I was a young teen. Fourteen, maybe. I was walking home from the grocery store, and decided to take the scenic route home instead of the usual one.

After five minutes of walking, I hear a howl. I couldn’t conceive a wolf living in Tallahassee, so I guessed it was my imagination.

But… I hear it again… It was louder, closer even. I was scared. I looked around, I could hear something rustling through the bushes, but I had no idea where it was coming from. Suddenly, the noises stopped. It was only when I smelled the faint scent of blood over smelly dog breath that I realized what it was. I turned around. Good god, it was a massive thing, eight feet tall. It was black, fuzzy, handsome, and it had some beautiful eyes, with a serious expression on them both. Looking straight ahead of me, I could see its massive, 10-inch, unerect dick, wobbling with every step it took. Its mouth, massive, was enough to swallow a man whole.

I was ready. Falling into the handsome beasts arms, I was lifted into its gaping mouth. I was going to die young, but my time would not go to waste. I could feel my dick, pressing up against my jeans, trying to fully erect. I could smell its hot breath, all encompassing my nostrils.

It clamped its jaws, blood oozing out of my legs. The pain was bad, but bearable. I was having a true orgasm, nothing compared to fapping to the Deviantart page I followed.

But, unexpectedly, I was coughed out, landing on my ass. When I turned around, I saw an ugly, fat, naked, middle-aged man. Disgusting. It was nothing like the sexy beast I first saw.

It was the very next month, that I realized what I have become.

I was looking for some crack on the internet, after saving countless amounts of money to afford it. When I looked down, though, I noticed that my chest was more than hairy.

It was furry.

I grew taller. My muscles bulged, busting out of my shirt. My massive dick exploded out of my originally loose jeans. I knew what I had to do.

I jumped onto my neighbors house, and howled, trying to attract the mate I knew so dearly.

He came, the same eyes, the same expression, the same, beautiful, wobbling dick. Oh… Yes… I pounced, and we wrestled all down the hill, humping each other head to toe. He shot his hot, white load all over my chest, and I lapped it up like a good boy should. It was glorious. And… I felt it… The sensation of unleashing my own load, coupled with being my true, furry self was more than bliss, it was indescribable how I felt. It all went inside his massive, gaping asshole, oozing all the way down to the tip of my giant werewolf dick.

I finally got tired. We rolled over on our backs, and looked at the moon.

“I wish we could do this every night” I said.

It didn’t sound like that coming out, but I knew what it meant.

“I do too.” He whimpered in reply.

The sun was coming up. We were at it all night, apparently.

“See you next month.” I gave him a wink.

“You too, kid.” He said back.

I am always waiting for the full moon to come again, but when it does, I truly feel alive.