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Wolfhood: Reborn

by TimidTabby

Chapter Three: Waxing

Warm euphoria blanketed Aiden's back from head to toe, sighing pleasantly as his eye fluttered open. Blends of green and brown were all he could see; his eyes pained by even the dimmest light that they remained half shut, waiting to adjust. While doing so, Aiden sat up on crossed legs stretching out his arms and hands, the rays of heat covering his backside now upon his chest and face. The warmth and stretch felt wonderful, elatedly smiling as he leaned forward and fell onto his hands; standing on the balls of his feet, stretching his entire body out to send the waves of euphoria throughout all of his being. This posture also felt good; despite the awkward curvature of his upper body with his rear end hanging high from long legs, Aiden felt that this stance was natural.

It felt more...animal.

His sight adjusted; eyes gazing ahead blinking in disbelief as Aiden finally realized where he was. Nothing but untamed grass; dark brown loose and rocky earth, a scattered array of firs, oak, and maple grown all around him seemingly blocking the sky if not for an empty path ahead of him where the sun was rising. This is the woods deep beyond the borders of town, nothing but the vastness of the wild as far as Aiden could see from his current location. Seeing the snowy peaks of the twin mountain ridges pass the thinnest canopy of leaves, Aiden surmised he had traveled right from his apartment where the road there takes you through the backroads of town into the valley. How far deep he had managed to wandering and at what direction he had gone since alluded him. His eyes were shaking from the shock of the situation, shivering as a small gust of morning gale revealed he was stark naked.

"No way," Aiden muttered quietly, shaking off the alien desire to stay on all fours climbing back up to his feet. He attempted to remain relax as he started cautiously walking about in an aimless direction, but the passing breeze chilling his nudity and the uncomfortable pressure of stepping over jagged ground and twigs were only adding to the panic riddling his being. It was an awful lot to take in, most people normally not having to deal with waking up in the middle of the woods. And it was perplexing even more having to contemplate how he was getting home with his dignity and sanity intact.

Aiden tried to wrap his head around this mess, desperately searching for answers to make sense of his predicament. Fear gripped tightly like a noose around his neck, staggering in his careful steps as the fright was slowly draining his strength, feeling as if he might be close to having a panic attack. It wasn't the trying to get home part safe and stealthy-like that bothered him the most, nor the fear of embarrassment getting caught by passing pedestrians or motorist; his streaking journey getting tossed around like a legendary rumor or a folk song. What really had Aiden reeling was the fragmented memories concerning his late night activities recalling his blind date, bedding said date, and the impossible metamorphosis he had undergone.

Did all that really happen last night?

One palm pressed against his forehead hanging under his chest; Aiden's tried to keep his mind focused siphoning through the stuff during and after his failed erotic romp. The night was supposed to have been his moment of truly becoming a man, to walk beside those that had tasted and achieved adulthood, albeit in the form of sex. But the moment had suddenly turned sour just as the experience bloomed to rapturous heights, being rejected before he neared his climax.

Oddly enough; despite the incredible fact that he may be a shapeshifting Werewolf, a ting of pride and satisfaction surfaced in his fragmented thoughts knowing how close he had gotten to tasting the virtues of real sex. In fact, Aiden felt surprising springy and elated in his mentally frail state almost as if experiencing what people called the 'afterglow' of intercourse. Maybe having that brief sensual moment with Vivian was enough to register just how wonderful intimately mutual sexual relationships could be with another person.

Either that or perhaps he was mistaking the afterglow for the usual gratification of solo relief. Aiden didn't bother to look down between his legs, but a curious hand cupped his groin detecting the familiar sticky coating of his spent seed drying over his sensitive head and sheath. Considering how the date had ended it was more likely he found time to get the job done himself hiding somewhere within the woods to secretly seek his built up release.

Still Aiden wandered, idly stroking his sheath without much thought, I can't believe how far I got in the first place. I never thought I would get past the embarrassment, but she actually liked it. Someone was actually turned on by my dick. What the hell were the chances of that?

Aiden took a reprieve from his trek to rest against one of the many tall trees in these woods, looking up through the branches admiring the morning blue sky as the memories of his date started to repair, letting out a sigh as he pictured Vivian in his mind. He was reminded how sexy she looked in her sultry state; how supportive she was after learning of his deformity; how aroused she made him pretending to be an horny animal as well.

If that 'other' problem hadn't put a dent in our love making, I'd be a real man by now. Maybe this was fate telling me something. After all; did I really want to lose my virginity to her?

_ _ A deeper pondering question was why Aiden had agreed to go along with Gary's blind date idea in the first place. He should have known his friend would pick some random fetish bimbo all in the pursuit to get him laid. Maybe they were the kind that Gary didn't mind scoring with aspiring in being a player for life, but Aiden doesn't share the same promiscuous lifestyle. He wanted his first time to be sensational; to be with a woman he could relate to and fall for, to surpass the planned one-night stand. It had to be with someone he could truly love; Aiden needed a soulmate.

Soul...mate...

Aiden sensed he was starting to zone out, fingers raking the trunk of the tree he rested against; his nose flaring and voice murmuring soft growls as a familiar primal arousal encroached. He shut his eyes tight; crossing his arms over his chest fighting the wild urges taking hold. Surprisingly; he didn't have to fight long as the hidden beast quelled quickly leaving Aiden to continue pondering his life.

These urges...this wolf inside of me. How long has it been there waiting to take over? It's the monster's fault I'm like this. I never cared about sex so badly until now, and these primal urges spawned it.

Aiden was considered as a standing upright citizen, keeping his nose clean and obeying the rules. His prudish stature didn't win him over many friends, or girlfriends even, and most people dismissed him as background noise. Living with inattentive stepparents most of his life; the loneliness didn't bother him quite as much growing up as he worked hard to make something of himself, obtaining his personal independence and keeping his personal identity while integrating with society like every normal human being in this world. It certainly would be better if he had a higher paying stable job and tons of money along with more affordable well-maintained living quarters. But his current lifestyle had worked out well enough, being able to relax living on his own while getting just as much excitement and stimulation getting involved with Gary's harebrained fun-time schemes.

Ever since turning 21; though, his views had steadily changed.

Thinking back to when he was young; Aiden realized the animal had been slowly stirring, remembering strange moments where he felt like wanting to act upon baser urges. Caught playing with dogs like a dog, gnawing at meaty bones in public restaurants, displays of animal aggression towards harassing bullies and misunderstanding teachers; these moments had come and gone but never staying chalking up these desires as a mental lapse of judgment. Even the fleeting occasions where something provoked him into arousal Aiden was both mindful of it and strong enough to willingly suppress said cravings, sex and sexual stimulation being of no importance.

But his inner wolf begged to differ; as time passed, Aiden was aware that it was becoming harder and harder to control his lust. Two years ago; 20, simple sultry acts he had seen on television or movies were enough to set him off. A cheesy action flick sent him over the fence, the film containing a scene that had the characters in a hot and steamy situation. No one was more bothered by the erotic scene than Aiden, cringing urgently to fight back lustful urges swelling in his canine loins only to submit shortly after.

He had the decency to escape back out into the halls first, lurking away into the restroom checking that he was alone. Locking himself in one of the bathroom stalls, Aiden shamefully preceded in undoing the button and zipper of his jeans; pulling away his clinging boxers to let his erect animal member breath. The deed was heavy on his mind back then, noting how sick it was relieving his sexual tension in a public restroom. But the longer he stroked the easier he relaxed, slipping into the euphoria of carnal bliss. It was even surprising how pleasurable the engorging of his canine knot felt despite the discomfort of his loins tensing and throbbing for the first time. The end result of his first solo act foggy in memory, Aiden believed he remembered howling softly when his orgasm came; his tongue sticking out in a heavy pant before hearing someone come into the restroom breaking his trance.

Had he experienced a wolfish transformation even back then?

Aiden no longer became a stranger to sexual pleasure, partaking in his solo acts every now and then when he was safe and alone. The animal behavior rarely reared its ugly head whenever the urge for relief hit him, his releases ending quite normally he assumed. Turning 21; however, had become the age of the wolf. Since his last birthday these primal yearnings had haunted him, making Aiden stir-crazy.

It had started with the dreams; the fantastical nocturnal hallucinations where he roamed the wild like a wolf, hunting and stalking prey, lured by the captivating scents of shewolves looking to breed. He would always wake up with his pillow or blanket in his mouth, lying on the floor on his belly naked, or both with his wolfhood and mattress or floor sticky with his nocturnal emissions. Aiden did his best to ignore the dreams and his awkward waking positions, but his lust had become harder to control a detriment to his normal lifestyle. It was as if his body was plagued with unbalanced hormones conspiring to make his life a living pleasurable hell if he didn't relieve his need immediately.

The fact that Aiden continued to be naïve to what was really happening to him is most likely what led up to agreeing with Gary's blind date offer, ravenous to fuck a willing shewolf; hungry to mate. His primal lust is what got the better of him, looking pass the obvious flaws Vivian possessed as a soulmate; caving into his desires to let his animal side out with his date provoking it with her own beastly kinks. Part of him thought the animal would quiet down and give him peace if he embraced its longing to mate, to feel free exploring the pleasures of acting like a wolf.

He hadn't accounted on actually truly turning into one.

Only now while contemplating his situation did the thought occur to check his body, running his hands over his bare legs and face, flexing his limbs and extremities spinning around in place for signs of a tail. They were gone; the lupine features of fur and paws, of a muzzle and tail had vanished. With the exception of his wolfhood; Aiden sighed heavily in relief squatting to sit against the tree again, relieved that he was human.

I guess this is my life now Aiden thought, groaning. I really am a monster; I'm a Werewolf!!! I guess...I always have been. The changes, my god; I thought it would hurt a lot more than it did. Was it because I was too horny to care about the pain? Have I...have I changed before?

The question entered his mind as Aiden thought back to the mess of dirt and leaves trailing his apartment floor leading to his bedroom. It might just be his mind playing tricks on him after his lycanthrope revelation, but he was becoming convinced that he had ignored pawprint impressions in the dirt stains. Worse still, a new memory rippling like a dream showed it wasn't the first time he had awoke in the woods, walking back to his apartment like a zombie before passing out on his couch...which explains the one morning he woke up on his couch with the front door wide open. It was shocking that none of his neighbors had asked him about any strange activities he may have been doing in the night.

What am I saying? This is bull; I can't be a Werewolf. That's just made-up monsters to scare people. Besides; werewolves change on a full moon, and it's still 3 days away. I must be interpreting my memories wrong; maybe I was just acting like a beast like Vivian claimed. Maybe I was having an alcohol induced dream...those can happen, right? Right?

But it did happen. It wasn't some kind of nightmare. Aiden had known something lurked inside him all along and he didn't want to believe it. The faint whispers that enticed his primal urges since he became an adult, to seek sexual pleasure by any means; could they been the voice of the animal, the wolf? Last night during the provoking and in mid-coitus, those whispers had gotten louder and Aiden now detected a wolfish tone in its voice, even animal calls and cries mixed within. His inner wolf had sought sex and by finally complying Aiden had managed to crack the lock keeping the beast in its cage. The wolf had gotten a taste of freedom.

And Vivian knows about it, probably having told her friends or even the cops by now. Hopefully they would have noticed how impaired she was by the heavy intake of Tequila shots, compromising her story. He felt sorry for what he had put her through, but was less sympathetic to how she was going to move on. Her mannerisms and advances gave him the impression that Vivian was a born slut, getting what she need from one guy and, once bored, moving on to the next. A sly grin pulled across his face thinking about it, amused at how timid and paranoid Vivian would be the rest of her life with another man, never knowing if her next fuck-buddy was another wolf.

Or maybe she'll regret never finishing our consummation. She might be human, but her soul screamed dog, if not wolf. She would have loved the end, feeling us knotted and taking my potency like a real bitch...and then beg for more...

Snickering murmured through his lips, heavy panting followed shortly after. Catching himself; Aiden shook his head shutting his mouth and trapping his lolling tongue. His amusement faded realizing how awful belittling Vivian sounded in his head. What was most troubling was whether that was his inner wolf talking or Aiden himself saying these things.

Another brush of cold wind brought Aiden out of his contemplation, goosebumps crawling over his skin. He finally decided that he would have to work out the hazy details of his night and situation later focusing on finding his way through these woods and back to his apartment like before. However; as he observed earlier, Aiden had no recollection of ever coming out this far into woods. His only clue was the twin peaks being closer to his position, meaning he had gone east from his apartment. But even knowing that; Aiden had no idea which path would lead him safely back to civilization or down a wrong turn into a pitfall or a valley of thorny bushes. Trial and error were his only options, and after an hour of nothing but aimless wandering through the forest, a part of him was certain he had passed by a certain boulder three times. His hope was ebbing away as Aiden attempted to take a few steps to the left, and then to the right until he paused, groaning.

This is crazy! Aiden thought, pressing one hand against his temples, the other keeping his wolfhood covered for modesty sake_. I don't remember what direction I took off in last night. I've never been this far out. How am I supposed to know which way is...*sniff sniff* ...Hey! Is that ground beef and flour I smell?_

Drawn to the smell of Mexican delicacies; Aiden began to walk dazedly towards the scent, tongue lolled in anticipation as his walk shifted into a steady run, the unevenness of the earth under his feet not much of concern. The smell got stronger after a few minutes of running, pausing ever so often to sniff the air frantically for the source of the cooked meal. Taking a brief reprieve behind a thick tree trunk Aiden rested forward against it, peering deeply ahead with primal fascination. The smell was instigating a hunger he had felt before, maddening as his mind raced with images of wild life; prey. Huffs and grunts began to change to rapid consecutive soft barks, his inner wolf starting to surface again.

And a part of him seemed to welcome it.

The bark of the tree Aiden grasped around cracked with a scrapping sound, feeling his nails throb as a sharper set began to unsheathe from underneath them, digging into the tree in reaction to the rising tension building up. His face and spine started to twitch and swell, pressure increasing as tugging ears listened to audible pops and sickly stretching. He could feel it, his face trying to push out into that short lupine muzzle; his spine lengthening and feeling the small short stub of his animal tail growing. And the more it tried to come out and change him, the more he liked it; accepting it.

It's what you are, the whispers spoke in his head again, returning more vivid and clear than ever before. Let out the beast. Go Wild! You're a wolf, after all.

His head cocked back high, the strain forming over his body intensifying as he succumbed further to his inner wolf's wishes. His voice wanted to let out a triumphant howl, to express his willingness to be possessed and transformed, to see how much more wolf he could become. He wanted to change; to be made whole, to be freed.

"I'll take a Carne Asada Burrito, por favor."

His human rationality jumped back into Aiden's mind the moment he recognized that voice, despite being too far to see the source of the food. But it was close, and the owner of that voice may be his only chance in surviving humiliation from the world...though it was going to be hard explaining why he was nude in the woods. Shaking his head; regaining his composure, Aiden resumed his dash towards the smell praying that Gary would still be there.

The land began to slope steeply until he nearly stumbled down to the edge of the woods, spotting a beat-up street. Examining further Aiden discovered he had arrived to the road that traveled through his old high school district. A passing car stole his attention, evading behind a tree to keep from being noticed, looking out once more to finally see the source of all that deliciously grilled ground beef and chicken wrapped between toasted tortillas. One of the three Mexican food trucks that circle around town had made a morning stop near the school, looking to snag any early-bird customers from hiking school-bound teenagers. Grilled Burritos this early in the morning would normally seem ridiculous, but this town had its share of weird consumers and their appetites. And walking into view behind the back of the food truck was one of those exact customers, Gary, chowing-down on his breakfast burrito boasting a smug look over his face.

That cocky asshole; not a care in the world when I'm out here in this miserable predicament freezing my ass off and possibly going crazy.

Aiden's nostrils flared and lips pulled back to bare grit teeth as a menacing snarl escaped, recalling that it was Gary's idea to hook him up with the horny bitch Vivian; that he had known about his deformity and even told his blind date to play into her fetish motives. He dialed back the aggression as Aiden sensed what it was doing to him, feeling the wolf surfacing again wanting to keep it under wraps until he could better understand what was going on. He would knock Gary down a few pegs later.

Aiden was about to call out to him, and then drew back instantly. Shouting out to Gary would draw attention to any passer-biers and increase the chances of getting spotted. But there wasn't much he could do from this distance without Gary walking towards him on the other end of the road, or without a cell phone handy. Aiden looked left and then right, somewhat more assured of his chances of grabbing Gary's attention with the absences of other pedestrians.

"Gary!" Aiden shouted waving a hand to make sure his friend's attention was caught.

Gary's eyes widened as he looked around, at first not noticing where the voice came from, if there had been one at all. Another cry made Gary do a double-take straight across the road, surprised and stumped as he clearly could see Aiden from across the street hiding behind a tree; nude. It took him a moment before Gary grasped the reality of the situation, checking both sides of the street before he walked across and met his naked friend.

"Aiden? Is that you?"

A heavy sigh exhaled from Aiden's lungs, jittery but relieved that there was a chance of reprieve from this nightmare. "Damn sure glad to see you around here, Gary."

"Yeah, the same," Gary chuckled nervously, unsure what was going on. "What are you doing in there? Taking a hike?"

"Um...something like that. Listen; Gary, I need you to help me out here. I'm in a bit of a mess."

Gary's head tilted animatedly to one side, taking another bite of his burrito. "Yeah; I can see that," he mumbled with mouth full of food. "Did things go south with Vivian last night? How did you manage to fuck THAT up? I practically handed you the perfect woman."

Gary laughed heartily; Aiden growled a very real animal growl under his breath.

"Not certain what your idea of 'the perfect woman' is to you."

"I'm not joking, dude. Do you know how long it took me to find a sexy hot momma like her, and one that was turned on by...well, you know." Gary completed his statement with patting his groin.

Aiden glared. "Which remains me...WHEN THEN HELL DID YOU FOUND OUT AND WHAT RIGHT DID YOU HAVE TO GO AROUND TELLING PEOPLE ABOUT IT!?" he yelled, snarling as his beastly rage tried to break free again.

Gary took a step back startled by his naked friend's fierce snarl, frozen as his mind registered Aiden's odd animal mood as he wiped off some greasy crumbs from his cheek. "No need to get testy, bro," he said coolly shaking off the fright. "Besides, I think the bigger question is why it even exists at all. It's not normal, Aiden."

Another animal growl wanted to sound but Aiden snuffed it out, embarrassed to admit that his deformity was still a concern. "I know. I...I don't know why I'm like this."

Aiden jumped from the sharp slap of Gary's hand against his back, seeing him laugh while remaining cool about the situation. "Dude; chill. Yeah it's bizarre, but I think it's kind of cool. It just means you were born to be the Alpha Dog around here."

"Ma-maybe," Aiden agreed softly, and irritably. Part of him wanted to correct Gary about the whole species grouping, but he choked it down not wanting to give his wolf side anymore fonder to stick around. "Anyways; I don't want to go into it right now. Do you have your car?"

Gary took another bite, pointing behind him on the opposite side of the street revealing his Honda parked along the curb.

Oh sweet lord; thank you for tiny miracles.

_ _ "Wait here, buddy. I'll pull the car over here and grab a sheet to hide your nude bod."

"Thanks...wait; why do you have a sheet in your car already."

"Because of Sophie," Gary muttered, stuffing the last of his Breakfast Burrito down his gullet as he jogged back down to the street.

Oh great Aiden groaned rolling his eyes. Sophie is Gary's husky and, while normally very polite and obedient, she always got to frisky around Aiden. It's of course assumed that Sophie could smell the canine loins off him, which only made it more awkward whenever she tried to play with him occasionally sniffing his crouch and whimpering to see it. And the worst part was how his body always reacted to her curiosity, immensely ashamed that he could be easily aroused by a damn dog.

But I guess I know what to blame for those feelings Aiden sighed, hoping Sophie would be asleep or exhausted.

His ears tugged at the sound of Gary's engine revving up, watching him make a very reckless U-turn. Adrenaline already coursing in his veins seeing the opportunity, Aiden made a dash to the car neglecting morally to hide his shame as all that mattered was getting from point A to point B. His fingers clenched under the handle of the passenger car door, gripping and pulling back several times before he realized it wasn't opening. Gary bellowed into spurts of laughter as an oncoming vehicle was quickly approaching from behind.

"GARY!" Aiden screamed, hearing the doors click soon after and jumping head first into the backseat almost knocking into the excited husky on the other end.

"Sorry, man," Gary apologized, covering his mouth to repress anymore of his laughter. "You got to admit though, this was pretty funny from my end."

Aiden felt his throat wanting to let out another beastly growl, teeth thirsting for Gary's neck. All he could do was shake his head violently, waving his arm between the front seats telling Gary to start driving.

"Your place or my place?" Gary questioned.

"Your place for now, I guess. I need to borrow some clothes. I'm not going to try walking back to my apartment with the super looming around now."

"Ok, ok," Gary chuckled, accelerating back onto the road.

This could have gone better Aiden thought as he sat back against his seat, his moment to think and relax shortened as Sophie greeting him as she always did, jubilantly barking and sniffing his body.

"I told you to wait for me with the sheet, dude," Gary pointed out.

Aiden managed to look around the car with the husky bombarding him with slobbering licks. "What sheet?" Aiden questioned seeing no signs of one.

"Oh yeah," Gary cried, "I didn't bring one."

Aiden sulked into his seat as Gary laughed, keeping a firm hand over his groin to shield the playfully dog from doing any funny business.

* * *

A sudden bleakness grumbled inside Aiden's stomach as he pulled one of Gary's shirts over his head, feeling unusual sully and awkward. It wasn't from wearing someone else's stuff though. It felt more like disgust for even wearing clothes. Aiden figured this was what this inner wolf of his was thinking, moaning as he forced his arms to pull down the shirt over his stomach, his animal cock attempting to peek out under the denim jean waistline.

Dammit Aiden growled in his mind. Why do I still feel so horny? Just go back in your pouch already, for heaven sakes.

Immediately; his answer came as flared nostrils became peaked by the smell of fur and musk, Gary's bedroom riddled with Sophie's scent. He didn't like the fact he was being turned on by the husky's presence, his mind already contemplating sick images of what he might do if Gary's dog tried to present. All Aiden could do was think about Baseball and cold showers (and some old wrinkling lady) sighing in relief as his animal shaft trembled and softened hiding back in its sheath.

"Please; just let me get through this day," Aiden prayed in whisper as he walked out of the room and headed downstairs.

"So are you going to explain what the heck you were doing out in the middle of the woods; naked?"

Gary was waiting for him downstairs straight into the living room, his head hung back behind his sofa with a wide grin. Sitting behind the sofa next to Gary's legs was the grey coated family husky Sophie. Her eyes looked up to Aiden with wide-eye fascination, her tail wagging frantically as she let out a friendly greeting bark. The way she looked at him began to bother Aiden.

"Quiet, girl," Gary commanded Sophie. Sophie whined and bowed her head, a very well trained pet ever since Gary's family adopted her from the local animal shelter five years ago. Gary looked down on her, Aiden telling he was giving her the evil stare. Sophie whimpered some more as she brought her head on top of Gary's lap, her mood brightening again as she received affectionate petting over her head and neck. "That a girl."

Aiden walked around the sofa heading for the lone Lazy Boy chair to the left, hands crossed between twitching legs, showing his nervousness. Sophie looked back often, looking curiously at Aiden. That awkward sick feeling crawled up his stomach and into his throat as if about to hurl.

Please Sophie; don't get any funny ideas.

"Hey Gary," Aiden timidly spoke, "Could you put Sophie out in the backyard for now?"

"Why," Gary questioned grinning from ear to ear. "You getting any temptations with that animal dick of yours?"

Aiden glared his own evil stare. "That's not funny."

Gary laughed; Sophie barked gleefully ignorant of the discussion. "Kind of is, dude. But seriously; you touch my dog and I'll chop you up in my meat grinder."

"You don't have a meat grinder."

"Yeah-huh! Out in my garage. My Folks store that sucker until the summer. Make some kickass Bratwurst to grill."

"I think we are getting off-track here," Aiden pointed out, sulking into his recliner.

Gary laughed a little longer before clearing his throat giving Aiden a stern amused stare-down.

"So-o-o-o-o," Gary joked, "your explanation, pa-lease!"

Aiden huffed, exhaling deeply. "You mean about Vivian first, right?"

Gary smiled and nodded. "I definitely would like to know what happened with that too, yes."

As his mouth opened, Aiden quickly considered keeping the possible Werewolf scenario underwraps. Other than waking up in the woods with fragmented memories of last night acting like a beast, there was no real proof he could offer to make his physical transformation believable. The whole idea was still too outrageous to accept even for Aiden, what makes him think Gary would believe him?

Better to just give him the abridged version_Aiden agreed, _at least until I can figure out what's happening to me.

"Well, nothing happened." Aiden took a deep breath. "I mean, I guess something did happen. We were about to...you know. In fact we were, really. But...it just didn't happen, not because I didn't want it to."

"Uh-huh," Gary exclaimed, sensing doubt.

"Seriously, I thought I was doing quite well. But...something weird happened. Something very bizarre that scared the crap out of Vivian. I don't think we will be seeing each other again anytime soon."

"Are you kidding, man!?" Gary shouted in a soft uproar. "For the first time ever, you actually approved one of my hookups, and Vivian was the perfect fuck-bunny for a guy like you. What exactly happened that 'scared' Vivian away?"

"I...uh..."

"Come on," Gary pushed, "did you cum to fast? Did you get into some strange groove she didn't like? Did you get preachy all of a sudden? Did SHE have second thoughts seeing how real that dick of yours is?"

"No, I didn't," Aiden growled, that wolfish voice mixed through. Sophie noticed it, ears perked high and staring attentively towards him. "It was...fuck, you wouldn't believe me. But it's the same reason I ended up in the woods this morning. Something is seriously wrong with me."

"What the heck are you talking about, dude?"

Aiden finally turned his head and took another breath of air to help him through, realizing he needed someone to listen to his bizarre theory, especially if it was true. "Gary I think...I think I might be a...a...were...wolf."

Gary stayed silent with a gawky look over his face, chuckling less intensely then before but still amused. "A werewolf? You think you're a werewolf?"

"Well," Aiden continued, "I'm just as skeptic as you are. But it might now be as far-fetched as you think. I mean, for heaven's sake, you know what my dick looks like...SOMEHOW!"

Gary snickered as his face blushed trying to hold back his laughter. "I'll give you that, but I still don't think that automatically makes you a Werewolf, dude. Besides; it wasn't a full moon last night. Don't Werewolves change under a full moon?"

"I don't know," Aiden shouted, losing his cool. "Maybe not everything from the horror movies fit here. I'm new to this."

"Aiden; I think Vivian may have just pushed you into her little fetish world. I know; she let that little bit slip out when we were having a few beers together setting up the date. I figured that would help make the moment flow smoothly; put you in your comfort zone and not be afraid to get a little wild in bed. Plus; if she drank as much as she did when I was with her, you two were probably plastered to the point that everything looked blurry and crazy. I think the closest you would ever get to actually turning into a monster is if you were on shrooms at the same time."

"But something very weird did happen to me last night," Aiden continued, "something monstrous. I wasn't that drunk, I'm sure of it. And NO, we didn't take anything else or felt like I was slipped a Mickey or something. We started mating, I felt like I was turning into an animal, Vivian obviously saw the same thing. That's why she stormed off...she was more pissed off than she was scared shitless."

"Wait," Gary stopped him, slapping his right knee. "You can't seriously think I would buy this? Come on, nobody just turns into a monster while having sex, at least not physically."

"Look, I can't explain it, all right. And I'm not fucking lying. I did turn into a wolf...well, partial from what I could remember. But I saw it; my face grew out into a muzzle, my ears were as pointed as Sophie's, and I had claws breaking off my fingernails. I don't know what's happening to me. What if I hurt someone last night after I got out?"

"Did you see any blood on you this morning?" Gary pointed out. Aiden examined himself with his eyes briefly, pulling up his shirt and sleeves, shaking his head. "Then I think your soul is safe, dude."

Sophie left the comfort of Gary's lap to offer her friendly affection to Aiden, sensing his confusion and depression. Aiden hesitantly extended his hand out over the Husky's back, petting cautiously but fondly. Sophie became excited, leaping her forepaws onto Aiden's lap and licking his face happily. Aiden tried to shoo the pooch gently away, overwhelmed by the K-9's tongue licking, but ended up taking it as he found an odd familiar elation from it.

Something...beastly.

"Well, if you are a werewolf Sophie must sense it," Gary joked, snickering as he flipped the living room's 42 inch LCD television set on. "Like I said; don't get to chummy now, eh?"

Aiden ignored that comment, momentarily unaware that he had begun to return the enigmatic hyper Husky's affectionate licking without Gary noticing. The urges were sprung up both by the current physical act and from shattered memories streaming back into his consciousness. Sophie's licking affection was sprouting up unusual images in his mind, trying to focus on a fuzzy dark picture of a slender figure showering his face with the same excitement. The only thing Aiden could make out was its hair, shimmery silver strands that he could almost touch with his forepaws...and her scent.

Her? Aiden wondered, the picture of his amorous silver haired creature slowly coming into focus the longer he tried to hold the image in his head. Not Vivian. Did I...meet someone?

"Uh oh!" Gary bellowed, distracting Aiden from his spurge of animal behavior with Sophie.

"What?" Aiden answered, the mental scene of the other creature fading back into the primal recesses of his mind.

"I think someone must've been on Franklin Street besides us taking photos this morning."

Aiden raised an eyebrow to Gary's comment until he looked at the TV screen, his mouth agape. There was a news report on and the headline displayed behind the anchorman said "Wolf Man Spotted." Under it was a picture of something blurry between the gaps of two trees. It looked like a nude person racing between them

"Oh God," Aiden cried, shoving Sophie off his lap and stepping closer to the television screen. The Anchorman was discussing how one of the townsfolk, a hiker camping out, had spotted someone naked roaming the woods on the outskirts of town this morning. The hiker happened to have a high megapixel quality camera with him. Aiden's color drained as he dropped to his knees, whimpering as Sophie rushed to his side sitting next to him offering a friendly nuzzle.

"Wait, wait," Gary exclaimed, "listen. I think they're talking about someone else."

"Someone...else?" Aiden muttered silently in curious disbelief, the news report confirming Gary's words as the piece continued its interview with the Hiker describing what he had seen.

"It was bizarre," the eyewitness began. "This lady was just butt-naked crawling on the ground like an animal making these sounds like it was crying. I was stunned; I kept my distance a bit because I didn't know if she was crazy or some eccentric nudist or nature lover or something. I'm glad I did too; when I called out to her to ask if she was ok or lost, she turned me and gave me this fierce stare growling at me. I swear her eyes were glowing something yellow, and she flashed her teeth at me like she was going to bite me; she had fangs! She started approaching me on her hands and feet tensed up ready to come at me like a wild animal. I didn't stick around after that and I was lucky she didn't start chasing me."

"You said this was a woman?" The reporter asked the hiker.

_ "Yeah. She looked like a young lady too, probably not even in her twenties yet, but old enough to be out of Highs School."_

"Huh," Gary said, arms crossed and mildly amazed. "Guess you're not the only werewolf around."

Aiden barely heard Gary's words, attentively listening to the rest of the news report as the anchorman brought up the photo the hiker took before the "wolf girl" disappeared. The photo was slightly blurry but Aiden could make out the feminine contours of wolf girl's nude frame but not much else. What stood out though was her flowing shimmering silver hair, his eyes fixed on her locks.

_She looks...familiar..._Aiden pondered, images from his shattered memories of last surfacing again, recalling a figure with similar silver hair up close at his face...and from underneath. He could only hold the scene for a few seconds before it slipped away back into his stream of murky memories, but now a idea burned in the back of his head, nagging for resolution.

Is there really another Werewolf like me out there? And a female Werewolf? Have...have we already met? What does this mean? I-I'm going out of my mind, that's what it means!

But...she looks beautiful Aiden's thoughts growled softly, the primal whispers returning to voice its opinion. Beautiful...wild...fierce shewolf. Want to meet...make her mine...make her howl...

The whispers spell broke while the animal sensation lingered, distracted from his beastly thoughts by Sophie's nuzzling against Aiden's cheeks, wanting attention. Aiden chuckled at the husky's playfulness; feeling more relaxed than had been since this morning, his tongue lolled into a pant like hers as he shared his own affections with several laps to her nose, Sophie excited by his canine mannerism.

"Crap," Gary groaned, looking at the clock on the Cable-box's display, apparently not paying attention to Aiden and Sophie's interactions. "I got to get ready for work. You don't mind waiting here for a ride until I get out of the shower?"

Aiden looked back dazed taking longer to registered his friend's words while he was distracted by Sophie's hyper nuzzling. "Oh, no I don't mind waiting."

"Ok, dude. Don't you two tear up the furniture while I'm gone." Gary waved back behind as he raced up the stairs, hearing the bathroom door upstairs close behind.

Give the jokes a rest already, will you Gary? Aiden frowned, considering disobeying his friend's command as he thought about the couch cushions being mangled and the cotton and springs seeping through claw and fang marks. Instead; he decided to take his friend's seat reclining with his arms and legs sprawled, sighing.

Just when I think I'm starting to grasp onto some answers, new questions keep piling up. I probably could have dealt with this easier if it wasn't about werewolves and my own sanity. What the heck am I supposed to do? Should I just get over my fears and finally see a doctor? Should I be planning out going camping in a few days when the full moon comes? Am I just as crazy as that wolf girl on television?

Half expecting an answer from any force or divine entity, Aiden groaned in defeat laying his head back over the sofa, running a hand down his face.

Canine whines brought Aiden's weary attention from the top of the ceiling to down between his legs, Sophie sitting restlessly between them gazing up, tail wagging.

"What do you want from me, girl?" Aiden asked frustratingly. Sophie had always been spoiled by Gary when it came to attention and affection, which led to a lick and nuzzle war between Aiden and her always lasting for an hour or so before she finally got the message that he was tired or busy. He got used to the Husky's hyper playfulness, but Aiden had hoped she wouldn't bother him as much today. He could feel that inner wolf stirring the more Sophie tried to get Aiden to play, afraid that he could slip and start behaving like an animal; possibly change like last night. So he scratched Sophie's head and pet her back before motioning his hand for the dog to leave, but the dog continued to whine more and more.

"What!?" Aiden growled; his voice growing deep as he flashed his teeth. Sophie froze, but then she became excited again, her forepaws leaping onto Aiden's thighs as her panting maw hovered close to his face. "Please Sophie; I don't want to play right now. I just..."

His nose began to dance around suddenly, twitching and sniffing alertly to a new smell that wafted in his nostrils. The smell was kind of pleasant, even a turn on as Aiden's body flushed and grew hot, heaving a little as his current state of seating was becoming uncomfortable. His heavy breathing soon shifted into the primal panting he had become accustomed to, his eyes half shut as arousal struck hard over his reoccurring animal behavior, and that smell.

Smells like Vivian...but Canine. Real heat...real bitch...

Aiden's loaned clothes started to bother him once more, those animal urges telling him he would feel better nude like before. He began to grunt and growl as he tugged at the bottom of his shirt, bringing it up occasionally until he finally gave in to letting his chest and shoulders go bare. He instantly felt better, knowing taking off his pants would make he feel even more wonderful.

Sophie innocently watched Aiden's bizarre stripping, looking down between his legs as he reached for the button and zipper. He took notice of the Husky's observation stopping his actions, catching the abnormal behavior encroaching before it got any worse, though it remained waiting on the surface to possess him again. Aiden hung his head back, mouth agape panting harder from the beastly thrill, clasping his jaw tightly to cease it only to start snarling annoyingly repeating his behaviors.

Oh no; it's happening again. It's so hard to fight it. I don't feel like this is wrong. I just...I want to be me!

His eyes bugged feeling something pressed against the closed flap of his pants, sniffing vigorously. Sophie's nose had become attracted to the bulge formed against the fabric, Aiden knowing what it was. Before he could do anything the bugle drew higher above the waistline, the tip of his wolfhood peeking against his abdomen. Sophie's head rose back staring curiously, and then began to pant as her maw drew closer to Aiden's loins.

At first Aiden tried to wiggle his legs or move his arms to shoo Sophie off before she did exactly what he thought she was going to do, but his limbs seemed unresponsive not because they felt weak, but because they didn't want to obey him. When he tried to command Sophie to go away his voice strained, two voices fighting for dominance until the animal one won. His nose continued to smell the intoxicating scent that was driving his libido crazy, his voice changing into animal whimpers as his canine phallus pulsated and throbbed.

The heat! It's coming from this bitch. She wants me. She wants a taste. I shouldn't deprive her.

A deep snarling wail bellowed from Aiden's lips, succumbing to his primal urges unusually fast as his hands clamored over the flap of his borrowed jeans, whining a sigh of relief as his erected canine rod broke free from its clothed confines. Sophie stared at the trembling rod of red flesh; heat screaming for attention, her nose again sniffing fondly at it. There was only a minor complaint nagging Aiden in the back of his head, deafened screams begging that he stopped what he was doing before it was too late. But the screams were silenced immediately the moment Aiden felt a surge of tantalizing pleasure ripple from his throbbing wolfhood flowing deep within his being, drowning from the crashing waves of bliss with each lick from the husky.

Oh god...no Aiden's thoughts moaned, panting wildly as he sunk further into the sofa, brushing one hand behind Sophie's neck holding her still, pinching the nape. This is wrong...this...feels...good.

Almost instantly; Aiden could feel the familiar sensation of his body craving to change, feeling pressure build up over his face; audible pops and cracks sounding as his canines lengthened slowly. His ears followed tugging and pulling until they began to stretch out into lupine points, folding back expressing his lounging gratification. His hands grew thick, the fingertips throbbing as tough darkened claws replaced his nails; his feet ached uncomfortably feeling his shoes tightening from the longing growth of his hindpaws. His nose became moist and leathery, shaping into a lupine-like snout as his upper lip and jaw started to protrude, connecting into a short muzzle.

I'm...changing his mind exclaimed, overwhelmed with the same satisfaction that Aiden felt last night, eagerly excited to let it happen again; to be unleashed. He couldn't explain why the wolf chose these moments to break free; not following the tropes of the werewolf lore he had grown up by. It didn't really matter either way; his inner wolf was overjoyed, gently grasping the lapping Husky's neck keeping her in check as his wolfhood quivered, Sophie getting a taste of the less venomous extract dribbling in anticipation of his growing climax.

Almost there. Can't resist. Let her drink. Let my mate drink.

Glowing feral eyes half shut from his lust, Aiden took notice at how dark the room had gotten suddenly. Sleepy darting eyes scanned his surrounds finding that the walls of the house had vanished, towering trees and shrubby of the nocturnal woods his new shelter. He could see the moon, nearly full in all its majestic glory gazing down intensely upon him, bathing his fuzzy body in its cascading rays. The setting heightened his primal mood, whining ecstatically as Aiden turned his burning eyes downward to Sophie.

But the husky was no longer upon his lap. Aiden's clawed hand clung to the nape of humanoid figure, kneading shimmering silver hair between his fingers. The creature pried away from his near ready red erection, peering up to meet his gaze. Feral wolf eyes stared back at him, its deformed face expressing mellow elation panting happily from a furless short canine muzzle. It whimpered softly, leaning back in to lick his extension carefully while its wild yet passionate eyes remained locked.

It...it's her? Aiden surmised, recognizing the flowing silver hair and slender vestige of the wolf girl the news program had reported not so long ago.

Any questions he had crashed and burned as the humanoid shewolf trapped his wolfhood within her maw, suckling tenderly; squeezing cautiously to mark the sensitive skin with her fangs. The nibbling only cemented his climax, quivering in pleasure as his loins reached its limits, the shewolf swallowing the fountain of his seed gushing every second. His voice strained trying to cry out over the bliss of orgasm, his maw hanging with his loll tongue as he sat still combing his love's hair and short scruff of neck fur, enjoying his mate lapping up the remaining clear ropes pouring from his spent cock

Love my shewolf. Makes me feel good; feel free. Makes me want to howl!

Aiden's hair stood on end as he listened to his mate sing, lifting her head high as she howled sweetly into the night, calling to the wild that she was happy with her mate. His lips began to pucker; his voice urging to howl with her harmoniously.

But the sound of the bathroom door upstairs squeaking open echoed loudly in his ears, snapping Aiden out his beastly mindset and the incredible daydream with the mysterious silver haired shewolf. He looked to the stairway quickly to see if Gary was coming down, looking back to Sophie gingerly licking his erection, not yet spent but feeling as the dam might break any minute. Panic struck, realizing the situation Aiden was in.

Fuck, no! This isn't happening. How the hell did I let this go this far?

_ _ Forcing energy into his limbs; Aiden pushed Sophie away from his throbbing loins hastily redoing the button and fly of his pants back, struggling to cover the current bulge lingering as he then snatched his shirt and put it back on tucking the bottom underneath the waistline just as Gary rushed down. Aiden smiled waving a hand wearily in greeting, Sophie circling his legs whimpering to see his wolfhood again. Gary didn't seem fazed by Aiden's sheepish demeanor as he waved back turning straight into the kitchen...before he froze and turned around doing a double take.

"Holy Shit!" Gary cried, pointing a shaky finger at Aiden's face. "Either you're one hell of a make-up artist or you weren't joking about the werewolf thing."

Aiden gazed confusingly at Gary before closing his eyes tightly in dumbfounded realization, recalling the shapeshifting sensation he had just experienced in his lustful stupor. He brought a hand around the side of his head rediscovering his lupine ears, not needing to feel his face after to know the oddly looking short muzzle was back.

Gary approached Aiden cautiously, extending out an examining hand to feel Aiden's muzzle and ears as well, confirming that they were the real deal. After having his fill Gary brought his studying hand to his chest scratching, continuing to look shocked and awed at his friend's semi-wolfish appearance.

"S-so..." Gary stuttered, "Are you supposed to be some kind of reverse werewolf? Cause, I mean its morning, not night time. It's not even full moon central yet."

Aiden sighed as he looked down to Sophie, still panting and eager to seek out his unusual manhood barking joyfully. "I have no idea," Aiden oddly managed to answer back in his normal voice despite his short muzzle, looking back to Gary with a baffled and gloomy stare.