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As you wonder what to do, the door bursts open to reveal the coach and all the other werewolves from Gym, all in their half-wolf forms. He looks around and sees you.
In the manner of gym teachers everywhere, he snaps, "Abdominal pains, huh? Right. You used the Harzflower, and don't try to deny it. Now that you've got the hard part done", he snarls in the patented hello-sissy-boy voice of so many ex-jocks-turned-coaches, "grow some hands and get back out there!"
Desperately, you concentrate on hands. Hands, hands, gimme some hands before this mental case kills me!, you almost pray.
Slowly, your prayers are answered. Your legs elongate, your paws becoming more like hands as you straighten into the half-erect posture of your classmates. Finally, it stops, and you seem to have achieved the same state of change as the others. With a muttered curse that only your mind is old enough to understand, the coach shoves you out into the gym and ...
Written by Mitchell Lord (edited by wanderer)