Werewolf

Looking at your hands you see that they are hairier, with pads on your palms and fingertips and your nails have grown into claws. Your clothes get tighter and rip as your body grows a bit of muscle as well as fur, and big footpaws break apart your shoes.

Rushing to the mirror, you see your hairy face reshape, gaining a muzzle, fangs and wolf ears.

"Well it seems as though we're in the same boat!" observes the wolf. "Now you have no choice but to help me."

Written by AndrewAnorak

Go West, young Wolfman!

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