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Faith the Werewolf © Me

When the moonlight washed over the hood as she wore it, an uncomfortable feeling rose within her. The transformation was on her before she could fully realize it, the popping and stretching of bone and skin as her body changed into a more wolf-like visage.

She had quickly gotten her shoes off before her growing paws had destroyed them, but her expanding chest and ribcage had destroyed her shirt entirely. Her pants fell to pieces as her tail and hips grew in and fur began to overtake her body. As she stared at the changes with her own transforming face, she felt no pain from it all. Instead worry gripped her as she was unable to pull the hood off and her body seem to far gone too stop the transformation now.