"Wolf Pack" - Wolf Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Wolf Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV

Greg lost almost all hope that he would ever find his girlfriend Clara again. He was searching for her everywhere and asked everyone, but since she vanished without a trace a few weeks ago, there was no sign that would signify her wellness at least.

After the occurrence Greg was devastated, but he knew that if he wasn’t able to hold hope, he at least had to keep on living. He thought to himself that there was always the possibility of his lover showing up. If only he knew how she disappeared.

One particular evening as Greg was coming home, he heard a strange sound in his backyard. He ran towards the source of the noise, expecting to find a trespasser. He found him, or rather it. A wolf was sniffing around his backyard, where his terrain was meeting the forest’s entrance.

The wolf quickly spotted Greg, shocking him. The man didn’t know what to do with a wild wolf interested in him. Besides, everything happened quickly after the initial meeting of the two. The wolf ran up to Greg and leapt at him. “Oh shi- Ah! Hey, get off me!” – The man yelled at the animal, while fighting to get it off him.

The man was sure that the wolf wanted to harm him and bite down on his neck. What if the animal was rabid? Instead the wolf started licking Greg’s face intensively. So hard, that the man had trouble catching his breath with the animal pinning him down.

Greg cheered up a bit, realising that the animal didn’t mean to hurt him. “Alright, alright, heh. Nice to meet you too!” – Greg chuckled, still a bit confused that a wild wolf was acting in such a strange manner. That’s when Greg noticed a clue leading to his answers. The wolf had a necklace around its neck, just like the one Clara had.

Greg gasped and pushed the wolf away out of shock. The wolf wasn’t harmed in the slightest, but was pushed aside a metre or two. Still the animal started whimpering pitifully. “How did you get that necklace around your neck?! Did you hurt her?! How the hell did this thing get around your n…“ – Greg spat out words from the sudden revelation that his girlfriend may be alive. The wolf shook its head, but it was hard to detect its intentions or what its goals were as its actions weren’t overly canine nor easy to read.

The man slowly got up, but something felt weird about his stance. His feet ached in his shoes. To such extent that the man stumbled back and leaned against a tree. The wolf’s eyes widened in shock at the sight. “There’s something off about you, you’re not a normal- ghh, wolf… Wait, what the hell is wrong with m-my-“ – Greg muttered out as he noticed how his heels started to rise out of his shoes completely.

His feet were elongating and gradually coming out of his shoes. Greg started hyperventilating as he realised that his feet were changing. The man quickly thrown his shoes off his feet. He saw through his socks that his worries were justified. His tiptoes were morphing into what appeared to be canine paws. The flesh underneath them bloated out in several spots and distinctive paw-pads started forming. The toenails were growing out into black, curved claws.

Greg’s heart was hammering in his chest and he was on the verge of passing out. Instead he lost balance and landed on his butt. The wolf came up to him and took off his socks with its maw. Then the wolf started licking Greg’s paw-like feet in a comforting way. The two didn’t expect that the licking would only speed up the transformation. “Stop! Please, you’re making it worse!” – Greg yelped.

The wolf whimpered and stopped. “Oh God, I have fucking paws. I feel my legs, ngh- Shifting too… I’m starting t-to look like a wolf myself-“ – Greg muttered in dread as he observed his unrelenting transformation. Greg looked into the wolf’s eyes for a moment. “The necklace. The changes… It can’t be. C-Clara, is that you?!” – Greg asked with a stressed out voice. The wolf nodded slowly.

Greg gasped, only to grunt in discomfort as his spine started popping and becoming more apparent on his back. The man arched his back and writhed in place as a pressure started building up in his jeans. The she-wolf or rather Clara thought fast and pushed Greg onto his side, then quickly started biting on his lower clothing carefully.

“C-Clar-agh! Shit… I feel- Oh shit, I’m growing a tail…!” – Greg groaned and lied down on his side, only to curl into a fetal position as his tailbone started growing out into a canine tail. Luckily Clara managed to make many holes in Greg’s clothes and that brought him some relief and his tail some space to grow. Clara continued her work until her partner was left only in his boxers, shirt and jacket.

Greg looked behind him, only to see a swaying appendage reaching its final length behind him. Clara licked the developing tail, which speed up its growth and spared Greg some pain. “Honey, I’m so happy that I- You found me…! A-Am I becoming a wolf like you?!” – Greg asked unable to believe the facts.

Clara whimpered and nodded, then looked down at Greg’s legs. Their bones were bending into digitigrade shapes. The man’s skin felt itchy as mixed grey fur started to envelop his lower body. “I- I suppose I should take those off then, uhm.” – Greg said timidly as he gestured at his underwear.

Clara tilted her head and then in one swift motion ripped Greg’s underwear off his hips. “Gah! C-Clara, slow down-nh- Fuck, something’s wrong w-with m-my…” – Greg exclaimed out and then his voice shifted into moans as the man sensed changes starting to take hold of his genitalia and hip region. Clara seemed to notice it in more than one way.

Her sensitive nose easily caught the smell of her partner’s rising lust and increasingly canine scent. Clara licked her black, glossy lips and brought her muzzle closer towards Greg’s exposed groin. The man wanted to say something, but he hesitated enough for his lover to start licking his shaft’s length with her long tongue.

Greg threw his head back and he himself stuck out his tongue from the intensity of pleasure and warmth that enveloped his shaft specifically. The man trembled from the blissful sensations as his wolf-turned woman continued to caress his cock.

She was successful to such extent that Greg’s cock head started to peek out of the foreskin entirely. Although it wasn’t really his human cock anymore, it was rapidly changing, flushing red and the tip was sharpening into a distinctive canine lipstick. Clara herself tilted her head and moved herself closer to pleasure her partner and repay him for turning him into a wolf.

Precum started to ooze out of the hot red rocket that Greg’s penis was gradually moulded into. The foreskin retreated and changed into a sheath and then started growing soft fur. Greg yelped lewdly as his wolfy rod started tilting upwards, closer towards his belly. His animalistic sheath started connecting with his belly’s skin.

The man rocked his hips as his ballsack turned furry. His canine girlfriend continued to feel the contours of his signature shaft. The gummy lips rubbed pleasantly all over the length. The tongue stimulated all the senses and it was starting to feel the increasing stiffness of Greg’s almost wholly canine cock.

The flesh of his shaft was red, covered in webbed veins. “S-So gh-ghroood… Don’t stop honeygh…” – The changing man moaned out as the base of his shaft started inflating. A bulbous knot started to swell in Clara’s long muzzle. Clara licked the pre off it and it was enough for the two. Greg climaxed first from the overwhelming ecstasy, Clara whined loudly after him as she wettened herself.

She moved backwards, but still caught several loads across her pelage. Greg barely had time to enjoy the moment as his changes continued, although they were less unpleasant thanks to the sensual afterglow of the passing orgasm. The man rolled over onto all fours as his hips started becoming narrower. His stomach was caving inwards slightly and his inner organs were changing just like his cock was previously.

“That was amazing, we have to repeat it sometime soon, hah.” – Greg stated and shook off his body like a wet dog. Clara yapped in agreement and crept underneath Greg to lick his red rocket clean from the mess and provide him with more pleasure. Greg stuck out his tongue and it started lengthening out. His teeth were gradually growing sharper and more carnivorous-fit. His ears started to grow pointy and erect on his soon to be shifting head.

Greg lowered his head and panted a bit from all the sensations, which were mainly pleasant at the moment. His lungs shifted and started to change inside his chest. His ribcage was starting to barrel out and turn more canine. Greg grunted as his shoulder blades got forcefully pulled higher on his back, successfully locking his arms on the ground in a feral position.

“Uhr-oh… Guessh I’mhr nhrot goinhr brah- Hr-rawhr…” – He tried to say, but his words deteriorated into slurred incoherence, only to fully turn into growls and snarls of a wolf. Clara rubbed against Greg’s side to reassure him that she wouldn’t leave him and that she would support him no matter what. Greg smiled and decided to not give up hope, despite being forcefully turned into an animal.

He stared down at his arms as they slowly turned into fore legs of a canine. His hands popped and started to elongate slightly. The fingers began shortening and becoming stubby, clumsy digits tipped with dark claws. Numb sensations underneath the developing paws signalled that Greg’s fleshy pads were slowly taking shape.

Greg swayed his head to the sides as his neck became more flexible and it repositioned slightly on his torso. The base of his head began to crunch and Greg yelped in his new canine voice as his skulls started to shift. Clara immediately started licking Greg’s head passionately to speed up the difficult changes.

Greg’s head flattened at the top, his forehead shrank down. His jaws began stretching and pushing out his face into a canine muzzle. Greg gritted his fangs and closed his eyes. His irises changed from blue to yellow and his vision altered slightly. His nose began to swell on his muzzle and reposition slightly to turn more canine and certainly way more sensitive than it ever was.

The fur slowly covered Greg’s entire canine form and the changes finally stopped leaving Greg nothing more, but a grey wolf like his partner. Greg tried to say something, anything to express his happiness that Clara came back to him. Unluckily there was no magical function that would allow the wolf to speak, Greg only managed to growl and woof. Clara replied to him in a similar way and somehow Greg sensed the meaning of the sounds.

The two had to communicate differently from now on. Their lives changed drastically and they had to adapt to their new reality, but they did so in the end after the initial struggles. The love kept them happy, despite their species shift.