As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn't believe my eyes. My reflection stared back at me, but something was off. My muzzle was lengthening, my jaw shifting to accommodate the new shape. And then I saw it - my penis transforming into a wolf's, sperm leaking out in slow, sticky trickles.
"What's happening to me?" I thought to myself, my mind reeling with the impossibility of it all. "This can't be real... Oh God, it feels so... primal."
But there was no stopping it now. My body was changing, shifting towards something wild and untamed. I felt a strange tingling sensation in my nipples, and then lactation began to leak out, warm and sticky on my chest. My arousal grew, my senses heightening as my muzzle transformed further, my tail sprouting from the base of my spine.
I couldn't resist it anymore. The hunger, the heat, it was all-consuming. I dropped to my knees, my hands grasping for my new wolf-like penis, stroking it with a ferocity that surprised even myself.
"OOOOH! Yes! Let it out! Unleash the beast!" I growled, the words torn from my throat as I gave in to the primal urge coursing through me.
I was a full werewolf now, lost in the ecstasy of transformation. My senses were on fire, every touch igniting a spark that threatened to consume me whole. I lay down on the floor, masturbating endlessly, lost in the pleasure and pain of it all.
"Ahhh... never stop... never stop..." I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.
And so I remained, trapped in this cycle of pleasure and transformation, a slave to the primal forces that had taken over my body. The world around me faded away, leaving only the raw, pulsing need for release...