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"Mmmph... mmm..." Peter mumbled, his eyes slowly opening as he woke up, the sun shining through the window onto his face. He sat up, letting out a loud yawn as he came to, glancing over at his clock. "12:15... man, I must have been sleeping like a log!" He stretched himself, getting to his feet. "We must have been up till the early hours watching movies... wait... were we?" He paused, trying to remember what had happened the night before.

The previous night was all a blur to him, though he felt amazing for reasons he couldn't quite determine. At least until he caught sight of himself in a nearby mirror - Peter gawked in response. He was ripped, like he had worked out for months. It didn't make much sense - and then he looked at his dick, confused when he saw what was there.

"What in the world..." He blinked, looking at his maleness. Aside from looking just a little larger, there appeared to be a fine coating of what looked like fur running across it. "That can't be normal, can it?" He looked upwards once again, noticing his new physique. When he looked directly into the mirror, he saw that his canines appeared to be sharper as well.

He also became aware of the smell of meat cooking from the kitchen, prompting a growl from his stomach. Maybe Eli would know what the hell had happened, the thought. And he was hungry to boot, so food sounded like it would help.

"Feel great, though..."

He washed himself fairly quickly, throwing on some clean clothes before heading down to the kitchen. As he made his way down, he could hear his friend humming away to himself.

"Hey there - I was starting to think that you were never gonna wake up!" Eli joked, hearing his friend's footsteps as he entered the room.

"I sure slept like the dead, that's for sure. So, do you know what happened last night? Because man, do I feel good..." Peter chuckled as he found a chair and sat down in it, looking at Eli with a slightly confused expression. It wasn't like him to just forget things like that.

"Last night?" Eli tried to recall, finishing cooking their meals as he moved onto preparing them. "I've got to admit, it's a bit of a blur in all honesty..." He tried to think of something, anything from last night. "I mean we were watching movies together, I think..." He paused, attempting further to recall. "I think... I think something bit me..."

"Bit? Do you know where?" Peter questioned - Eli wasn't moving around like he'd been attacked by anything, but by the same token, it might not have been too big and the injury had stopped hurting by that morning. As he tried to remember himself, it was still a blurry void in his mind. Something either was outright missing, or his own recollection was incomplete.

"Er..." Eli took a look at himself, soon locating the bite mark on his right shoulder. "This looks like the place... ya don't think a wild dog or anything got in, did you?"

"Wild dogs? All the ones around here are domesticated!" Peter laughed. "They'd only bite you if you did something to piss them off!"

Still, there was a bite mark on Eli's shoulder, which raised an eyebrow. It also looked like it had been there for a while, the mark there, but relatively faded against Eli's skin, which looked like it hadn't been broken by anything in at least a few months, if not longer. On a whim, Peter tugged down his left shoulder to peek, but couldn't get a good angle.

"Hey, can you see if there's anything?"

Eli moved in closer, taking a peek at Peter's arm. The bite mark was still there, but it wasn't as noticeable as it was before, as if it was healing faster than anticipated. "It's still there... well, just about." He moved back to the steaks, serving them up.

"You'd think we'd remember being attacked by something..." Peter mused as he looked at the food being cooked, taking a sniff. His stomach began to growl in protest of not consuming it yet. He was in the mood for meat, and he was more hungry for it than he'd ever been before.

"Eh, I'm sure it'll come back to mind eventually. Anyway, I do hope you like them, I thought I'd try cooking them just a little on the rare side today!"

Normally Peter would question Eli on if he were to even think of cooking anything rare for the two of them - unless Eli was cooking it for a client or in classes, he'd always cook them to at least medium, but at that point in time, he wasn't going to start complaining, hungrily tucking into the steak before him.

"Hey, no need to eat them THAT fast, I've got a whole tray of them!" Eli laughed.

Peter almost didn't hear him as he dug into the meat, the mental fog obscuring his memories starting to lift. He remembered his body changing, getting bigger, lustier, more dominating than he could ever imagine being. A slight chill ran down his spine at this. Was Eli in danger?

"Hey, ya still with me?" Eli asked, waving a hand in front of Peter's face. He had noticed, but he was busy recollecting the events of the previous night. It was all coming back to him... he remembered looking down upon Eli, pondering which of his needs needed fulfilling...

"You... uh... might want to rrrun..." He growled the last line a little, feeling warm under the collar. He had changed the previous night, and whatever he had changed into was making itself more than known in the darker corners of his mind, the smell of meat and Eli's presence waking it up quite nicely.

"Run? Run from what?" Eli asked, confused. "You're not trying to imply that something strange happened last night, are you?"

Peter could feel the presence within him growing stronger. It was still some time away from nightfall, but now it was awake, it wasn't just going to go back to sleep.

"I think I changed into something and we had... well, we might've fucked." He groaned as flashes from the previous knight kept jumping into his mind, unbidden. Something was definitely up with him, and how long he could keep it at bay he didn't know. It was already taking note of Eli.

"We might have... fucked?" Now Eli really was confused. "You... you sure about that? Cause I don't think you've had ANY interest in me like that before!"

"I know I don't, but this... this was something else entirely... I wasn't myself!"

"Maybe we should hold off on this until night or something? I can put these in the fridge and fry them up later."

Eli still looked confused by the whole affair as Peter groaned a little more. He had definitely done something with Eli, and his friend had rapidly gotten into it, which only confused him more. Werewolves weren't real, were they? This had to be some sort of bad dream or something.

"Might... might be a good idea for the time being..." Peter said, trying to focus on calming himself down. He went to get himself a drink, still trying to get a clear image of just what had happened last night, heading into the front room.

The rest of the day went by as well as could be expected, though the awkward conversation weighed on them both, and both men had proven to be ravenously hungry throughout the day, wolfing down their meals quickly. As night fell, Eli went back to cooking up the steaks, Peter's mouth watering.

"Still smells so good..."

"Man, if ya eat much more, you're bound to go pop sooner or later!" Eli giggled, watching them sizzle whilst he seasoned them. Again, he was aiming to cook them rare, and again, he'd normally question that, but he wasn't paying it much notice.

As the smell of the cooking meat hit Peter's nose, he felt his heart racing faster and faster, the moon peeking out through the clouds. He could feel what had been unleashed before banging against the back of his mind, wanting to take control. Needing to take control. Hunger was consuming him, though he couldn't tell if he wanted to eat or mate.

"Ghh...grrrggghh..." A growl left his mouth, his fingers gripping into the table as he felt the beast inside stirring, wanting to be released.

"Come on, I know ya might be hungry, but ya don't have to growl - you'll get your food soon enough!" Eli laughed, oblivious to what was about to happen.

"P-please run, this time I'm serrrious..." He practically growled, feeling his body tensing up and trembling, especially his arms. He watched as the muscles began to swell with power, like he was working out all the time. Claws were twisting themselves out of his fingernails. He fully remembered what happened. He was a werewolf, and he wasn't sure if he could control himself.

"Serious about wh....a..." Eli gulped when he turned around and saw Peter, lurching forward across the table, his sleeves slowly tearing across his building biceps.

"Just..... rrrrrrrRRRUN!!" Peter snarled through gritted teeth.

Eli didn't need to be told twice as the changes continued to wrack Peter's body, his legs starting to meet with the same changes, packing on muscle bulk in seconds, his feet warping inside of his socks as they elongated. He soon had digitigrade canine paws, though his body hair simply turned silver for the moment. He braced himself against a wall, leaving deep claw marks in it as he struggled for control over his own mind.

"Rrrghh....hrhrraarrrhhh!" The aspect of losing himself to the beast was a worry, but at the same time, it brought an odd fascination to it. His body heat was skyrocketing, his clothing feeling tight and uncomfortable as he started to remove it, using his claws to tear off his shirt. His jeans were tenting up the front, his excitement plain for him to see.

He couldn't believe how good this felt, despite the gnawing hunger in his stomach. Peter hoped that Eli could get away in case the worst happened and he tried attacking him. Turning his arms over, he admired the powerful, iron-hard muscles he had with an almost feral grin on his face. Why would he want this to be different? He almost missed a feeling just above his ass.

He felt his biceps, rubbing the muscles as they pulsed. He lurched forwards once again, the odd sensation growing stronger, causing him to look backwards, witnessing the start of a long, slender, oddly-furless tail breaking through the back of his pants.

Having a tail felt strange, and its furless state felt stranger still, but it was still wagging back and forth, as if satisfied over emerging once more. But that wasn't where Peter's attention was - he felt the area around his junk changing, his balls plumping up. Beginning to strip the rest of his clothing off, he let out a growling moan. This felt entirely too good...

"Fuuuuuuck... this isn't at all like the movies..." He huffed, leaning up against the wall, fondling his swelling balls in one of his clawed hands. The foreskin receeded back, pulling and gathering around the base of his erect shaft, pre dribbling down it as the changes continued, leaving him with a furless sheath.

He looked upon his new shaft with undisguised lust, the growing beast in him pleased by the changes to his equipment. An odd sensation prickled at his chest as he looked in a mirror, spotting more nipples growing in, his abdominal muscles also beginning to look even more ripped than before, a rush of euphoria starting to flood Peter's warping mind.

"Grrrhhhhhhh hhhaaaaahhhh!" He cackled wickedly, almost stumbling backwards as his heart beat faster still. His chest raised up and down with each frenzied breath he took, and he was quick to notice that it was pushing further outwards, his chest barrelling further and further, only adding to his inhuman appearance.

His chest began to barrel outwards, becoming broad and muscular, the euphoria taking him over fully now as he cackled like a lunatic, his body still pulsing with changes he wasn't fighting anymore. All Peter wanted was to mount Eli and fuck his brains out. If he wasn't changing like he was now, Peter would see to him joining his pack.

"Grrhh...grrahahh!!" He snarled, his claws digging into the nearby wall as his thoughts and attention turned towards his friend. The ravenous hunger he was feeling moments before subsided for now, playing second gear to the desire to mate. He knew that Eli couldn't have gotten too far, instinctively sniffing the air in an attempt to pick up his scent.

It wasn't hard to find where Eli had gone, and after breaking the door down, Peter could smell the smell of lust on the air, and it didn't belong to him. Inside the room, Eli was in a similar state, half-changed and looking lost in his increasing animalistic lusts. It was then that Peter's cock gained a knot at the base, tapering to a crimson canine point, growing thick and heavy in his still furless sheath.

"Rghhhhrrr..."

"Hh..hhrh..hhrrraarhhh!" Eli huffed and panted, turning to look at Peter. He tried to say something, but he was lost for words, looking lustfully at his half-turned friend.

"Mmrrgghh... looks like you got lucky last night...." Peter said with a teasing growl, stepping closer to Eli. He knew that he was going to love every second of this.

He'd never felt so horny before as he circled around Eli, growling as he ran his hands along his changing friend's body. The beast knew he could go for hours upon hours, and was more than prepared to. Lining his shaft up, he began to thrust in as deeply as he could, balls slapping against Eli's ass, his furless tail going back and forth in lust.

"GRRHRHAHAHHHHHHH!!" Eli yelped, Peter's ears twitching as he picked up on the noise. Despite the fact that Eli was reduced to feral growling, his ears were picking up on the noises as if he was still talking to him in plain English. He could hear Eli moaning through the yelp, only serving to fuel his lust, his claws resting on Eli's shoulders.

He kept thrusting in, slaking his seemingly unquenchable lust in the feral, primal manner his body was calling out for him to perform. Lips pulled back in a snarl, he could tell that the beast was starting to come out in Eli as well. They didn't need human words now - they could interpret their growls and moans easily enough.

"Rrrggh, tell me..." Peter growled, his claws digging into Eli's shoulders, balls deep into the changing man as he leant in closer. "How much of this can you handle?" He said with a cackle, their bodies still lacking fur, at least for now.

"Rrrrrffff...rrrrooowwwllll...!" Eli snarled back, clearly egging his friend-turned-mate on by this point, the two lycanthropes no longer even remotely opposed to their savage lovemaking, their faces still almost human, but with the feral, determined gleam of something far beyond the concerns of humans.

"Is that...unnff....so?" Peter's grin grew wider, his thrusting picking up in pace and thrust. They could feel their orgasms growing closer, preparing to trigger the remainder of their transformations when it happened.

Eli was more than into what was going on as he growled and clenched to egg his friend on, pre spurting from his cock. They could both feel their faces starting to warp slightly, the bones and muscles feeling off, as if there should be more there. Their changes had plateaued for the moment, but there was still one last plunge as Peter continued to hilt his friend-turned-mate.

"Mmrrgghh... always a modest one, aren't ya..." Peter growled, gritting his teeth as his grip on Eli's shoulders tightened, the claws piercing the flesh, drawing blood in the process. With one good thrust, his cock slid all the way into Eli's rump, the knot plopping inside, locking them together.

It wasn't long before Peter could feel his orgasm building, his balls churning with his new seed and his body beginning to tense up as he felt it all coming to a head, a singular, primal urge welling up in his throat, feeling as natural as breathing. As he came into Eli, he let out a loud, primal howl.

"Grrrhhh.....HHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!" Peter threw his head back, his howl joining Eli's as his canine cock spasmed inside of his friend, firing off quick, thick bursts of white-hot cum. Eli's own shaft spurted alongside him, spraying everything he had onto the bed beneath them.

As the pair howled, their faces finally began to push out into lupine muzzles, teeth sharpening in their extending mouths, tongues changing to fit, noses darkening. Their ears shifted and tugged upwards into triangular shapes as, when the orgasms finally died down, their faces were now fully wolf-like.

"Rrrrrhhh... this is a fucking good look for us."

"Mmmrrrhhh...." Eli growled in contentment, a sound which Peter heard as him saying "Yeah, I could get used to this!"

Peter took a look over at himself, admiring his strong, beastly body, his powerful features. "Although, I think that something's definitely missing from all of this..."

The answer as to what was missing soon made itself apparent to the pair as Peter watched his hair begin to thicken at what would've been an alarming rate were it not for his current lycanthropic metamorphosis. It wasn't hair at all, but rather his fur coat growing in, feeling quite good, and he couldn't help but grin when he felt it reach his tail, giving it a more proper appearance over its former hairless state.

"Mmrrrggghh... that's more like it!" He grinned, his tail wagging as the fur steadily consumed the two of them. Surprisingly, the growth felt just as intense as the other changes had been earlier, a moan leaving their lips as they felt their bodies growing closer to orgasm once again.

It didn't take long before the fur had completely engulfed the pair, giving them their proper appearances. The sheer pleasure of being complete was too much to hold back from and with a howl in unison, the pair soon came again, the room a thorough mess, but neither of them seemed to mind much, or really care if they ever changed back.

"Mmrrhrh...hrhrhhr..... Ooooohhh yeahhhhh...." Peter was left panting, huffing as he waited for his cock to soften up enough to allow him to pull away from Eli, a growl of content leaving his maw as he rested back on the bed. "Now we're in business!"

"Mmrrrrrruhhuhh..." Eli growled, voicing his approval.

Looking over himself in the mirror, Peter couldn't help but love what he saw. A tall, barrel-chested and muscular anthro wolf grinned back at him, the low light of the room reflecting off of his silver fur. Eli's own black and silver fur looked equally as fetching, the lupine duo enjoying their newfound state.

"You know... if we are werewolves, we're gonna need a pack."

"Mmrrrrhhh... mmrehehe..." Eli chuckled. He knew of a few friends of his who would more than likely be interested in becoming werewolves, a few of them coincidentally being part of the cooking classes he was attending.

"Perfect, you should see about inviting them over once you've turned back tomorrow. I know of a few friends myself, though some of them are a little bit out of the way... I'm sure we'll find some way to get to them. As for now, though..." He smirked, his stomach loudly growling, accompanied by Eli's own - the transformation had left them quite hungry, and they knew they wouldn't be able to keep that wild, animalistic hunger subdued for long.