Untamed Specimens

Just then, as you hear your own voice you notice the differences. Guttural, deep, slightly slurred? Your eyes dart about and you notice even more unique factors. Your face, something is wildly different, it's as though your nose is large, like unnaturally large and dark.

"Whath the fuck is goirng on?" Again your voice is unfamiliar, rasping and thick, and this time you catch that it's actually your mouth that feels different. You instinctively know how to say the words but your mouth feels physically mutated. You run your tongue along your teeth and instantly feel something completely foreign, it's as though you have huge teeth now, yes, large and pointy.

Shock overcomes you as you realize the severity of your situation. "What did you do to me!?!" is what you mean to say but some guttural growling is all that escapes. You thrash about but the restraints hold. Your eyes dart around the room, looking for someone, anything that might help you but it's no use. Another growl escapes your mouth until finally you can hear yourself panting, panting like an animal, like a dog.

"Please calm yourself Mr. Doe. You're going to have to bare with us while we work on a solution."

Her voice sounds distant even though she stands near to you. You stare off into the ceiling collecting your thoughts. Trying to take inventory of what exactly happened to you. Your face is obviously different now that you take notice, a muzzle where your nose once was! Sharp teeth, an unusually long tongue!? You begin to extend your thoughts outward trying to mentally examine your form. You slowly wiggle your body and notice this strange sensation along your torso. You clench your feet but they feel different, odd and curious. You clench your fists, yes, you still have hands, strong and familiar. There's something else though... A scent, yes. Familiar, powerful and captivating, enticing.

Her.

You smell the doctor. No, more specifically you smell her sex. It wafts to your nose, inviting and beckoning. You lean hard against your restraints, inhaling deeply, seeking that fragrance as it stirs something within. Your entire being latches on to this one thing as everything else fades away. You want her and she is ripe for the taking. Your cock hardens involuntarily and it only pushes you to desire her more. Your mouth begins salivating. You can only focus on the thought of having her. To fuck!

"What's wrong with him?" your friend Samantha shrieks.

"There must be a side effect with this strain of the medication," Doctor Lybeck replies. She looks down at you inquisitively. Noticing your cock as it surges even higher, pulling the sheet taught as it rises. You can feel the large veins throbbing along the shaft with each pulse, pumping more and more blood. A growing need within pleads for your action. "I can only hypothesize, but it appears your friend's libido has increased much more than expected." Her calm demeanor contrasts with your growing excitement.

"What will happen to him?" Sam asks. The tinge of fear is unmistakable in her voice.

"I'm quite unsure. Perhaps it might revert over time or more importantly, action? Much like the mythic lycanthrope?"

"Like the what?"

"Have you ever seen a werewolf movie?" Dr. Lybeck prods.

"What!? Can't you do something?" Sam demands.

"I can try." Dr. Lybeck answers.