The cloud cover continued to roll in as the day fell into early evening, bringing with it the threat of rain. Sean looked out the window of his uncle’s cabin anxiously. It had taken months for him and his bros, Kyle and Drake, to convince their girlfriends to let them have a bros weekend, and now it was threatening to be wet and miserable.

Sean, Kyle, and Drake had known each other since middle school when they were on the same little league team. They had grown up together and even went to the same college.

College was the last time they were able to have a bros weekend and rain would ruin their outdoor plans. Sean looked over to his bros, “what’re we gunna do if it rains?“

“Don’t know, man. We may have to stay inside and get drunk.” came the reply from Drake. Drake had put on quite the beer belly since college, but he kept his broad shoulders and muscular legs.

“Yea, it’ll be like our college camping trips. Just us getting drunk in the woods, bro.” chimed in Kyle before getting up to open a round of beers for everyone.

A couple hours later, Sean and his bros were 6 rounds deep and definitely feeling it. They had all changed into athletic shorts and had taken their shirts off. Up to their normal shenanigans, they were challenging each other to “do things they couldn’t do sober.”

Sean had just gone, where he had to lick Drake’s belly, and he walked revenge. It was done to step it up, he turned to Drake “I challenge you to run outside naked screaming that you’re bigfoot!”

Drake held no shame as he pulled off his shorts and boxers before running out to door. He screamed as he ran, drunk and oblivious to the fact that he had no idea where he was going. After several minutes of running he came to a stop, instantly sober from the realization that he was lost.

Drake looked around, trying to figure out what way he needed to go. A wolf howled in the distance as Drake saw part of the full moon emerge from behind the clouds. A peculiar odor felled his nose, musky but surprisingly nice smelling. Drake heard a rustle behind him before a large body pushed him to the ground from behind.

Kyle and Sean had been worrying about where Drake had gone, though both were too drunk to make any serious effort in finding him. Abruptly there was a crash on the door and Drake stumbled in, still naked and clutching his right shoulder as blood dripped from it.

“What the hell happened, bro?!” yelled Sean and Kyle in unison as they jumped to help their injured bro.

“I don’t know, guys. Something tackled me to the ground and cut me. I don’t know how I got away but I woke up right next to the cabin, bros.”

Kyle removed Drake’s hand to inspect his wound but was met with a surprise. The wound was closing up and healing before his eyes, leaving a nasty scar from four claws. “what the fuck bro!” was all Kyle could say in an exasperated voice. “Y-your wound… it’s healed, bro.”

Sean moved to also examined the wound but stopped. Drake’s face looked blank, his eyes vacant and mouth open. His cock was also hard and growing from its previous 5 inches to what must have been 9 inches. The base started bulging out and the head grew pointed while the shaft started to become more and more red. “Bro, what the fucks up with your cock!”

Kyle leaned over Drake to get a look at what Sean was upset before he stopped abruptly. Drake’s belly was shrinking, becoming leaner to show the huge muscles underneath. Kyle also noticed how the hair on Drake was getting thicker, almost resembling fur.

Drake’s body started letting off a strange order, musky and primal. Both Sean and Kyle were intrigued by the odder to the point that they both learned forward, closer to Drake, to get a better smell.

Repeated deep inhales had formed a fog over their minds. Neither of them noticed how Drake’s hands and feet were turning into paws, his face growing a muzzle, at tail growing. The two bros were to gone.

Kyle and Sean fought each other to get closer to the source of the scent they craved, that source being Drake’s swollen cock and balls.

As Drake’s ears grew pointed, Sean and Kyle’s minds were filled with carnal desire. Sean began sucking Drake’s big hairy nuts while Kyle worked on his cock. The sudden pleasure roused Drake, though something was different about him mentally. He was more…dominant, animalistic, primal. And, having his friends suck his big werewolf cock felt perfect.