Wolf

"Do not be shy. Answer me, mortal. Do you wish to forfeit your old human self for a life of eternal pleasure and eternal servitude? Do you wish to become a creature of pure, wild lust? To prey on humans and grant them ecstasy beyond imagination?"

The more you stare into the glistening eyes of the beast-goddess and see the insatiable desire that burns within them, the stronger your own yearning for her grows and the harder it becomes for you to resist her calling. The rational part of your mind cries out for you to flee, to run from the strange beauty as fast as you can - but you do not listen to it anymore. Your new mistress has awakened in you your darkest, deepest desires, and you no longer can nor want to resist the Seductress' power. You were never really popular with the girls, after all... and now is the time to change that.

"Yes... my mistress," - you mumble reverently, looking at your new goddess with a mixture of desire and adulation - "I wish to serve you! Transform me!"

There are no words said afterwards but moans of pleasure and desire. Without any more waiting, the beast-goddess lunges at you and pushes you to the ground, smiling devilishly as she rips your clothing with her claws. She looks somewhat disappointedly at your less-than-perfect body, with your rather unhealthy complexion and nerdy physique, but you feel no shame, knowing that soon enough you will be a perfect bestial stud. With excitement you watch as the beast-goddess spreads her legs and approaches you, putting her wet furry sex right before you mouth. The smell of her dripping pussy juices drives you mad with lust and you begin eating her out, making the Seductress moan in what could only be heavenly ecstasy. As you move your tongue with ever-greater speed and the moans of your divine lover become louder and louder, you feel energy filling your body, giving you renewed vigour and sexual energy; your body fat begins to dissolve, your muscles strengthen and your manhood, now fully erect and covered in pre-cum, growing longer and thicker. Furthermore, you feel strange tensions at the back of your spine and at the tips of your ears, as if something is growing on them. It seems that your transformation has already begun - and you love every second of it.

"You have proven your worth, lover," - the beast-goddess whispers into your ear, her voice even more seductive than before. "Now that you have pleasured me well, it is time for you to experience true ecstasy and complete your transformation. Take me." With these words, the Seductress raises you until you are eye to eye and grabs you - now, the real fun begins.

With a feral growl, the beast-goddess gets on top of you and begins fucking you in a sensual cowgirl position, riding your cock with uncanny expertise. As ecstasy unlike any other fills your mind, you begin pushing stronger, plunging your now impressive cock into her bestial pussy, and soon you change positions, now with her at the bottom. Your old insecurities are now completely destroyed by a wave of irresistible sexual pleasure that reshapes your very mind - turning you from a shy young man into a feral sex machine worthy of the goddess of lust. Your body is slowly changed into an ideal of perfection, lean muscles growing on your once unattractive body, as fur begins to creep on your skin and a long, fluffy tail sprouts from your ass. Moans that turn into roars resound in the forest as you spend hours engaging in what is definitely the most passionate sexual encounter you have ever had in all your life, fucking with wild energy and vigour impossible for a mere human. Strangely, despite all the time you have spent having sex, you have not experienced an orgasm... yet.

"Yes, yes, my goddess! More, more, I want mo-"

And then it begins. You finally come.

Immediately pleasure you cannot describe courses through you wildly, as if you were struck by lightning - so strong that all orgasms you have ever had in your entire pale in comparison immediately. As ecstasy consumes your body, your final changes begin - taking the last remnants of your old human life. New, wilder instincts and new, darker desires now govern your mind; you wish to hunt, to stalk women in the dark, to seduce and take them, and then turn them into seductive beastwomen as lustful as yourself and breed them a healthy litter of pups. The beast-goddess rises with a look of satisfaction on her face, staring at your new body with pride.

"Excellent. Rise, my new lover and worshiper. Gaze at your new form and behold."

Slowly, you stand up and turn to the large pond of water near the cave, looking into your own reflection - and you cannot believe your own eyes. Before you stands a 2 meter tall muscular wolf-man covered in black-and-gray fur, bearing only a slight resemblance to your old human self - savage and feral, yet still irresistible to women (as well as quite well-endowed, you note to yourself). Your body, once rather frumpy and out-of-shape, is now muscular and athletic, your hands and feet end with sharp black claws and a bushy, furry tail slithers from the back of your spine. Your face, while still recognizable, is now much more handsome and also slightly animalistic, with large feline ears on top of your head and sharp, predatory teeth. You smile wolfishly, wondering why you have become a wolf of all animals. Maybe it is because you've always found them to be the most powerful and fierce animals to ever roam the world, or perhaps because you had a bit of an Alpha streak in you that you did not know existed. Or perhaps is was a streak of old norse blood running through your veins? Or maybe it was the goddess who thought you'd look better that way, out of a whim?

Your new self does not care. Not in the slightest. Your new senses flood you with impressions unknown to you, and the small part of animalistic instinct sorts out everything intuitively. You suddenly know things about your environment you were not aware of before. Your blood boils slowly, and cares for nothing but the hunt. You turn to your mistress and show your teeth in a smile. She tiptoes to pet your cheek and ruffle your hair. “Run, my wolf. And return with a good, strong pack.”

“Of course, my queen.” The growl in your voice is new and unfamiliar, but feels just so right. You turn, and your new senses and instincts guide you back to your hometown. Even the dirt under your feet told you things about paths to take and paths to avoid as your keen sense of smell begins to pick up the scene around you better than your eyes ever could.

Prowling out of sight, you try to catch the trail of possible good pack mates to prey on. The blood boils in your veins, driving you ever onward, just out of sight. Your body does the moving.

There are a few possible worthy prey. A fit blonde jogger doing her rounds not very far from here, you can sense the sweet smell of her sweat all the way from the next block. She seems fit and healthy and would make for a good huntress on your side.

Then you can sense a young woman in a cordoned-off villa not far nearby, standing on a balcony. Might be hard to get to her, but worthy nevertheless. Her scent tells of excitement and heat.

Of course, you also could sneak through the side alleys and use the fire stairs to get into your girlfriend's apartment. Jacqueline does not life far from here in a building full of student's apartments, so that might be a good place to start as well. She sure would make a perfect pack mate.