Mike limped towards Alex's sensible-to-a-fault four door silver Hyundai, wincing with every step. Alex had easily darted through the forest, his feet were tough enough to walk over sharp rocks, his balance sure, and his mental map of the woods nearly perfect.

Mike, on the other hand, had fallen on his ass every few minutes, and had started bleeding from both feet thanks to his total lack of woodcraft and barefoot activity. Plus he was sure they'd been wandering in circles, and had made that comment clear. No amount of "we've been walking downhill this entire time, how can we be going in circles?" could shake that.

Now that they were at the car, he practically broke down in tears in relief.

"Sorry about all that. I can't shift during the day, and I really can't carry you." The 90 lbs wimp said apologetically, looking at the red tinged footprints.

"Yeah, it's fine. I've dealt with worse. Just give me a bit to sleep." Mike said, leaning against the car, suddenly hyper-aware they were in public and naked.

Alex shook his head. "I have a medical kit in the car. Just sit down, I'll take care of it." He popped the trunk, and unlocked the door. Mike looked hesitantly at the light colored faux-leather, until Alex threw him a towel and he could wipe off some of the mud he'd picked up.

Alex did the same with his feet and hands, casually cleaning himself off on the roadside, before walking over to Mike and looking at his feet. "Shouldn't be an issue, have alcohol right here. Just need to clean it out." He knelt down and started carefully fixing the wounds.

Mike felt a familiar stirring in his crotch, as this cute guy was helping him, though a much more powerful rhythmic clenching in his ass grabbed his attention as well. Alex's breaths deepened, and his cock stirred as well. He looked up, either in confusion or anticipation, and noticed Mike's manhood staring him in the face. A wicked gleam took over, and he opened his mouth, hands coming up, when a flash of... something darted across his face and he shook his head.

He professionally finished bandaging Mike, and got into the car, while Mike sat there confused and inexplicably hurt.

The two drove away in silence, heading somewhere. Mike wanted to ask questions, such as "where are we going" but was hampered by two things. One, he suddenly felt like he'd spent the entire night doing vigorous exercise and, two, he realized that the sun rises before 5 am in the summer. Allergic to the idea of two four o'clocks in one day, he leaned against the glass and fell asleep.

Not long afterwards, Mike was nudged awake. He blinked blearily in the early morning air. "Erm, what?" They were outside an apartment building, and Alex was wearing a towel around his waist, poking Mike through the open window.

"We're at my apartment. If you want to come in, you're welcome to. If not, I'll call an Uber, and grab you some clothes." Alex said, apparently trying to control his emotions, and started walking inside.

"I'll come up!" Mike said, his enthusiasm surprising himself. "I mean, I need to take a shower anyway, and I'd like to know more about what's going on."

Alex nodded, and the two took the stairs and two hallways to get to Alex's door. Alex was far enough ahead that he had to poke his head around the corner a few times to make sure Mike found the right place. And he had the apartment door open by the time Mike caught up. Mike walked through into a fairly sparse space, kitchenette, large computer setup, some random posters, and an exercise area. A couple doors probably opened into closets, the bathroom, and the bedroom.

"You can take the first shower, I have something I need to take care of." Alex said gruffly, pointing to one of the doors and walking over to his computer. Mike nodded and walked in. Not much to say, clean, no objectionable design choices, an array of functional over beautifying products, and a plunger. It was the Hyundai all over again. Boring practicality.

Mike shrugged. Whatever, it was still a shower. He turned on the water and hopped in, then realized that he didn't know where another towel was. The one he'd walked in with was smeared with mud and worse.

Mike walked out of the shower and headed for the door. He opened it and looked out. "Hey Alex, do you have-" Mike stopped when he saw Alex angrily pushing a massive bulge in his towel down, evidently trying to control his libido. Come to think of it, Mike hadn't seen Alex's front since they'd sat down in the car. Was Mike making Alex that horny? Would have made sense from how he acted as a wolf...

Alex spun around at the noise, looking like a teen who had been caught white handed, the clear outline under the towel, complete with a wet spot near the head, surged upwards. Alex looked at himself with undisguised disgust, and gave up on trying to keep the towel on.

"Is there anything you need?" Alex asked, trying to keep up something approaching the demeanor of a good host. The gritted teeth, leaking precum, and heavy towel hanging off a massive pole might have undermined that to a degree.

"Erm, I need a clean towel."

"Use one of mine, they're clean."

"And I'd like some soap."

"There's a few in the shower."

"And a nice cock to suck on."

Alex's hips shuttered at that, and the massive hunk of meat slapped against Alex's stomach. "Erm, that might not be a good idea." He said in a slightly strangled voice.

"Why not?"

"I'm infectious...."

"I'm already infected."

"Look, it's magic, but I think if you don't get any more of my body fluids, you'll go back to normal. If you keep this up... you'll change."

Mike opened the door and walked towards Alex, towering over him, half lidded eyes demanding everything.

"I think I want that." Mike said, touching Alex's cock.

Alex squeaked, and didn't respond, just started looking Alex up and down, his cock leaking and pulsing in time with his heartbeat.

Mike pulled slightly, and Alex walked forward like a dog on a leash, following Mike into the shower.

It'd warmed up nicely, and the two got in, though Alex seemed like he'd frozen up. Mike got onto his knees and started washing Alex from foot to head, doubling back as needed.

Alex's feet were not fully human. They almost seemed to have the beginnings of pads on them, which probably explained why he was able to walk through the forest so easily. Similarly, his toenails were slightly pointed, vaguely claw-like. Strangely enough for a werewolf, his body was nearly hairless, which helped as Mike took great care to feel the muscles throughout his body. They were hard and strong, even if they weren't built for looks. Mike was less confident that he wouldn't have been able to carry himself back to the car, though he supposed that sinking in mud and twisting an ankle was a pretty major concern.

His ass was great, tight and pert, and his hole opened easily to Mike's intrigued inspection. It seemed like it was extremely sensitive, Alex clamped down on the invader and tensed, pressing as hard as he could, the amount of pre dripping from his cock noticeably increasing. Mike could feel a weird doughnut shaped bulge towards the front, large enough that it seemed to redirect the entire tunnel. Pressing there caused Alex to shutter and After a few seconds, Alex relaxed, and Mike continued his exploration.

Alex's shoulders were average for his height, and his hair was short, about the same length as his fur. Not buzzed, just long enough to have some styling, with a fade on the sides. Thick eyelashes rimmed piercing blue eyes, and a cute nose complemented his cute kissable mouth. Around him, like a cloud, was a weaker version of that same spicy smell from last night, which reached down to Mike's stomach and sent him quivering, balls churning and cock hardening.

Mike finally moved into the piece that interested him the most, Alex's manhood.

It was darker than the rest of him, almost tanned, veiny, and uncut, the foreskin fighting a losing battle to contain the head. Mike held it with both hands, there was more than enough room, and gently started rubbing it. Alex clenched his hands and groaned.

"How big are you?" Mike asked. It honestly didn't look like someone could take it. His hands couldn't wrap around the shaft, and he wasn't sure if he could open his mouth enough to give it a blowjob. Alex grabbed a bottle of lotion nearby and squeezed it on his dick, and Mike started picking up speed, feeling the hard heat pulse in time with Alex's heart.

"Around... 10... inches." Alex gasped out.

"You sure? That thing looks longer than my forearm. And thicker." Mike said, honestly worried. Alex didn't respond, just nodded. Alex's cock was like a faucet, dribbling a continuous stream of precum, his massive egg sized balls pumping up and down in their sack.

"There's no way those are natural." Mike joked, reaching down and feeling their heft. It was like holding a medicine ball; Mike was surprised that Alex didn't walk bowlegged or need special underwear.

"Got bigger after... first shift. Dick... got three inches." Alex started humping against Mike's questing hands, looking for relief. Mike grinned evilly, and started teasing his glans. Alex hoverhanded, wanting to join in, but enjoying Mike's ministrations. Mike decided to take pity on him and knelt down and added his mouth to the mix, moving his hands back to the thick, textured shaft. Maybe he couldn't give all of it a blowjob, but he could certainly try to lick it.

The cock loomed in front of him, thicker than anything he had tried to swallow, longer than anything he'd considered putting up his ass... well, considered. He gave it a tentative lick, and got a blast of that spicy smell, this time it ran down his throat and filled his lungs and nose. His own cock went wild at the concentrated pheromones, and he dribbled a few drops of milky fluid when his ass clamped down on emptiness and pushed on his prostate. It was bitter, salty, and Mike was sure he was going to come to love it.

Mike enthusiastically attacked the cock, trying to shove as much of it inside his mouth as he could, while wanking it off with both hands. Alex aided him by grabbing Mike's head, making the strokes longer and harder.

"Suck it." He commanded, and Mike couldn't resist. He sucked for all he was worth, andhe just managed to get the engorged head past his lips. Alex must have been on edge for a while, his balls pulled up and he groaned and pulled, trying to force the dick down further.

Mike's jaw felt like it was going to unhinge as the invader tried for his throat, but he didn't have enough experience. And Alex unloaded, spraying half a dozen blasts of cum into Mike's waiting mouth.

The sheer amount of Alex's scent, especially when it was coating Mike's entire mouth, was enough to send him over the edge. Mike moaned through the thick mouthful of cum as his cock shot a few weak spurts across Alex's feet. Mike swallowed, again and again, as Alex's slowly softening cock slipped from his lips.

"Damn, I need to try that again." Mike said, luxuriating in the sensation, leaning back into the spray.

Alex nodded, slowly coming down. After a few seconds, he started sniffing, and ended up with his nose pressed into Mike's neck.

"You alright?" Mike asked.

Alex's growl and growing erection answered that question pretty well. Mike got a blast of Alex's pheromones, and soon only had eyes for his swelling dick. "Bedroom?" Alex asked, panting, his cock rising towards his pecs.

Nodding, Mike grabbed a towel, rubbing quickly, before passing it to Alex, who did the same. Mike opened the bedroom door, revealing a somewhat messy room with a standard sized bed, though the sheets did have that higher quality sheen about them. Alex pushed him inside, and pressed him up against the wall, barely missing a bookcase.

Mike was startled by Alex's look of aggressive lust, but, to be fair, it was pretty hot. Especially when they started making out. Mike couldn't resist Alex, the feeling of their hard cocks pinned between them, slowly getting slicker as the leaked precum, though it mostly boiled down to Alex being cute as anything and Mike being a total slut when presented the opportunity.

Mike pressed back forcefully, their tongues fighting for dominance, as the two spun around each other, somehow ending up on the bed, Alex on the bottom. They kept making out, their scents driving each other insane, cocks hard and leaking against the other. Mike started kissing his way down Alex's hair dusted chest, past his defined abs, and was surprised by a thick pelt of pubes. He looked up, and Alex's face was pushing out into a muzzle, his nose twitching, and teeth lengthening.

So... horny, he turns into a wolf. Mike decided, and decided to keep it going. Mike dove onto Alex, cupping his balls and feeling them swell, becoming heavier and heavier. His other hand reached around to Alex's back entrance and pressed in, then started rubbing around Alex's prostate. Alex growled at the sensation on his crotch, and whined at intrusion in his ass, grinding back and clamping down, his cock starting to leak a cloudy fluid.

Alex swelled, expanding in all directions. His muscles gained definition, then inflated, causing the bed to creak as the amount of weight on top doubled, then tripled. His growls became deeper, more powerful, vibrating the bed, as fur started growing in, slowly covering him from head to foot. Mike kept playing, though he swung his leg over Alex. He wanted unrestricted access to a couple parts during the change.

The next shift was around the hand up Alex's ass. Alex's prostate, already larger and more sensitive than a normal human's, flexed and swelled, encompassing the entire rectum, and it contracted around Mike's fingers. He pulled out, then made a fist and pressed back as hard as he could.

Alex howled, probably waking up most of the neighborhood, and a long thick blast of cum decorated the headboard, followed by a dozen weaker shots, shellacking the werewolf and Mike. Mike's head spun at the smell, and he turned around on Alex's growing form, straddling his hips. His head was slowly becoming more wolf-like, muzzle extending and fangs growing in. His ears had already migrated to the top of his head, and were twitching at every one of Mike's moans.

Alex lay there panting. "Fuck, that was hot." He said groaned, eyes closed. His voice was deeper, huskier, surprisingly unmangled by his muzzle. His eyes shot open, and he looked down at his much larger self. "What's going on?" He asked confused.

"What? You're turning into a werewolf." Mike said, having adjusted to the fact when the wolfcock rearranged his insides.

"But I... blank out. Can't speak. Can't control myself." Alex said, watching his fingernails fall out and sharp black claws take their place.

Mike decided there was entirely too much talking, and started playing with Alex's cock. It was still mostly human, still very large, resting on top of two large furry balls. Alex's confusion meant that it was softening, and Mike decided to fix that.

Mike grabbed both their cocks and held them together, the layer of cum making them nearly frictionless. The two were nearly the same size, Alex's unshifted softened cock and his own achingly hard one, even if Mike probably gained a few inches by sitting on Alex's lap. He started thrusting against the softer cock, his hands making a tight passageway to push through. Alex looked down and, with a wolfish grin, added his hands to the pile. The cock surged, hardening against Mike, and forcing his hands apart. Alex's cock rapidly dwarfed Mike's, until it barely came up halfway, then it started softening again. Alex whined as he pushed harder, trying to get more pressure, but the cock flopped limply against his belly fur.

Alex looked sheepishly at Mike. "Erm... sorry about that." Mike leaned down and started nuzzling the flaccid monster. Getting soft didn't look like it had changed much. Still could easily fit three or four hands, and... Mike jerked his hand back as Alex's fur spread to his shaft. He frowned, annoyed at the sudden risk of carpet burns.

Still, the head was clear, and it seemed to be changing, becoming pointed. Mike started rubbing it. Alex whined at the stimulation, leg kicking at the air. Mike rode the jerking, and watched as Alex's cock started hardening again. Oh, right... wolf. Mike thought, looking at Alex's newly formed massive sheath, hiding the full majesty from sight. Only one way to fix that. He thought, continuing to play with Alex, watching inch after inch of mottled red werewolf cock push out.

As with last night, Alex's dick was scaled beyond anything human, and probably beyond most horses. It was deep red, with blue veins giving the smooth surface visual texture. The human part gave it an absurd amount of thickness and length, while the pointed head and general look was all wolf. It rose out of his sheath, and Mike pulled it up, rubbing it with his entire torso, as it grew to just beneath his pecs.

"Tight tight tight!" Alex whimpered, his claws flying to his bloated overfilled sheath, physically pulling it open, and a few more inches spilled forward, bulged out as if two fists were in the base. His knot.

"Fuck, I think you're bigger than you were last night." Mike murmured, head swimming from the smell of a growing, hulking, hypermasculine werewolf. Mike leaned forward and rubbed his entire body against the pillar, covering himself in the stream of precum pouring from Alex's slit. Alex stared at himself in astonishment.

"That's me?"

Mike tried to say "Every foot," but he was distracted, licking the cockhead. Instead he just hummed against it.

"I... can't... fit in anything." Alex said, crestfallen. Mike shrugged and stood up.

"Let's see." He said, more confidently than he felt. He stood up, legs on either side of Alex, and tried to line up the head with his hole. He wasn't exactly that experienced with anal play, aside from a human scale dildo on the rare occasion, but... he wasn't going to let this pass him by.

Arms at his side, cock bobbing in time with his heartbeat, Mike breathed out and slowly lowered himself. The steel hard pointed cockhead easily spread Mike's ass, and he stopped to take a few breaths.

"I think you're a little tense." Alex growled, staring in rapt fascination. "Come here." Alex opened his arms, and Mike stepped forward, the cockhead popping out again. He crawled up Alex's body, not sure what was going to happen.

Alex engulfed Mike with his arms, and kissed him. Ok, it was a little messier than that. Lots of slobber went everywhere, but the goal was the same. Mike kissed back, leaning into Alex, head swimming in his smell, trembling at the sudden assault. Mike stiffened as Alex's hands grasped his ass, then relaxed again as he started massaging down there. Mike felt his ass open up, demanding something, anything. Two of Alex's fingers, each as thick as Mike's dildo back at home, pushed in, and started loosening him up. Mike's eyes opened wide, mouth open in a silent O. He couldn't believe how good that felt, not even playing with his prostate.

Mike shuttered as Alex easily spread his asshole, rapidly opening far past anything he would have considered even possible before last night. Mike's cock started leaking cloudy fluid, and he wanted to grind against anything he could. Alex held him still, laughing at his response. Then he looked at Mike's open hole and his eyes widened in wonder. He lifted Mike up, and inspected it. Gaping, completely clean, and glistening with... something. Experimentally, Alex tried moving his fingers, and they slid easily, coated by Mike's apparently magical self-lubricating asshole.