Unknown City 2:47 AM / (3rd person pov)
High in the sky above a city, appeared a small opened rift from seemingly nowhere, that began to steadily grow larger. If anyone had been out and about, or simply looked up they would be rightfully concerned and terrified. As it spread further, it revealed more of its kaleidoscope-like interior of shifting colors and shapes. When all of a sudden a figure shot from the opening, careening through the air until it crashed onto a nearby rooftop.
The figure was Markus, who groaned in dull pain from his rather loud crash landing atop a lawn chair, reducing it to splinters. Just before he could lift himself up, another object spat out just as it was closing. It promptly bounced off his head with a meaty thwack, sending his face back into the ground again.
"Ugh, I'm regretting taking that deal." He muffled out still facedown before getting up on shaky legs and taking a few deep breaths to steady himself. After a bit of this, Markus began checking his immediate surroundings to figure out just where he currently is. Walking over to the railing, Markus, looked out at the area around the buildings and the street below to see a few closed store fronts and trees with fallen leafs. Guessing he was still in America or an English speaking city at least, in late autumn as it began to lightly snow.
Suddenly a bright light flashed from behind, grabbing his attention Markus turned around till he saw the light came from a small floating box. It was a few feet from where he had landed. It looked like a regular old box, like one you'd see from Amazon, guessing that it came from Rob, Markus reached out for it when he saw it had a note.
{Hey kid, I forgot to give you this before I sent you on your way. In the box are some of the empty rods my employees destroyed.} Markus read as he opened it to find a neat row of five cylindrical black rods, on one of the sides were markings of some kind he didn't recognise.
{Use these to collect my missing energy, don't worry about being too rough with them. These are made from better materials and are much harder to break, to use them just tap it against the person or object and the rods will do the rest.} Once he was done reading, the note began to crumble away into dust. Placing the rod back in the box, Markus decided it was time leave.
Instinctively knowing how to access his storage, Markus placed the box in and was now headed for the door the roof. Glancing over, he spotted his reflection in a mirror hanging on the wall besides the door. Walking back, Markus started checking out his new appearance. Previously, he was a 5'9 "slightly overweight black man with glasses with a short beard.
His eyes, the only original thing about him was the same hazel green color. He now stood at 6'6 with a lean but muscular body built for power and speed. His hair, that done up in locs, were long and ashen in color that faded into black tips reaching the nape of the neck as it cascaded around his head. Moving it out of his face Markus felt a shiver run up his back by a passing breeze. Glancing down he noticed that he was naked this whole time saw that his dick from an average five-half inches in length to nine.
'I should use this time to figure out how to change into my different forms as well.'
Stepping back, Markus closed his eyes and tried to focus on his mental image of what he should look like. After a minute or so Markus felt a tingling sensation throughout his body starting from his chest. He didn't feel the pain as his body contorted and bulged grotesquely as visible steam and heat wafted off his body. Once the feeling subsided, Markus opened his eyes and was quite eager to see himself as a full werewolf. However he was quickly assaulted by a rather foul smell.
'Oh sweet Jesus, what the hell is that stench. It smells worse than when I got sprayed by a skunk in the middle of summer?!' . He thought in alarm as tears threatened to fall from the corners of his eyes as he quickly switched to breathing through his mouth. He suddenly pauses when he gets a good look at the hands waving in front of him. His larger and very hairy hands.
Looking back at the mirror, standing on muscular digitigrade legs was an even nine feet tall wall of rippling muscles. His fur, a dark - almost black - midnight grey that. Faded into a lighter grey on his chest and face. His once hazel green eyes are now a vibrant shade of emerald, as they faintly glowed in the night. His hair, once a curly dark brown, was now an ivory white that faded into black tips at the ends. But what really caught his attention, and made his eyes widen in shock and arousal was the thick slab of man meat that was hanging between his legs. As it reached full mast he saw it was a monstrous thirteen inches in length with four in width.
Markus stood there for what seemed like hours but was actually a few minutes, just marveling at his new body.
"Dude, I look so freaking sexy right now!!" Shouted Markus in pure horny glee as he stared into the mirror while running their hands over his built frame. His inner furry was singing in pure joy, he may not like muscular men sometimes but now, gazing at his fantasy come to life he may have to change that. All the while he began to stroke his hardened length-
His ears perked up at the odd sound, and he looked over his shoulder to find his tail -which felt very fluffy- was wagging. Turning around so his back was facing the mirror Markus looked over to get a better look at it.
'God even my ass looks amazing and sexy, it's nice and firm with a bit of squish to it.' Thought Markus as he spread his cheeks apart to get a better look at his winking asshole. Now, Markus wasn't much one to do things with his own ass. At most he'll lightly rub at the entrance a bit, or maybe apply some pressure but never actually putting a finger in.
Vigorously he increased his stroking as beads of pre-cum dribbled from their cock head, lubricating it and increasing his pleasure.
As this was going on, Markus, too far gone in his lustfull haze, never noticed the sound of multiple approaching footsteps. Nore did he notice the door to the roof slowly creaking open just beside him.
'Oh god, this feels so fucking good. I wish I had a tight hole to ram this cock into, this bitch breaker deep inside them while they scream my name, begging me for my cum.' He was close now, so close to his release all he needed was a little push and-
Without warning the sudden flash of a camera broke through the haze on his mind, whipping his head to the side. Markus, with blindingly fast reflexes, wrenched the door open sending it off its hinges to land a few feet away, just come face to face with three people. Well, more like face to cock seeing as all three people were crouching down out of sight, at the same, he still kept stroking his throbbing member.
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"Uhh... hello?"