I didn't really get this story, if I'm honest. It reads like a 3,000-word joke without much of a punchline. There were too many characters in it, and they didn't get enough to do; they were mostly talking about whatever kind of food or booze they brought, and then proceeded to just frolic around. It felt really muddled and frenetic, and I couldn't keep track of who everyone was, and what they were up to. The only character who I could consistently keep up with was Tom, because he kept putting on the sunscreen to conveniently keep him out of the story until everyone else is a werewolf.

I suppose it's kind of funny that he had a bucket of something called "Curse of the Werewolf" in his pool shed, and it's not that important where it came from or why he has it, because it's part of the punchline. It still sticks out a bit unusually, though; felt a bit crowbarred in. I'd be curious to know why the hell a wet rag like him has something like that, or for that matter, why he thought he could stir it into the pool with his bare hands. Or why them all turning into werewolves is a particularly good punchline.

To sum up, the story is too fast-paced, it's hard to follow, and though the concept shows potential to be funny, it's a bit diverted by cliché and plot convenience.