The New You

You shake your head, overwhelmed by the night's events. "I don't know how I feel, Irene. A part of me wants to bite you - but I don't want to kill anybody. I - I guess I just want you..."

She backs away slightly, and holds a hand against her mouth. "Oh...!" she manages, to whisper, understanding you.

Suddenly, you cry out as your bones lock. Collapsing upon the floor of your apartment, your body jerks and your transformation kicks into full gear. Your muscles and joints move in a state of flux, and your clothes take the strain, tearing apart.

The moon's rising...you remind yourself.

A minute or so later, you flex your forepaws then your furry limbs, and you slowly get up, ridding yourself of your human garb and licking your fangs. Instinctively, you howl - then worry about the fact you've probably awoken most of your neighbours.

Turning, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the full-length mirror in the lounge. You feel your new muzzle and pointed ears.

You're one fine-looking wolf man! Your fur is sleek, the tail is cute-looking and wags nicely, and you look as if you can now really handle yourself in a fight.

You growl in appreciation, then sniff the air, smelling fear. You look around. Irene is pressed against a wall, too frightened to bolt for the exit. She fumbles for her mobile phone, thinking of calling for the police. Then the mobile drops upon the floor, stopping halfway between you and her.

Written by Midnight Blue

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