Hungry like the wolf?

You ponder your new undertaking for a while. How in the name of God are you going to get through a literal ton of food?

Then it hits you. You don't necessarily have to be yourself. Maybe if you used a wish, you'd be in much better straits to pull this off.

"Genie..."

"Call me G. It's easier and almost sounds like a name."

"Well, G, I wish I was hungry like the wolf."

She stares at you blankly. "What the hell does that mean?"

"OK, I'll rephrase it. I wish I was a wolf. Well, a wolf-human morph. Kind of like a furry. And wish that I would also like the transformation to give me the generic natural hunger of a wolf, so I could better tackle this bet."

"Got it."

Suddenly you feel odd. Not a painful change, but it feels very different. Looking down at yourself, gray fur begins sprouting from your arms, and your chest becomes broader and stronger. Your stomach doesn't change, nor does the rest of your body. From what you can see you're simply going to be a regular wolf-man. Your face begins extending into your peripheral vision, and your muzzle becomes visible to you. Finally, you feel relatively normal, a bit softer maybe, and G confirms your full transformation. "Congratulations, wolfie."

You nod, and suddenly collapse in pain. "AAAAAA- what is this?" you ask, inexplicably retaining your ability to talk.

"It's your hunger, dummy!"

Remembering your wish, you immediately turn around and begin tearing into the food.

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