"Her boyfriend getting bite by a wild wolf didn't seem all that concerning as he showed little sign of illness. In fact it looked like it did him some good feeling more energized to take care of his business and find time to exercise and run frequently, his athletic figure an delicious addition to his gentlemen charms and humor. He certainly became more of an allure beast in bed.
But as the week of the next full moon approached she notice some unusually habits surfacing; sniffing the air and suddenly on alert, acts and sounds of aggression through growling and posture, an uncanny addiction to meat and sex. Her boyfriend was beginning to act like a dog...smell like a dog...or a wolf. Stranger still; not only did her mate's animal behavior start to arouse her, but she soon began slipping into these mannerisms as well.
Her mate...boyfriend, he arrived to the conclusion that maybe that wild wolf was more than that, thinking that maybe the love bite he gave her some time ago may have infected her with his new curse. It was ridiculous to believe; this was just horror movie fairy tales. They couldn't truly be turning into Werewolves...could they?
And yet; nearly the faithful night the two admitted to having fantastical dreams of running through the woods and hunting animals for sport and food...the two waking up away from their house naked...and partly furry. They survived embarrassment from being caught indecent in public, but their fears held weight as the thin growth of fine fur did not recede nor the claw tipped nails or lengthen fangs and points of their ears. The two planned to take what clothes and camping gear they had and escape to the woods before the full moon rises, ride out whatever their lycan counterparts desire to do this night.
And when the night does come, the couple exiting their tents bracing the moonlight shining above the trees, they are weak against the rising fury of their lupine selves. What fear manages to ebb as the two remain together, their love keeping each other comfort as they watch their bodies contort and writhe humanity faded under their thickening fur and morphing features.
When the transformation ends, the lycan couple cuddle and lick forgetting their reluctant and terror as primal love leads to moment of animal bliss, their howls deafening the night. And once they break their tie the two wolves will venture deep into the woods to slate their other primal need, the land teeming with delicious prey to stalk and feed upon."
And sketch I kind of screwed up on but managed to fix some parts to be a bit more presentable. Might add more plot to this story later. Hopefully more works to come this month. Trying to be productive again, but you know how that turns out for me these days.