with Marie lately," Ethan said as he opened a box of candy."

Rich gave him a look, but said nothing.

“Yeah, you know sometimes you hit it off with someone right away, other times it takes a bit to really click," she said as she carried over a pair of glasses to her guests.

"Thanks." Rich said taking his glass

"Thanks Cathy, er, Cath." Ethan said before taking a drink.

"You're welcome." She smiled before returning for her glass.

Cath sat down between the two young men and hit play on the remote. They quietly sat down and watched the opening credits while sipping their sodas.

It shouldn't take long for the essence to kick in. Cath glanced at the two males, Lets see if I can help things along any.

Cath placed her glass down on the coffee table and stretched her arms out over the back of the couch. Ethan spared her a quick glance but that was all the response Cath got for her action. As Rich and Ethan watched the TV, Cath let her fingers lightly graze their necks. For the second time that day, she sent a chill down Ethan's spine. Ethan took a long drink to steady himself.

It was just an accident, I'm sure. He thought to himself.

As Ethan glanced over to Cath, her attention was firmly on the screen. He relaxed back down.

Ethan is a jumpy one. Cath thought as she suppressed her smile, it's so cute.

She then noticed the boys squirming a bit in their seats, Good, here comes the itch. She focused on the movie, she didn't want to embarrass them.

When she felt their squirming and covert scratching die down she started to play with them again. Cath let her hand slide to the back of both boy's necks and began to rub them gently. Rich sighed and glanced over at Cath. His eyes wandered over her body taking in her button down blouse and modest skirt. He felt flushed as he took her in. Lust filled images flashed through his mind as he watched Cath's chest rise and fall with each breath.

Rich wasn't alone in noticing Cath. Ethan's eyes traced over her form as well.

I don't remember her body being this toned before... He mused as he paid more attention to his host than the movie.

The beeping of the microwave jarred Rich and Ethan back to their senses for a moment.

“Just a second, boys…" Cath got to her feet and stretched out her body. She could feel their eyes moving over her body, is this what Marie felt with me? She couldn't help the giggle that slipped out.

“What is it?" Ethan asked as he slipped out of his jacket.

“Oh nothing, I'll tell you later, be right back," she walked back to retrieve the popcorn.

“Good idea, it is getting a little warm in here," Rich pulled off his flannel shirt.

As he did so, Ethan stared watching his friend's body flex as he pulled off the shirt. He took a deep breath as visions of Rich pulling off the rest of his clothes ran through his head. The only thing that distracted Ethan was Cath sitting back between them. She placed the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and settled back into her seat. This time Cath put her arms up over both boy's shoulders and pulled them closer to her.

Ethan and Rich offered no resistance to this move. Both breathing hard, but Cath sensed that Rich was further along by his rapidly changing scent.

It's no wonder he drank more of his soda.

She glanced over and watched as he tightened and relaxed his hand on the seat cushion. Cath leaned closer and whispered gently into his ear.

"Go ahead..."

"What?" Rich asked, his mind becoming more clouded with lust.

"Go ahead, touch me..." Her nails grazed down his neck.

Rich's eyes closed tightly as he groaned with pleasure. Reflexively, his hand reached out for Cath. Rich ran his hand up her arm and then across Cath's chest. Ethan's eyes popped as he watched Rich start to grope their friend. He wanted to say something but he couldn't bring out the words. All he could do was watch. Rich's mind caught up with his hand and he realized he was now fondling Cath's breasts.

"Mmm, you have strong hands..." Cath sighed, "I like that."

It was obvious to Rich at this point that Cath was not wearing a bra under her blouse. He could feel the nub of her nipple growing firmer as he fondled her breast. Ethan's hand reached out tentatively to touch Cath's leg. She turned to her other guest and smiled.

"Don't be shy Ethan, you can touch me too."

Cathy placed her hand over Ethan's and ran his hand down her leg and back up under her skirt. Ethan slowly slid his hand up her toned legs to her thigh, hiking up her skirt as he did so.

"We, we should stop." Rich said almost panting it was getting harder to think.

"Why? Why not take things further?" She touched Rich's cheek, "Don't you want me?"

"Yes...I mean, no, I mean..." Rich fumbled over his words conflicted by his lust and beliefs.

"What about you Ethan?" She turned to ask him. "Do you want to play with me too?"

"I uh..." Ethan blushed and looked away.

"Come on, you are two fine young males..." She reached down to the firm bulge in both their pants and gave a squeeze, "Don't you feel the urge? the need?"

Both men moaned at Cath's intimate touch. Ethan suddenly jumped off the couch.

"Cathy!" he panted, "What's gotten into you? stop this."

"I told you, it's Cath. As for what's gotten into me," she smiled a predatory grin, "well it's the same thing that's gotten into you and Rich."

"I-need some air!" Ethan panted.

"No you need to get your tail back over on this couch." she turned back to Rich, "Doesn't he?"

Rich was grinding against Cath's massaging hand half in a trance. He looked up at his friend with lust filled eyes.

"Yeah Ethan...come back here..." he licked his lips as his eyes scanned Ethan's slim body.

"Rich what the heck?"

Confused by his friend's lust Ethan wasn't ready for when Cath grabbed and pulled him back. But it was Rich's hands that pulled him down onto the couch with them. Ethan opened his mouth to protest, but it was quickly covered by Cath's lips. Cath forced her tongue past his lips with little protest. Almost instantly Ethan was returning the kiss, moaning into Cath's mouth greedily.

Ethan grabbed at the collar of Cath's shirt and ripped it open sending the buttons flying everywhere in the room. Cath pushed Ethan back into the chair and smiled.

"That's what I wanted to see." she growled lustfully as she let the shirt slip off her shoulders and fall to the ground.

Ethan and Rich stared at their now topless friend. Her firm chest jutted out proudly with no need for support. Below that sculpted hard abs were begging to be touched. Cath grabbed the collar of Ethan's blue shirt and tore it off of his body. Ethan yelped but was turned on by the action. Cath turned to Rich but he had already tossed aside his shirt.

Cath stood up and unfastened her skirt letting it fall to the ground. she stepped out of it and moved back to the boys and their waiting hands. Ethan and Rich couldn't control themselves. They groped, kissed and licked every bit of Cath's body they could reach. But Cathy wasn't enough for Ethan. Ethan ran his hands needly over Rich's body as the other male nipped his way down Cath's chest. Rich was jerked away from Cath and found his mouth pressed against Ethan's. Cath smiled at their actions.

I thought they would have to shift first before playing with each other... she mused as she moved her body into a different position on the couch.

Rich's hands slid down Ethan's chest, already firmer than it had been a few seconds ago. Soon his hands reached Ethan's waistband. He struggled to untie friend's pants but his hands were feeling strange and not completely responsive. Frustrated by the situation, Rich grabbed the top of the pants and tore them open. Ethan moaned as the pressure in his crotch was released. Rich continued to kiss his friend deeply while starting to stroke Ethan's member in his hand.

Cath pulled Rich off of the other male and pushed him down into the couch. she nipped and bit at his neck and chin as she ripped his jeans down past his knees. His rock hard member poked out of his briefs and was twitching with anticipation.

Ethan pulled off the remains of his shorts and started to kiss and nip Cath while his nails ran over Rich's body. Rich rolled Cath over onto her back on the couch. She smiled at his initiative and pulled him down on top of her willing body. It didn't take Rich long to plunge his member deep into the female. Cathy groaned with pleasure at the intrusion.

Ethan looked disappointed for a moment, but as he watched his friend's ass flex with each thrust he realized how he could join in. Rich groaned as he felt the other male grab his cheeks and spread them. He threw back his head in a long moan as he felt Ethan slide into his rear passage. Ethan gripped Rich tightly by the hips, digging his nails into Rich's thighs. Rich in turn dug his nails into Cath's hips.

Cath moaned at the combined thrusts of both males. They were getting stronger, she could feel it. Cath looked up to Rich and saw his already muscled physique bulge and expand with new found strength. She looked over Rich's shoulders and saw that Ethan's lithe frame was now much bulkier than before. Cath cried out as Rich's nails, now thickened into claws, dug into her thighs.

She noticed the changes now starting to sweep over their bodies. Rich's ears were lengthening and slowly migrating up his head. Behind Ethan she could catch glimpses of his new tail as he moved. Black fur began to sprout over Rich's body and the sounds of bones popping and reforming and footwear shredding could be heard over the growls and moans of the trio. Ethan now was mostly covered in a soft russet brown fur as the final physical changes began

Cath let herself shift now, not wanting to hold back any more. The tension grew with each passing moment. Ethan clamped his muzzle down on Rich's neck. The black wolf threw back his long muzzle in a howl of climax. He was joined quickly by the other two wolves. Rich and Ethan collapsed forward panting. Cath ran her claws through their fur as the final part of the transformation took hold on the males. Ethan was the first to stir. He lifted himself up slightly off of Rich and looked down at the blonde wolf.

"C-cath?" he seemed unsure of his own voice, changed by his transformation.

She canted her ears forward, "Yes?"

"I-I'm sorry I tried to-"

"Don't worry about it dear," she reached up and touched the side of his muzzle, "I did the same thing."

"How long have you been..."

"Most likely, " Rich said as he shifted between the two other wolves, "right around the time she started acting funny."

"I wouldn't say funny," Cath smirked, "But yes, it's been just about two weeks."

Ethan pulled out of Rich and both males let out a contented sigh. He stretched out his new body and took his first shaky steps on his paws. He smiled as he got used to his new body. He paused to admire his new build in the mirror by the door.

"Go on," Cath gave Rich a lick on the side of his muzzle, "I want a good look at you too."

Rich slowly lifted his form up from Cath and stretched. Cath licked her lips as she watched Rich flex his muscles. The black wolf was hardly small before the change. Now he was a massive wolf, strong, powerful, and sexy as hell.

I can't wait to have him bend me over... she tingled down to her tail.

As she fixed her pigtails, she looked over to Ethan who was soon joined by Rich.

He's not bad either. He's cute with that fur and he looks more flexible than Rich. she tingled again at the possibilities.

Cath stood up and stretched out her own furred body, "You two must be hungry, How about a little snack?"

"And after the snack? Ethan said, turning to face the blonde wolf.

"You're not going anywhere for the next twenty-four hours." Cathy paused as she let that sink in. "So I guess we'll just have to find something to keep us busy." Her jaw dropped in a wolf's grin.

The grin was returned by the male wolves, their tails wagging in anticipation.

She walked over to the small dorm refrigerator, “Now, I was only ready for Rich, not that I'm complaining you came along Ethan, So we will just need to share what I got, ok?"

“That's only fair," Ethan said as he stepped into the kitchenette, “I could run out and get some more food."

“Dressed like that?"

“Oh, right, I forgot it just feels so..."

“Natural," Rich finished, “like I've always been a wolf."

“Yeah," Cath pulled out two roasts from the fridge and placed them on the table, “I know what you mean."

“Cath, it's going to take a while to cook those..." Rich said looking at the pair of roasts on the table still wrapped in plastic, “and don't you only have a microwave here?"

Cath stared at him with a raised eyebrow until it finally clicked in his brain.

Rich covered his eyes and shook his head, “I'm not a very good wolf, am I?"

“At least you're a sexy one," Ethan gave his friend's muzzle a lick before picking up one of the roasts, “What about you Cath?'

“Go on, you need it more, you both just transformed," she fished out a pack of hot dogs, “I'll get more food tonight when the pack gets here."

“I do feel pretty hungry," Ethan was starting to drool a bit as he ripped open the plastic with his claw.

The more powerful smell of fresh meat set him off and he quickly tore into it. Rich followed suit, tearing open his roast and tearing off strips of meat with his teeth. Cath watched the two males eat. Smiling to herself as she opened the hot dog package. In short order they were licking their muzzles clean with their long tongues.

“Feeling better boys?"

“A little," Rich said, “I think I could eat more

“There's still the bag of chips left," Ethan remembered, “Oh and the popcorn."

“Go ahead," Cath shrugged, “I never open a bag of chips and not finish them, even when I was a human."

Ethan started back towards the couch.

“Unless there is something else you'd like to sink your teeth into," Rich said with a wolf's grin.

Ethan stopped in his tracks, turned around and forgot about the chips.

***

Cath sighed as she ran her claws through Ethan and Rich's fur. The dorm beds were far too small for three wolves, but they had little problem pushing the two twin beds together. She could hear the movie auto-playing for the third time as they laid together resting.

“Your roommate isn't going to mind us using her bed, will she?" Rich said as he looked down at where he had torn the sheets a bit with his claws.

“You will need to buy her some new sheets, but I don't think she'll mind too much."

“Ah" Rich relaxed a little, “is she a wolf then?"

“Can't be," Ethan said shaking his head, “her bed only smelled human, before we fooled around on it anyway."

“With the essence I slipped into her coffee this morning she should be a wolf by bedtime," Cath smiled, “and I bet she'll taint her boyfriend the old fashioned way."

“Hmm?" Ethan raised his head up off her chest, “What do you mean?"

“You don't have to refine essence out of your blood to taint a human, it's just the easiest way," she pushed his head back down, cuddling against her chest.

“Right," Rich said as he accessed his own memories, “exchanging bodily fluids can taint a human just like a laced cup of soda."

Ethan nodded, “I just hope he doesn't run away before she has a chance to taint him."

Cath laughed, “the chase would just make it more fun! Besides, it's not like a human can outrun one of us."

The phone started to ring and Cath reached up above her head and picked up her cell, "hello?"

"I didn't see you after I got out of class, is everything alright?" Marie asked

"Everything is perfect, by the way, you might want to stop over once Neil gets in."

"Why is that?"

"Well I think you'll both want to meet our new pack members."

"Member_s_?" Marie emphasized the plural, "What were you up to Cath."

"I hadn't planned on two, but Rich brought a friend over, so I took advantage of the situation." She sighed, "and what a situation it was."

“Cath, I know we had discussed bringing Rich in-"

“Ethan was right there," she reached down to scratch behind Ethan's ears, “it was too perfect, besides if I waited until you were done that lab to talk or even text you the movie would have been over and they both could have left." she sighed, “we need more than just one new male in the pack anyway."

"I won't get mad," in fact, Cath could hear the smile in Marie's voice, "But ask me next time, even if I am in class. I am the alpha female you know."

"I know, I know, see you later tonight, make sure you bring enough food for two new wolves."

"We will, bye."

Cathy clicked off the phone and let it fall to the pillows, "well boys, you up for meeting the rest of the pack tonight?"

“I don't know," Ethan snuggled against Cath's chest, “It's been a busy afternoon."

“Listen to him, as soon as he catches his breath he's going to jump one of us," Rich said before stretching out his arms."

“True," she leaned down and licked Ethan's muzzle, “Save a little for the rest of the pack, it'll be worth it."

“So, a busy night to follow the afternoon," he yawned, “I guess I could take a break and actually watch the movie."

Cath tilted her head as she thought about it, “you know, cuddling up on the couch with you two and enjoying the rest of that popcorn you brought does sound good," she gave his ears another scratch, “what do you think, Rich?"

“Honestly, that does sound nice. Besides," he leaned over to pet Ethan's side and chest, “what kind of pack mates would we be if we never showed Ethan The Lost Temple of Zandune?

“So, our little movie date is back on then?" Ethan said as he sat up on the bed.

“A date with a pair of sexy males," she giggled, “how could I say no?"

Chapter Ten

Hunter's Woods

Jon yawned as he climbed down the steps for breakfast. He was a fairly average young man. A life working on the farm had left him lean, but he hadn't worked to develop his physique beyond what his chores required. A mop of dark brown hair in desperate need of a cut topped his head. Jon had thrown on a good pair of jeans and his old high school gym shirt to face the day in. His mother was waiting for him in the kitchen.

“Living at college has made you lazy, look how late it is," his mother said pointing to the kitchen clock.

“Ma," he rubbed his blue eyes, “it's seven-thirty."

“I've been up since four-thirty, so was your dad." she crossed her arms staring down at her son with the same blue eyes.

“I don't have class before nine any day of the week. This is me getting up early now."

Jon sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of juice from the pitcher. His mother's hair had more gray in it than it had in January. Jon didn't know if that was time's fault or his younger brother's antics.

“I suppose I will still feed my lazy son," she cracked a pair of eggs into the pan with the bacon.

“Thanks ma, where is Billy at?"

“He's up at school, basketball practice. Billy will probably be hanging out with the Jones' boy till dinner time rolls around," she popped some bread in the toaster, “so, how's the new semester going so far?"

'So far, so good. I did well in the midterms, I might make the dean's list this semester."

“Glad to hear it, your grades weren't terrible last semester, but I know you could do better."

“Yeah, I knew that math and English class were going to kick my butt, that's why I took them first to get them out of the way."

Jon's mother put a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast in front of him on the table.

“Thanks ma." Jon started to eat.

“How was that spring break trip to the mountains with your friends."

“In a word, cold," Jon laughed, “I think I was the only one who could stay outside long enough to run the grill. Still, it was fun."

“Now I know you boys were out having a little fun up in that cabin, but you're staying away from those wild college parties, right?" she raised an eyebrow.

“It's not my scene, ma," he took a bite out of his toast, “you get maybe two red cups of beer while standing around in a crowded house blaring whatever crap counts as music in the city. I'd rather just hang out with my roommates with a fresh pizza while watching the sports channel."

His mother nodded, but Jon wasn't sure he convinced her. His uncle Bob had told him years ago his mother had been a real party girl until she settled down with his dad. So far two of her three children showed no sign of this wild streak, but then again Billy was just starting high school.

“So, what are you planning for today."

“I want to go ride out into the woods then go for a hike. Just spend some time outside before I have to head back to school tomorrow."

His mother's face changed, she looked worried.

“Ma? What is it?"

“You better talk to your father before you head out."

***

After breakfast and saying bye to his mother, Jon headed out to find his dad. He found him coming out of the barn. His dad looked the part of a middle-aged farmer, from his old trucker hat, to his plaid shirt, overalls, and heavy boots. The hat hid most of the thinning dark brown hair Jon had gotten from him.

“Hey dad, I was thinking of taking a ride and a hike today, but ma said I should talk to you first, what's going on?"

“Yeah..." his father scratched the back of his head, “I had a feeling you would want to head out there today," he sighed, “something has moved into the woods recently, like in the past week or so. They are definitely going after deer there, I found two carcasses myself."

“It's not poachers again is it?" Jon sighed.

“We brought in a game warden and he was certain it was animals that killed the deer. His guess was coyotes."

Jon raised an eyebrow, “it doesn't sound like you agree with him."

“Maybe it is, but I think it's something else. I heard some of their calls the other day, and they don't sound like coyotes to me."

“You think I shouldn't go then?" Jon said, his shoulders slumping, “Is that why mom wanted me to talk to you?"

“She's always worried, but come on, you were raised in those woods. Take your rifle with you, just in case, but whatever it is will probably take off running when it hears you coming.

***

Jon stopped his four-wheeler after pulling it just off the trail. He pulled off his helmet and looked around. Everything seemed like it always did at this time of the year. Jon jumped down and stowed his helmet and jacket, he would get hot hiking with it on. He looked at the rifle he had brought at his father's insistence. Jon thought on it and ultimately decided it was better safe than sorry.

Jon loaded the rifle and slung it over his back and started his walk. It felt good to be walking out here in these woods. It was where Jon's father had taught him how to camp and hunt. He had spent a lot of time here with his family and friends over the years. It was just as familiar as the farm to Jon. He walked down an old deer path going deep into the woods. As accustomed as he was to the sounds of the woods, he knew right away when something didn't belong.

Jon stopped in his tracks as a long howl echoed through the trees. It was answered by several other howls. His dad was right, those weren't coyotes. Jon was unsure what to do. Part of him wanted to head back to his ATV and get out of the woods. But a larger part wanted to know exactly what was stalking the woods. Jon took his rifle into his hands, checked the safety and waited.

Jon didn't have to wait long. He heard another batch of howls and got a direction this time. Jon headed off into the bush slowly, scanning his surroundings and listening for anything out of the ordinary. The woods got quiet, that was never a good sign, it meant the animals were hiding from something.

Jon heard a noise ahead. Making sure he was downwind, he approached carefully with his rifle at the ready. He saw some shapes moving in the trees. At first he thought it must be people given the height and rough shape. That didn't make Jon lower his guard any, poachers were as dangerous as any wild animal, and armed to boot. Something seemed wrong about the whole thing. Ahead he saw a large tree that had fallen over and got down on his hands and knees.

Jon crawled slowly on the ground and peeked over a fallen tree. He blinked his eyes, not believing what he saw. Four creatures were gathered around a freshly killed deer, they were on two legs, their powerful bodies covered in fur. Their heads looked like wolves, muzzles full of teeth, large triangular ears on top of their heads.. Two of them had to be females, their hips and chest were just like that of a human. It looked as though the more mature male was in charge. His coat was brown and gray. The mature female was brown and gray as well, but her coat was more speckled. The younger creatures were both light brown, but there was some variance between their lower arms and legs.

This is impossible...this can't be real...

Jon was thankful to be downwind. He watched the scene play out through his scope, it looked like they had just gutted the dear with just their claws.

They could do the same thing to me, or ma, dad, Billy... as he thought about his family he focused on the largest of the creatures and flicked off his safety.

“Get your claws off that liver!" the large creature yelled out.

Jon was stunned, he took his finger off the trigger. That monster, that thing just talked.

I gotta get out of here! He started to back away slowly. Jon thought he was being quiet, but he wasn't quiet enough. One of the brown creature's ears twitched and he snapped his head over to Jon.

“Hey! Look!" He yelled out pointing to Jon.

The rest of the pack did just that and Jon was spotted. Jon clambered to his feet and took a wild shot to scare them off. The shot hit the ground and it only infuriated the leader

“Get him!" he roared and they bounded after Jon.

Shit!

As Jon ran, the barrel of his rifle slammed against a tree and knocked it out of his hands. There was no way he was stopping to retrieve it. Jon ran harder trying to put distance between himself and those things. His chest was burning as he ran harder than he ever had before. The monsters weren't trying to be stealthy as they chased after him, he could hear them crashing through the undergrowth and letting out short barks.

If I can just get to my four-wheeler!

He saw it right in front of him getting closer, he poured on every ounce of fear fueled speed he could find. That's when something hit him, slamming right into his back. Jon tumbled forward and he could feel whatever hit him holding onto him as he slid into the dirt. He tried to sit up when he found himself pinned down. A long tooth filled muzzle was right in his face. Warm brown eyes stared right into his own.

“Jonathan? Is that you?"

He was ready to be torn to bits, he wasn't expecting to be recognized. He stared slack jawed.

“That is you Jon, isn't it?" her voice, it was definitely a female that had him pinned, sounded familiar.

“Do we..." he managed to get out.

“Damn right we know each other, we've been neighbors our whole life."

“Susie?"

She nodded, “guess you're back home this weekend," she released him from the pin, but remained on him straddling his hips.

The other creatures caught up and surrounded them.

“It's Jon, dad," she said to a gray furred one in charge.

“Mmm," he walked over to them, “boy, you are in some serious trouble."

Jon's eyes darted around. Knowing it was Susie and now her father he figured out the rest of the creatures had to be the rest of the Smith family.

“Sir I...I didn't know it..."

“So, you think it's ok to take a shot at my family cause you didn't recognize us in our fur?"

“No! I just didn't know I- oh God! Please don't eat me!"

The young male, Susie's brother Randy started to laugh. A quick glare from Mr. Smith silenced him.

“Dad, come on," Susie said, crossing her arms under her chest, “what would you have done two weeks ago if you came across a pack of wolves in the woods?"

“Will," Mrs. Smith spoke up walking to her husband, “you can smell his fear a mile away, he knows he did wrong and no one was hurt."

“Sir, please, you know I lost my uncle in a hunting accident!" Jon pleaded. “The last thing I want is to have that on my conscience!"

“And we were hunting out of season, dad." Randy added.

“And what do you think he was doing with that rifle?"

“I wasn't hunting! Dad was worried there were coyotes out here or...something..."

Mr. Smith sighed, “yeah, or something."

“Dad, he had that rifle because of our hunting, I told you something like this would happen if-"

“Susie, don't you start this again."

“Dad, you need to expand the pack, we need a safe area to hunt in or the next human with a rifle won't miss."

“Um, I don't want to get involved in your family business, I should go..."

“Nice try son," Mr. Smith crossed his arms, “I'm not just going to let you go."

“Will..."

“Don't 'Will' me, Janice! We let him go and next thing you know everyone is going to be melting down the family silver."

“That's why we need to expand. Besides dad, what are Randy and I going to do? We need other wolves."

“She's right, it's not fair to them," Mrs. Smith said softly, placing her hand on his shoulder.

He nodded, “yeah, it isn't," he turned to Susie, “alright, you got your wish, but you got to take care of Jon, you hear me?"

Her tail wagged excitedly, “I will!"

Mr. Smith lowered his head down and gave his daughter a quick nuzzle, “come on, let's give them some space."

“But dad, why can't I stay and-"

“Don't drop that on Jon just yet, besides it would be weird with your sister there."

Mrs. Smith put her hand on Randy's shoulder, “Later tonight you can have some fun with Jon, don't worry," she turned back to Susie, “When you're done you two come on back home, ok?"

“Yes mom, love you."

The rest of the smith family took off back towards their house. When they were out of sight Jon spoke up.

“Are you going to let me up?"

Susie smiled down at him, “Are you going to try and run again?"

“No, at least, not yet."

“Hmm, you are an honest boy, aren't you?" She climbed up off Jon and helped him to his feet.

Jon winced a bit feeling the bruises and scratches he had gotten during the fall. He dusted himself off and looked over at Susie. She was just standing there, but Jon could tell she was ready to spring. He didn't fancy his chances even this close to his four-wheeler.

“So," she pushed a strand of hair out of her face, “I guess you have some questions."

“Your family, you're...werewolves?"

She sighed. “Yes, but we just call ourselves wolves."

“Were you guys always...were, I mean, wolves?"

Susie shook her head. “No, only for about two weeks. It started with mom, she then tainted the rest of the family."

“Tainted?"

“That's what it's called when you make a human a wolf."

Jon's eyes went wide “why would she do that on purpose?"

“Why wouldn't she? What mother wouldn't share this with her family." she shook her head, “you don't understand yet what it feels like. I want to share this with everyone close to me," she wrapped her arms around herself and sighed, “I am so much happier this way."

Jon looked up at the afternoon sky. “So, the moon?"

“Yeah, nothing to do with it. Here, let me show you." She closed her eyes and triggered a shift.

The change seemed to happen everywhere at once. He could hear her bones shifting in her face and feet, but if Susie felt any pain it didn't show. her fur seemed to shrink back down into her skin, and although her mass decreased she kept a strong lean tone to her frame. Susie opened her eyes again and smiled.

Jon blushed deeply trying hard to keep his eyes on her face.

“What? I should look like you remember me, more or less."

“I remember you with clothes!"

She rolled her eyes, “Oh come on, you know what a woman looks like, don't you?"

“Well, yeah but..."

“Just as well, this will make things easier," she walked up to Jon and pulled him into a tight embrace.

Even in this form Susie was a lot stronger than she used to be. Jon struggled a bit, but all that did was reinforce the fact that a naked woman was holding him.

“It's been tough," she said softly, “mom and dad have each other, but there is no one for me to have fun with.

“What do you mean 'fun'?" Jon was trying to keep calm and failing.

“You know exactly what I mean, even if I couldn't smell your interest, there's this." Susie pushed her hips up against the bulge in his pants.

“Hey, now, that's not fair..." He couldn't help the reaction his body was having to her.

“What's not fair is I've been a wolf for two weeks and I have no one but myself to get off with," she started to kiss his cheek and whisper, “I bet it's been a while for you too..."

In truth it had been. Jon swallowed hard, he knew for a fact that Susie wasn't really a human anymore. At the same time, he had always liked her and here she was practically tearing his pants off in the woods.

“Wait," Jon shook his head, “what about your dad? He's ready to kill me as it is!"

“He's mad you took a shot at us, yeah, but he's rational enough to know you were just scared and nobody got hurt. Years from now we'll all laugh about it on Thanksgiving." she giggled before slightly nipping his ear, “besides you heard dad, I finally get to expand the pack, starting with you."

“When he said take care of me," Jon tried to take a step back, but Susie just held him tight, “he meant taint me?"

“Don't be scared, it's amazing, just let me help you through it..."

Susie kissed his cheeks, neck, lips, anywhere she could reach. Occasionally she licked or nipped as well. It was weakening Jon's resolve moment by moment.

“You-you don't have to do this," Jon rested his hands on her hips, “I could just-"

“I want to do this," her kisses felt so good, “you're not a virgin, are you?"

“No..."

“Good, that will make this less awkward," she grabbed his head and pulled him into a long deep kiss.

Susie felt his resistance crumble as he returned the kiss, his tongue sliding against her own as his hands grabbed her hips tightly. Very slowly she broke the kiss smiling.

“Are you going to bite me?" Jon whispered

Susie giggled. “It doesn't work quite like that, though we might end up exchanging a few love bites."

“How-how does it work?

“Relax Jon, it's not painful, well, ripping through your shoes is, so make sure you take off those boots." She giggled again. “I don't have any refined essence on me, so I guess it will be the old fashioned way," She reached down and pulled his shirt over his head.

“And you're sure your dad..."

“Let's just leave it at wolves are a lot different than humans when it comes to sex." She started to kiss him again as she pulled him down to the ground.

Jon's hands started to wonder about her body. She put her hands on his head and directed him lower on her body. Jon got the message and kissed his way down her neck and chest.

“Normally Jon, I'd love the slow romantic stuff, but right now I need some release..."

Susie pushed Jon pretty firmly, forcing him down between her legs. He was a little surprised to find her shaved clean. Jon didn't get much time to admire it as Susie pressed his face into her slit. He took the hint and started to lick.

“That's it," she sighed, spreading her legs more for him.

Jon rested his hands on her smooth powerful thighs as he continued to lick.

“Go deeper," she moaned, “I need you to really taste me!" her hands tangled into his hair.

Her words turned Jon on and he licked her harder and deeper. He moved his hands close and spread her slit wide to get more access. Susie just moaned, keeping his head tight against her slit. Jon started to really get into it. She could tell the difference not only by his intensity but by his scent. The lingering fear was gone, replaced by just lust and desire.

“Keep...going, I'm almost..." Her back arched off the ground and her thighs clamped down hard around Jon's head.

Her cry of climax echoed through the woods. Susie kept Jon's head tight against her slit as he slowly licked, letting her down gently. Her itch now scratched, she released his head from her vice-like grip. Jon panted being able to breathe freely again, he lifted himself up on his arms and looked down at Susie.

“Not bad," she giggled, pulling him into a tight hug.

“For a human?"

“Hell, I don't care, at least it isn't my own tongue for a change." she giggled some more before kissing him deeply.

Jon returned the kiss, running his hands over her body.

“Hmm, yeah now you want to make out."

“Do you want me to stop?"

“No, but let me know when you start to feel an itch on your tailbone."

“That's oddly specific."

She just giggled and pulled him back into a kiss. The pair entwined their legs and held each other tightly. Jon suddenly broke the kiss and lifted himself up off of Susie.

“The hell? how did-"

Susie giggled as she reached around. She let her hand slip under his waist band to scratch him.

“It's kind of a warning, that you're about to shift for the first time."

He sighed as she scratched him. “But you didn't do anything to me."

“All of a wolf's, ah, bodily fluids, contain essence, the greatest amount is in blood."

“Well, thanks for not doing that..."

“Yeah, we normally use blood only to refine essence powder. The second highest concentration is in, well, sexual fluids."

Jon realized why she had insisted on him going down on her now, “oh,"

“I'm going to shift back now, I want to really enjoy this. You should get out of those pants and boots if you want to keep them."

Jon rolled off her and started to unlace his boots. He watched as the process reversed itself, her brown fur regrowing over her body, Susie's bulk increasing, the way her ears grew pointed and shifted up her head. It was fascinating to watch her, even as he stood up to strip out of his jeans he didn't take his eyes off of her. Her smile spread across her muzzle as it grew out from her face. She stretched out her body, now fully shifted back to her wolf form. She crooked a finger at Jon and he dropped his jeans on the ground and climbed back on top of her.

“I'm, ah, sorry I thought you were a monster," his cheeks flushed red, “actually, I think you look pretty hot like this."

“I'm glad you think so," she very lightly drug her claws down his back, making him moan, “I love this body. If I didn't have to put on my skin I would always be in my fur"

“Really?"

'Well, maybe not for taking showers. That's the one thing skin is better at than fur, drying."

Jon chuckled a bit, “is it weird to pet you?"

“Nah, no different than caressing my skin, go ahead."

Jon gently touched the fur on her muzzle. Susie smiled and leaned into his hand, encouraging him to stroke her fur. He ran his hand down her neck and across her shoulders. In the middle of all of this the itching stopped.

“Ah, it stopped itching."

“Good," Susie licked his cheek gently, “you're probably going to get a lot of urges and images flooding your mind soon, don't bother fighting them. Just give in."

“I don't-"

“Don't worry, you won't hurt me, that's why I shifted back. It's what I want you to do to me. Just let the wolf take over."

Jon managed a nod. He started to feel a little strange. Jon was breathing hard and he felt flushed and warm, almost hot. He looked down at the smiling muzzle of Susie.

“Whenever you're ready." She whispered, lifting her hips up to grind against his hard member.

Jon let out a long low moan and lowered his head to her neck. He meant to kiss her but as he got against her fur he opened his mouth and bit her without thinking. Susie moaned and arched her back against him

“Oh god yes, don't hold back!" a growl edged into her voice.

Jon breathed hard, things were going cloudy. He needed Susie, he had to take her. He shifted his hips, his now rock hard shaft rubbed against the wet slit. Slipping into her folds, he thrust in fully. Susie let out a surprised bark but quickly smiled. She grabbed onto his hips, digging her claws in slightly.

Jon had never much cared for his dates scratching him before, but now it seemed to spur him on. Jon started to thrust hard into Susie, making the she-wolf moan. Susie could feel his grip growing tighter. She opened her eyes and saw his muscles already increasing in size. Before long dark brown fur began to sprout across his chest and limbs. His ears lengthened into points and migrated to the top of his head. She heard a growl escape his lips as his nails lengthened and thickened into claws.

Susie stopped holding back, digging her claws deeply she growled right back. She could hear the bones in his feet popping and cracking as they changed into paws. He lowered his head to Susie's neck and chest, she could feel his elongated teeth as he nipped and licked her neck and chest. Looking down his mostly furry back she could see his new tail growing out from the base of his spine. Jon pinned her down by the shoulder's pounding hard as his face started to stretch out into a long muzzle.

Susie closed her eyes, losing herself in her own animistic passion. Her hips thrust up to meet Jon's powerful strokes. Both wolves growled as the moment drew close. With one final trust Jon threw back his head and howled. Susie wrapped her legs around his waist as her howl joined his. Jon collapsed back on top of Susie. Both wolves were panting for air after that final howl. Susie held his head against her chest as the final part of the transformation took hold.

“Just relax Jon," she whispered in his ear, “let the memories settle in."

Jon's breathing slowed and he opened his eyes. He breathed in deep, truly smelling the world for the first time. Jon shifted slightly, moving to look at Susie.

“I thought you would make a fine wolf." She reached up to scratch behind his ear.

Jon leaned into the scratch before burying his muzzle against her neck, licking and inhaling her scent.

“Jon, I'm glad I ran into you today."

“Me?" he pulled his head up, “I took a shot at your family today because I thought you were monsters!"

“I know, but no one was hurt, hell, it's not like you had silver bullets in that rifle."

“But still-"

“But nothing, That little accident has finally got dad to expand the pack. He's been too worried about keeping us a secret, we should have tainted all the neighbors a week ago."

“That would have been quite the welcome home."

She giggled, “Well, at least you weren't solo for the transformation, it's a hell of a lot better with someone else there."

“Yeah, I noticed." he lowered his head to nuzzle Susie.

“So, do you understand now why my mom tainted us?"

“Yeah, but are you going to recount every stupid thing I said as a human?"

“Oh yes, you owe me that."

“Yeah, I guess I do," he lowered his head and nuzzled her some more.

Susie closed her eyes and sighed, enjoying the intimacy. Eventually though, she patted him on the back.“

Come on, let's get home."

Jon nodded and got up with a long stretch. Susie watched as he learned to walk on his paws.

“You are a fine looking wolf." She said as he bent down to pick up his shirt.

“Oh, how did I look as a human then?"

Susie shrugged her shoulders. “Better than average."

“How come we never dated back in high school then?"

“Because you never bothered to ask me." She grinned back.

“Oh, right."

She giggled and Jon collected the rest of his clothes. He tossed them in a pack mounted to his four wheeler then looked at his helmet.

“This is a problem, isn't it?"

“Yeah, they don't make helmets for wolves just yet."

“I'm not going to ride without one, you remember what happened to my cousin Henry..."

“Just put it in neutral, we'll push it back. We have all this strength, might as well use it.

Jon nodded and they did just that. Each wolf took a side and started to push the ATV towards the Smith home.

“I have to ask, why was your family hunting out of season?"

“Well, with four hungry wolves living at home now we were really going through a lot of food. Dad figured if we hunted with tooth and claw we wouldn't get caught."

“Then I showed up."

“Heh, it was bound to happen sooner or later, I'm glad no one got hurt," She turned her head to face Jon, “how did you miss anyway, we weren't that far away and I know your dad taught you to shoot better than that."

“I had the shot, then I heard your dad talk. I wasn't expecting a bunch of monsters to start talking in English, that threw me off. I was about to lower my rifle and back away when Randy spotted me. I wasn't even aiming, I thought the shot would scare you all off."

“You know, you shouldn't run from wolves, it only makes us want to chase you."

“Sure I know that now," he laughed, “I thought you were a pack of monsters going to eat me, not the Smith family grabbing some take-out."

Susie laughed. “Take-out, Randy will like that one. Say, is your older sister over?"

“Clara? She's working tonight in town. Just me and Billy home tonight, Why?"

“I figure dad and mom are going to invite your family over for dinner tonight."

“I'm guessing we're spending the night then," Jon smiled, “not that I mind."

“I'm glad I won't have an empty bed tonight," Susie's tail started to wag behind her

“Now that you mention it, me too," Jon's tail wagged as well.

It didn't take them too long to reach the smith farm. Randy was waiting for them and helped them push the ATV back behind the barn.

“Hey, Jon, I found your rifle on the way back," he folded back his ears, “but the barrel is bent."

“Damn, well I deserve worse for taking a shot at you guys."

“It's ok Jon," Susie patted his back, “you don't need a rifle to hunt anymore."

“I guess, but still, it was a gift from my grandpa."

“You can always have it re-barreled," she said, giving him a nuzzle.

“Mom said she wants to talk to you two," Randy reached out and took Jon's hand, “after that, you think you could come up to my room for a bit?"

Jon blinked at first but then smiled, “yeah, as long as Susie doesn't mind" he gave Randy's hand a squeeze before he let it go.

“I suppose I have to share you until we get more young wolves in the pack," she giggled, “we're going to be passing you back and forth all night Jon, sorry."

Jon leaned forward and gave Randy a tender nuzzle, “I'll see you in a bit."

Randy ran off ahead. Susie giggled at his eagerness.

“Are you sure you are ready for that?"

“Actually, yeah, but let's not talk about it, I want to keep it in my sheath while I'm chatting with your mom.

Susie giggled as they walked into the kitchen. Mrs. Smith was on the phone. Jon was surprised how easily he could pick up his mother's voice on the phone.

“Oh, that's them coming in now,"

“Oh good, I was getting a little worried before you called."

“Betty, I'm a mom too, I understand. So then, six is good for you guys?"

“Yes, as long as Billy can get home on time, I swear that boy..."

“Alright, I'll see you then, bye," she hung up the phone.

“Hey Mrs. Smith, Randy said you wanted to talk to me?"

“Janice dear, we are in the same pack, for now."

Susie's ears canted forward, “wait, what do you mean 'for now', mom?"

“Neither of you are cubs anymore. You two should really go form your own pack." Janice turned to Jon, “your parents will agree with me, sometime after dinner anyway.

“But we-"

“This isn't the dark ages, we're not about to physically chase you out of the pack, but maybe you should head back with Jon to school tomorrow."

“What about the farm?"

“We can handle it, besides soon all the farms around here will be a pack, we'll be fine."

“Jon, what do you think about this?" Susie touched his shoulder.

“I have to go back to school, It would be nice to not have to sleep alone anymore. But the three guys I live with, we might have to win them over to you moving in."

“We could get them some pizza, with some special topping, that might change their minds."

“See?" Janice said as she slipped an apron over her fur, “you're both ready to leave and form your own pack."

“Let me get a few things packed," Susie smiled, “I've got the time while you visit with Randy."

“You cubs have your fun now, you'll need to keep it down while Jon's parents are here."

“At least until we hear some howls." Susie giggled.

“You sure you don't need any help?" Jon offered his hostess.

“It's fine Jon," Janice gave him a tender nuzzle, “you can help me clean up after dinner, go on," she smiled.

“Alright I'll see you later then Mrs., I mean, Janice." he turned to follow Susie upstairs.

“When you're finished with Randy, think we can get together and plan a bit?"

“Yeah, I'd like that," Jon leaned in to gently lick the side of her muzzle, “as soon as Randy passes me back."

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