Lycanthropic Lupine Lunacy
The following story is a parodic homage to bloodborne and H.P. Lovecraft and thus it’s long winded and wordy so to get tot eh good stuff ctrl+f, type awoke, and hit enter.
When I awoke the carriage had already stopped. It seemed that we had reached our destination.
“This is as far as I’ll take ya. The people here are… a queer folk. You’d best be weary of anything they offer ya”
The man rode off almost in a hurry. At the time I couldn’t fathom what he meant. 
The town was small but densely packed. The buildings shadows overlapped casting a dark shadow over the narrow streets and the countless twisting alleyways turned the small town into a labyrinth.
I managed to navigate through the damned place by asking directions. The townsfolk were kind enough to point the way but obviously quite weary of the presence of an outsider. I noted that there was something… off about them. The few people I’d seen were almost completely covered from head to toe sans their heads and hands. On closer inspection they seemed to be a bit more hirsute than the norm.
They never as much said a word but they did steer me towards the right direction. They gestured towards a belltower that towered over the other buildings in the city.
When I had finally made it to what seemed to be the local parish outside of which waited an old man. He seemed to be anxiously waiting for someone just outside the chapel doors.
“O-oh hello there. You s-seem to be new here hehehehehehehehhhhh… Welcome stranger. What can I help you with?”
“Oh well I’ve heard rumors here of a certain ‘medical’ institution run by the local church who specialize in… lycanthropy.”
“Oh Yes Yes we you've come to the right place we can assure you that we can treat you-”
“Oh no I believe you misunderstand. I came here to be afflicted”
“Yes come right… wait… I beg your pardon?”
“I heard rumors of a small coastal town that had been having a lycanthrope epidemic and more rumors that say that the local doctors might know of a way to Afflict someone with lycanthropy.”
“No-no we here treat it not… well I mean technically we… hmmm… you know what fine we can get you what you want”
‘SPLENDID”
After a paying a hefty fee and swearing to keep quiet about what was about to transpire. He led me into a secluded room behind the church. 
The room was only barely lit by a flickering old lantern but from what I can see of the dark room I saw racks of semisolid invertebrate creatures with a faint glow that further accentuates their alienness and grotesque unidentifiable organs suspended in not in formaldehyde but some sort of blood plasma like fluid.
“Normally people come here to be cured which we can do… most of the time but for your specific case we’ll have to go about things a little differently”
From the shadows the man brought out a chair with restraints that almost looked like a repurposed electric chair. I was sat down and had my arms and legs secured by thick leather straps. The man pulled out a syringe out of his pocket and grabbed a via of what seemed to be blood.
“Well this’ll only take while but you will pass out. When you wake up be careful and try not to run into any hunters.”
As the needle pierced my skin I started to feel a bit nauseous and then the hallucinations started. My vision darkened slightly and from the corner of my eye I saw something approach. It was a mangled wolf- NO a lycanthrope approaching me. His body was naked save from a thick covering of fur but despite this he was not modest. His fur did nothing to conceal his toned body and thick bulging sheathe. I felt a little embarrassed knowing that the old man must be standing there watching as a bulge starts growing in my pants.
Then everything was dark again as I was confronted with the most nightmarish visage of anything I have ever seen. I couldn’t begin to comprehend what it was that I was staring at. A mass of semi humanoid like limbs jutting out of a formless almost gelatinous monstrosity peppered with long tentacles and what I can only assume are eyes. The tentacles wrapped themselves around my body.
I Screamed…
And I awoke.
I found myself in an alleyway. The moon was full high in the sky and was my only source of light. In the pale moonlight I looked down upon my body I had not yet changed but I felt that my musculature was starting to grow and clothes starting to tighten. My sinews could barely hold on to my expanding muscles and morphing skeleton. Fur started to appear as my tight clothes start ripping from my swelling musculature. To add to my expanding physique something else was not expanding but almost shrinking. I realized my cock was starting to diminish in size. But it wasn’t shrinking no. More like it was sinking inwards almost. 
I felt myself all over as my body got hairier and larger. While  stroking I feel my member rise up again but this time different. 
The sheer size of my erection ripped open my pants showing off my new canid member.
A thick red swollen shaft with two huge bulbs at the base popping out of a sheathe of loose fuzzy skin.
The skin on it was like that of what was formerly my glans except applied to my entire shaft. My throbbing wolfhood exuded an extreme arousing musk. Perhaps my olfactory senses had improved as a now half human half lupine creature.
My eyes close as I start stroking. As my body continued to morph my once pathetic physique became one that even the largest of strongmen would envy, muscle-bound but clad in soft fur. he tip of my nose started to darken and moisten. My mouth felt like it was stretching forward. The rest of my clothes finally snap off leaving me naked coated in fuzz. 
My strongest instinct was now to stroke my new member but as I grasped my hands around it I winced. My entire cock was now as sensitive as my cockhead.
“Great” I thought
Then a sudden thought occurred to me. I arched my back and opened my mouth and to my surprise my new body was also amazingly flexible.
My extended muzzle was enough to envelop my entire length as I suckle and lap my tongue around my new cock.
In the heat of the moment I climax and retract my mouth from my member as it spurted out a torrent of wolf cum.
Satisfied I laid down as I then noticed something approach from the corner of my eye.
A man clad in black leather with a gun in one hand and a giant makeshift cleaver in the other.
“SHIT”