You are a werecat

The wizard looks at the cat and screams, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO! It cannot be! There is only one way that this could happen. TARS must have put a safety on the spell. The only way this could have happened is if you are a werecat. What did you do at the last eighteen full moons." You respond, "I just went to bed just as it began to rise to the highest position." The wizard responds, "You were not in your bed any of those nights. Except fifteen months ago when we went to bed together. A bit early. You gave me some nice love-nips. You did feel a bit wierd to the touch. I cannot remember what I did for the last three months. I must have been turned into a werecat. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Could it get any worse." You notice that it is a full moon tonight, and the moon is beginning to rise. You are in a bit of trouble. What do you do now?

Written by Mitchell Lord

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