Son of a... wait, you are the... oh, forget it.

Giggling, you feel the sensation of the werewolf bite, and deep down, you know what's happening. Yet, you can't stop laughing, thanks to the constant tickling of the tounges. Unable to control yourself, you feel your teeth sharpen and lengthen into sharper fangs, your already longer nails lengthening even further, becoming wicked looking claws. Any attempt to stop your laughter goes over like a lead-ballon, as your peals of laughter are joined by frantic tears.

"AHAHAHAHA! OH GOD, NO, PLEA-HAHAHAHAH!" It's no use, you're practically helpless. You look down at your feet, watching them lengthen into the hind legs of a wolf. Fur starts spreading all over you, tickling your skin even further. Swiftly, you clap your hand to your mouth in horror. But as the changes proceed, the gesture is ruined, as your hand soon becomes a paw, and your face a muzzle.

"HAHAHA-AHR-AHR-AHROOOOO!"

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