🔷️♥️🐺Heart Wolf Beat (s9•2)
✒️With You Always
♦️*Lycanimator*
✒️Story🔹️❌V3~2
✒️Style🔹️Genetic
•UNwilling
•Extreme Pain
•*Wolf*
•UnClothed~Censored
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*You* and *Your* 13 friends go out into the woods to explore on a weekend off. All of you come across a underground bunker that seems to of just been abandoned recently.

As *You* and *Your* friends explore the half house half lab facility, you come to quickly regret your actions for not only does the faltering power lock the doors, there's a Melting Monster hunting You & the other 13 down!

The shambling Wolf like monster is slow but seems to be everywhere as You look for a way out of there.

Suddenly on your own. You are unaware of the consequences of simply being there, yet You are 1st to know that there are more than one Melting Monster out there, as well as weird furless Wolfs of varying sizes.

This new threat trys to hunt You down, but You managed to find a hole in the wall you can fit in but the hulking Wolf can't. The hole in a lab most likely caused by a tank or some other piece of equipment having exploded.

A cave maybe, this fissure may very well be the exit You've been searching for. But do You risk going back?...
Suddenly the hulking Wolf bends the wall with shear strength and comes after You!

You try to out move it in this narrow path but it crushes its way through, causing the tunnel to tremor, which leads to a fatal cave in...

You lay on your back, gasping for air...You're out, laying on grass, the tunnel killed Your pursuer.

After You grain Your strength You get up and move on & stumble upon the front door, still shut, Your friends still trapped inside...You leave and don't look back...

You try to move on with Your life but a pain in your chest leads you to believe guilt is eating away at you. And no matter how much you eat, the guilty ridden hunger just won't go away.

But, one night as you try to sleep You hear something, a faint cry. Groggy, You sit up in bed and in a haze try to understand where the cry came from. Your chest feels heavy again, heavier still then days before and before them. You lay back down on Your chest, only to feel something move inside of you followed by the cry once more!

You spring up! The crying You've heard in Your sleep wasn't in Your head, but, in Your Chest! You feel the moving again which tugs at You!

You get dressed & take off to a place Your group left some junk you've collected from various abandoned places you've explored. Your aim is the old stand up X-ray everyone got to work.

Getting it on & setting up Your phone to record the results, You fear what is about to be seen...as clear as day, where your heart is *Supposed-To-Be*, is what looks like a puppy hanging from its back where the connection tubes are. Like a child strapped to Your chest.

The pain in Your chest was Not guilt, it was from Your Heart stop being Your Heart!
The hunger You've been suffering wasn't from Your guilt, it was to fuel the Growth of the Puppy that once was Your Heart!

You sit there, paralyzed with indecision as to what to do, as You can feel it move more, and cry weakly. What should You do? Do You go and tell someone? Who would believe You? If they do and go to that place, will they let out that corruption? How many people have You been around? How many have You possibly contaminated?

You decide to stay, where You are as You try to figure out the best course of action.

But as You think on what to do, You begin to feel uncomfortable in Your clothes & remove them, and then it begins. You left the contaminated bunker thusly Your change was slowed, and the over abundance of food kept You from being eaten alive by your heart. But now the slow change is visible, and it will take days, it'll take its time to finish.
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Electing to stay, You pace about trying to think about Your situation and what You should do as Your body begins to feel hotter. Your *Heart* has begun to pump faster, with Your blood pumping fast it's causing Your body to heat up, this is going to aid in Your transformation by circulating what has been slowly spreading through out Your system. You stop Your pacing, feeling the unbearable heat, You worry as to what this could mean, and yet, You fear You already know. It's too much heat, You remove Your shirt, letting the cool air touch Your skin. But it's not enough, you need it ALL off, for if You don't, You'll burn up. You're, already having, a hard time breathing. Only once all of Your clothing has been removed and the air conditioner chills the air, do you finally feel...little less over heated...

It's been a short bit now, Your body is being boiled from within, and frozen from the outside, You feel sick because of this. Burning yet freezing, you shiver and sweat. Your attention is drawn from Your ill temp by the tingling sensation building in Your nose. You're sick and Your nose was going to start running. You rub Your nose...it, felt off, moved funny. You touch it again, it's, torn? Your nostrils have separated from their lower points? And a groove runs down the column of Your nose to its base, though a faint one. Your nose changed, it wasn't from You getting sick, which it is still a possibility. You are unable to see these changes without the mirror, but You certainly can feel them. A small change, but a ripple in a pond only gets bigger before it stops. You know, more is coming. The others were becoming Monstrous Wolfs, even if the ones You saw get infected became melting monsters, You will not be forgetting anytime soon the large red Wolfs, that resembled and pulsed like a heart. Little wonder, considering what's inside Your chest right now...

Fear of ending up like one of those vicious, things, gets to you. The heat produced from Your changing body is beginning to level You out temp wise as time goes by, one thing to be grateful for You guess. While Your mind is elsewhere You've been chewing on Your nails, and You pull one out by accident. You stop, registering what just happened, and look to Your right pointer, yeah, nail's gone. You pluck what's held in Your clenched teeth and hold it in Your left hand and stare at the little bloodied nail...
Dropping it, You pick another to pull, and pause...then tug, nothing...next finger. Playing roulette with Your nails isn't fun, learning not all of them are ready to depart from You, just yet, isn't good or bad news. Thumb and pointer of the right, ring of the left.

The 1st two changes were small, but bigger changes are still coming if Your going to end up as that Heart Wolf. You decide to set up a large mirror everyone found that was said to be haunted and sit there staring at Yourself...un, comfortably...unfortunately Your discomfort was for naught, nothing happened, You wonder when the next change will happen? Maybe something already happened? You tug Your nails, look yourself over and pat Yourself down, nothin...You wait for awhile but nothing more occurs for now and so You get up to resume pacing.

Each time You pass by the mirror You can't help but glance at it, the anticipation is killing you. And the occasional movement and sounds coming from Your chest isn't helping. You stopped infront of the mirror as You rub Your chest in concern, You catch a glimpse of tiny movement, You watch as Your ears move. Their bases are changing as they move, the base of a Wolf's ears are not the same as a Human's, for example, they don't have lobes.

Trying to sleep, You feel the little creature in Your chest move, a demonic alarm clock making sure You get up to eat every now and then. You're beginning to get a idea of how pregnancy must be like. Good thing the group keeps food here, every so often someone would check on the collected cash of odds and ends stored here. Some even used the place as a retreat, a quiet getaway from town. Preparing a simple snack, Your attention is drawn to something on the counter, grabbing it You realize it's, hair? But who's? It wasn't there a mo-...it's Your own, it must be. The Heart Wolfs were furless. You run Your fingers through Your hair, and pull out more hair...
Clentching Your fist, You wish You knew some way to stop this...but there is one thing, however hitting the "Game Over" button just doesn't sit well with You...
A familiar tug in Your chest, and You grab Your meal to go to stop the begging.

The little one has been restless for awhile now, is it possible that the thought that came about earlier is bothering it? But, how would it know? How would it know Your thoughts? The little one has You distracted, paying little attention to Your tingling toes, tingling similar to Your finger tingle. Even with Your chewing, before and after the denailing, it's the same feeling. But once Your vision passes by Your feet You notice toenails are missing, pulling Your feet in You once more play roulette with nails, index toes and big toes, all 4 lose their nails. Others are loose, but only these come out now. You think the others will probably come off as You walk about.

Oh the number of nick nacks in this place, from normal things bought at various stores, to possibly paranormal things and old junk found during everyone's explorations. You're trying to distract or calm the Wolf Pup that's impossibly Your Heart. When it finally calms down You decide to go sit on the couch. Walking by the mirror You believe to of noticed something, odd. You turn Your back to it and see the stub of a tail. You cautiously feel it to be sure of what You're seeing, and it is the beginnings of a tail. Other than with Your hand, You are unable to move it, not even a tiny twitch. Is it just not long enough, or is it that whatever is necessary to move it isn't there yet, or, in Your brain yet? Still in need of rest, You sit down and lean back, leaning back on the couch pushes against Your tail, which hurts even with it being so small, so back forward then...no, this isn't comfortable, You lay down on Your side. Your body tingles and aches every so often, so there is no real comfort...

Time to eat again, while the little one inside is quiet, You have been eating more and more, so the small snacks You've been making ain't cutting it any more. A bigger meal is required now, once made You go to dig in- Pain! A sharp pain came from your teeth! You winced and moaned out in pain, but once the moment was over You use Your tongue to press against Your teeth. Sharp pains strike again as some move and others don't!
You reach into Your mouth and pull out a tooth! You stare at the bloodied tooth before grabbing a 2nd tooth Your tongue pushed out. A moller (2nd to last, top left) and a incisor (bottom, right most). Others feel loose too, but don't come out. Where You teeth were are sharp objects, cutting Your tongue. Food and teeth down, You poke Your finger around, already knowing what You'll find, the tip of fangs pushing out. Your still, lost in thought, thinking as to why it's going so slowly, when the unwanted passenger crys out for the meal as Your stomach does so as well.

As You've been doing since the 1st few nails came out You're chewing on Your fingers, their various ends have been itching more and more. Various parts of Your body is increasingly getting more tingly or itchy, small jauts of pain every so often or from various movements causes You to jerk. The pain and jerking makes You think that You understand why the Monsters were so angry, the pain drove them nuts.
Suddenly liquid touches Your tongue, where it came from isn't the 1st thing that comes to mind.
The taste of it was familiar yet it was different. You continue to ponder till You realize You bit Your finger, it's blood! You pull Your finger out and notice that it's only bleeding from the tip, a sharp point is pushing out. 2 other sharp claws pierce through Your finger tips of Your left hand, thumb, pointer, ring. The pain and itching is claws trying to dig their way out...You look down to Your feet, the tingling is getting worse down there, is there claws coming out of them too? You reach down...then stop.

Log: A thought came to You, You sit down at the laptop and begin typing. You're going to chronicle the transition. Who knows, maybe this could be useful to someone...who, ever that sees this.

You succeed in falling asleep, or have You? The other one isn't bothering You right now. You can feel it's still as You're enjoying the pitch black silence around You. A rare moment the 2 of You are both content to just rest....however Your body has other plans, Your left hand and arm are tingling real bad. Still swaddled by darkness, the 1st thought is "(i'm just laying on it wrong)", and so You roll over and place it on Your chest. The Pup doesn't seem to care, excepting the move...regrettably, the feeling doesn't go away, and both of You begin to get agitated. Opening Your eyes to the dim lights You left on to not trip over anything, You get up onto Your right elbow and look to Your hand. Your left hand, wrist, and some of the lower arm has swollen some. You rise to Your right hand and look closer at Your left. You can eazily tell when You lay back down onto Your back and put Your hands together. Tingling continues, Your hand must be swelling or changing still...pointer and ring finger claws have fully pushed out, their pain is numbing, while middle and pinky are starting to pierce their way out.

Changing, from Human to one of those things. Your body is feeling more and more uncomfortable and the little one inside seems to be as agitated as You are. You're curious to see if something is happening and go to the mirror, and...something's off...looking closely, You see that Your skin, all over Your entire body is turning, red. Why not, those Heart Wolfs were red skinned. Every inch of Your skin is turning red, though if You weren't looking for some change, You might not have noticed. The furless monster was as red as a Heart, which You are on Your way to resembling.

Log: typing tricky with claws. The rubedo of Your skin draws to mind a Indian red Wolf...Lion? Wolion? Liolf? Whatever. Though 13 was covered in fur. The Wolf in question looked more like a war made K9 of a Dragon's age. You are also concerned that some how the Wolf Pup that replaced Your Heart is not only hearing Your thoughts, but feeling what You feel. You 2 are at times at odds, other times of the same mind. You don't get why the other one hates You.

Once more unto the breach, time to kill. The absurdly slow changes are getting more and more on Your nerves, just like the whole situation. The ceaseless aching of Your body. How difficult things are becoming with Your finger tips so painful with claws piercing through them. Teeth being forced out by deadly fangs. Your body over heating causing You to forego clothes. Then there's the stowaway, the whole thing is making Your head hurt, aspecially Your n~?...You cross Your eyes and look at Your nose...has it gotten bigger? It sure looks different. You return to the mirror to see.
You were right, the tip of Your nose has not only risen up some, but pushed out as well! Even Your nostrils have pushed forward. Just feeling around Your nose You can tell the area around it is pushed out as well, a snout is being molded. Nails flake off of Your right hand's middle and pinky finger, leaving behind- for now, the ring finger. The changing pains were coming right from under Your, eyes, for it was Your nose from which the feeling came.

Log: x-ray of forming muzzle. Even being able to watch it happen, it's odd looking at x-rays or pictures of Your transformation. But You amagine someone out there would find all of this fascinating. You can see the new fangs growing under Your teeth. Note; the extending of Your tail bone into an actual tail is something else, existing bones change and the new vertibray growing like a Rattle Snake's rattle, but Yours is not a marauka so expecting a sound from shaking it is nonsense.

Some more self reflection, You open Your mouth as wide as You can and shine a light in, more chompers are ready to be plucked from Your maw. You're careful not to cause any sudden sharp pains, You'd prefer NOT to eat one of Your own fingers...let alone any one elses, of course...it's painful enough when it does it, You don't need to add to Your own misery. It'll hurt far more now with sharp fangs, exposed or under Your teeth, it will hurt more. Finding the right Alligator teeth to pull so the bone trap never snaps shut. Adding to Your collection of finger and toe nails, and the last two teeth are a premolar (1st, top left), molar (last, bottom right), premolar (1st, bottom left). Your top left K9 was o'vious, it sat crooked after the tongue-ing, it came out without a fuss, the replacement K9 is already quiet visible. Eating is only getting more difficult.

You lay on Your belly, for laying on Your back seems to make Your Heart Pup, Pup Heart? Irritable, though laying on Your chest You can feel the little thing touching Your ribs sometimes..."(is it trying to get free?)" You think...besides its comfort, You like the feel of the fuzzy furry floor against Your belly, other times the air vent, or even the kitchen floor. The tag along likes the air vent most.
The irritation grows with Your ears, You have been feeling them as You measure their growth. Inching along as the hour went by. Something else has come to Your attention, the sounds of the world around You, sounds You've never heard before are now audible to You. You've begun, out of boredom, to list out every sound's source and whether You could of heard it before all this.

Your current location couldn't be more perfect. An old abandoned house of some size out in the middle of the woods that was haunted and had storys of a vicious dog like creature seen in the area. Non of You had ever seen said Creature, untill You went to that place and came here. You're going to become the evil resident of this place the storys talked about.
But that's not all, the wildlife that lives here have captivated Your sensitive ears. You've gone to the windows You leave open and just listen to the world outside. This is quiet calming, surprisingly so, its soothing effects works on both of You, You're both pacified by it. Pain is a distant memory when the 2 of You are lost in sound...the world has opened up, so much, for You now. Which has You crying, thinking, You won't care about it or anyone else at some point of this. You wipe away Your tears, but how Your left hand felt when it touched You was wrong.
As the last of Your left's nails drop away, You watch as Your hand reshapens slowly. It swells more, pointer and middle fingers start relocating. All digits are getting a little shorter. Skin is growing between Your fingers, is it webbing? Of course it is, Wolfs have webbed toes. Your claws of this future paw have fully pushed out. The swelling of Your hand, wrist, and little of Your lower arm ceases. Your pointer and middle have shifted to be leveled with the ring finger. The shrinking, growing of webbing, all stops.
This transition was slow, and it was rather uncomfortable. As Your tears continue to fall You try to once more to become lost in the sounds of nature.....but, Your crys of pain, has scared it off, for now...

Sitting on the floor, You notice You lost most of Your toenails, well, all of them, they've been torn out as You've walked around leaving a few stubborn ones clinging by a thread. You pluck these off and wonder where the others are...Your mind turns to the remaining nails on Your hands, and think, will they come out too as You begin to pull. The rest come out. All of Your Human, *claws*, are gone, and soon each digit and toe cept Your big toes will have far more efficient and deadlier ones. You collect Your dejected nails and place them with the rest of Your nails and teeth piled on the end table under a lamp by the bed You try to sleep on....

Log: no nails, and claws only have made scratching, tricky. But it does make opening things eazyer. When not digging into, or, out of Your body, claws can be useful.....You're, not flexible enough to scratch with Your feet yet, You hurt Yourself trying, ignoble video log.

You go to the window and notice it's raining, You thought it was by the sound of it while taking a short nap. You open the window and the smell of the rain hits hard, Your whole body tingled, in a good, very pleasant way. You sit there and breathe in deeply which only sends another ripple down you. Much akin to sound bathing, this sooths You and the other, and You can tell You and the other are thinking the samething...outside You go. Once You leave the roofed porch and the cool rain starts staccatoing onto Your bare body it instantly seems to numb You, You put Your head back, eyes closed, open Your mouth, and stick out Your tongue...rain...the cool water flowing across Your body feels so nice, so does it too on Your aching teeth. It's clear, more are about to jump ship. Your fangs already visible are getting longer. Standing there, You let the rain in. Your Pup Heart also feels at ease, and, You feel lighter, like You're being held up by another, gently. The calming noises of the rain and forest enrapture You both, taking away Your pain...till upon another gulp, Your teeth meet and the pain tells You its time to pull. You reach in and pull out teeth from the bottom left; the incisor by the left K9 and the 1st molar, all 3 of these come out. You lament to the thought of right side eating for now, images of Animals eating this way doesn't make You feel any better. With no pockets, You keep a hold of Your teeth. After a brief pause staring at them, You return to the rain. This time round, Your pain didn't scare off the birds who go on their way chirping calmly in the rain as they look for worms.

Log: Wildlife. Doesn't seem that bothered by Your presence, which is weird. Human or Wolf, they shouldn't be getting so close To You. Is it possible that so few threats or Humans come out here they don't know better? No, that can't be it, Birds can fly around, they would know better. What does this mean then? Why do they find it so comfortable around a Hunan? A Wolf? A Monster....

You began to rub Your body down, taking a shower out in the calm rain, You rub every inch thinking You need to get clean. But at one point not only do You question why You're doing this outside, the rain begins to grow from gentle to a down poor You decide to go back inside. You stop on the porch and lean forward, heels up, arms hanging, hunching/arching Your back, head down. Tense up, then shake! Going down to Your hands as You did it. Afterwards You stand and go to the door an- "(What did i just do?)" flys across Your mind. After a short pause of embarrassment, You go in and think even after 2 Wolf behavioral ticks, it felt good out there, it was like, the very 1st time You ever sat out in the rain. And if You were to be honest with yourself, the shake dry, felt good and, was surprisingly effective. You have been caught in the rain before, but You enjoyed sitting out there in it just now. You are well aware of these feelings by not only the thoughts going through both of You, a different kind of warmth from Your Heart, but by a new feeling. While You began to clean Yourself, when You shaked dry, You could feel the nerves moving down a new appendage. You look back and see Your tail has lengthen and is wagging, it's probly a little longer than a docked tail of a Dobermann Pinscher. It wags free with no clothes on. Also, its movement makes it clear Your brain has now changed to work a tail and translate Your feelings to it...odd though, is that the little one's tail moving too? You both are happy, and content. The wash and shake wasn't that bad if the 2 of You are going to get along. Your small tail, wags freely on...

Log: X-ray tail. You took a video of You behind the x-ray and thought about how it felt outside, You got a good shot of it moving. Its growing slowly, but its movement doesn't lie. Tails, are connected to one's soul...

As You walk around, 4 toes of Your right foot ache more and more, till at one point they seem to catch the carpet and You trip up a little. You free Your foot and lean against a wall and pull Your foot up, it's bleeding. Claws, they've pierced through and they're what caught hold of the carpet. All 4 are coming out at once, it must be because unlike Your hands, for now, You walk stand and place a lot of pressure on Your toes, so they all came out together. If not for knowing Wolfs didn't have a 5th toe on their back feet, You'd question- it's shrinking, Your big toe is shrinking. They're still sharp. As You rub Your toes You discover webbing is starting to grow too...You look to Your left foot, then back to Your right, wiggling Your clawed toes. You put Your foot back down and clench Your toes a few times, picking it up then placing it back down again. Once You believe to of gotten the hang of it You take off once more...You hear the sounds of the carpet being pulled again.

Log: You take a picture with the x-ray, foot held up, You're wanting to see how much of the structure on the inside has changed. Just a shrunk big toe and claws for now.

Today, Your chest has been in pain since before You got up. This brings a fear that the Heart Wolf Pup is getting ready to detach, meaning You're going to die! You thought the 2 of You were getting along? The pain however is spreading, every bone between Your neck, arms, waist, as well as Your skin and muscles. The entire center of Your being is in pain O&R feels weird. You've gone to the mirror re-peat-ed-ly, trying to see what's going on! The little one even feels discomfort. Scrutinizing every inch of Your body, and You believe to of finally have found it. You thought You noticed it earlier, but it could've been how You were positioned, but now it's clear. The pressure pushing against Your chest from behind, the tightness of Your shoulders. Your chest is being forced outwards, Your Human frame has begun switching over to a Wolf's, biped to quadruped. This is the 1st major change besides Your spine lengthening into a tail, which has curled between Your legs from the pain. The compression of Your torso, expansion of Your ribs, isn't much right now, but it is quite noticeable with no clothes on. This continues through out the whole day and well into the night.

Log: The x-ray picture is disturbing, You chest is expanding and being crushed. The little one inside looks curled up more in the earlier pictures, then went back to how it normaly hangs in Your chest, like a child in a chest pouch. All the tubes by the tail and nape of its neck.

Detouring on Your way to bed You go to the mirror to check on Your body, how further has it pushed out and pressed in? However what You notice is Your skin is even redder than before, more noticeable is Your left hand. It's even redder than the rest of Your body. With how red You've become, people would assuredly notice and question if You were alright? O'viously You're not of course. And more than likely neither are those whom You were near, which could mean those they've been around, and...You didn't know, how could You then, but now, You wonder if You should of stayed in that place.....
Your left hand's aching gets worse...
You look to it, You watch Your fingers shrink, they're about half their old length. As that happens Your pointer and middle fingers are snapping into their final position, the placement of Your fingers are now how a paw's toes would be positioned. The webbing is still growing between Your fingers, moving towards the middle knuckle. Your thumb snaps and twists and locks up and Your wrist does the same, locking up restricting how much it can turn, it now has the movement one would expect from a K9's paw. The claw of Your deteriorating thumb pushes fully out. Your oddly shaped left hand is now a deadly blunt weapon with sharp edges, assuredly ment to kill anything in its way. That Wolf was huge, but You can't help think of a Lion or more over, a Tiger, with how big it's becoming as You rub it. There's an odd tightening happening so You're rubbing it, it's focused in 6 spots, they darken and their texture changes. You continue to rub them, and You finally realize, they're paw pads! You rub and rub them as the tightening feeling goes away...you, keep rubbing...the newly formed pads have softened up and, feel, pleasant to the touch and to be touched!...You've lost Yourself to this softness...You slow to a stop, a little embarrassed and redder...and with a pleased grin.

Log: They're not black, but the spots on Your hand are clearly pads, matching nicely with a photo on the net. Your locked wrist and thumb makes Your left hand rather useless, you can hold things down, but holding them is tricky. X-ray shows the bone structures change, so it proves the loss of its mobility.

You lay propped up on Your left elbow on the couch, Human furniture is a pain in the tail. As You watch TV You chuckle and jest to Yourself about distracting Yourself with the *magic picture box*...You, wonder, what will Your mental state really be like after this...Your attention is drawn to Your left foot. You watch claws tear through the tips of the 4 toes. As You roll off the couch to stand and press out Your claws, You think on how the ones back at that place acted. You wonder...
Will You remember anyone You know?
Will You remember what You were?
Will You attack those who You care about?
Will You remember leaving everyone behind to save Yourself?
Will You even remember what a stupid TV is?.....
You scratched the floor till it hurt trying to pull Your new claws out any further. You lay back down, getting them out felt good, till they wouldn't move any more.

As You go about doing whatever, Your tail sways about. It either can't sit still, or You're constantly in a good mood. It makes You feel good when it does wag, it's an odd unexplainable feeling that could be a few different things. Either way, it curls away from You so You're not getting flick by it all that much. You're even coming to really like Your tail, You're getting use to how to make it move on command! Curling it around Your hip and leg to sit or lay down more comfortably. But You're content with leaving it to its own whims, auto piloted tail is just fine for it keeps it from just hanging there like a dead limb, getting in the way as You walk...You think, it's great having a tail! Your tail wags in kind.

Log: Extreme enlightenment. X-ray shows Your curled tail clear in the photo. It sticks hapfully out with a arch to the sky...well will when it gets longer. Took several trys to get a non blurred tail shot. Joy is plastered on Your face as You type this out, along with Your tail wagging.

Desiring to get washed, You get ready to get the tub going...but You've been smelling rain for awhile now, and sure enough it's still raining. You stand there for a few moments trying to decide what to do. You don't want to take soap outside to keep from poisoning the ground or some bird. But the tub won't smell as nice........You go outside, taking the sensory bathing over the claustrophobic tub. Once the door opens and the smell and cool moist air hits You, You know You made the right decision. You leave the porch and *get into the shower*. Without thinking, You get down to all 4s and sit on Your hands and bent feet, and just stay there. The 1st rinse. After a bit of drenching in water and sound, You start to *scrub*, rubbing and scratching Your body clean. While You're unsure what Wolfs do, or WereWolfs do to get clean, this is what You feel like doing and feels natural. As You get clean, Your left arm begins to really tingle, You open Your eyes and watch as it wholly swells, from wrist to shoulder it swells equally. Thinking about a change, You check Yourself before resuming bathing. You've looked at Your bare body every time a Your body ached more than usual, watching the slow changes as they happen.

Log: You decide to do a Wolf behavior search upon the net, You are pleased to learn Wolfs do bathe in the rain and scratch themselfs clean. But, You hope You don't adopt some of their other means of um, cleaning slash grooming...

Walking about the den, You can tell that Your left foot is in the process of further changes. Clenching Your toes, Your claws are fully digging into the carpet, it feels good, like You dug them into some prey! But then You notice that Your big toe is now moving back as it continues to shrink, and it seems to be pulling the next 2 with it. You lift Your foot up and support Yourself with the wall. Splaying Your moving toes, You see the webbing is growing more...and then, a familiar feeling that makes You grin, You sit against the wall and bring up Your foot and watch the paw pads form. And just like the 1st time, You find Yourself rubbing them in delight that more than just a happy face reflects this, Your tail shows it as well. Once You've satisfied this desire, You try to remember what You were doing and return to it...the thought of footwear is far, far...away...from Your mind...

Nothing has been able to pull You away from Your nose...snout?...You have been staring at it for hours, which has You worried Your eyes might get stuck crossed. The thought gives You a short lived break though, as You image how clumsy the Heart Wolf in that place could of been, crashing about, missing by a mile, so on. Comedic gold. Then You think of if You did get stuck with Your eyes crossed, at least that'd give others a chance to get away from You. The snout forming from Your nose is getting bigger as it levels out horizontally. Your nostrils hurry after and rise up too. The current shape of Your proboscis in the mirror is truly comical in and of itself, You'd assuredly be called names by others, probly "Hog Nose" regardless of it being wrong.

Log: Though creepy, the look of Your skull changing is...interesting. the shape of the nose area is clearly looking more like it was taken from some Animal and grafted onto Your face. The fangs help this image. You can't help staring at it for a bit, when it shifts in Your mind to a full muzzle's smile in seconds, You can't help but grin...the movement of Your nose's end is more movable than a Human's nose.

"The tooth fairy would love me right now." You say to Yourself as 8 teeth elect to drop out...Well, it, would be 8, if the 1st wasn't swallowed while You were trying to eat. And the idea of retrieving it later, ain't very tasteful...the chompers joining Your collection are: bottom right middle molar, bottom right front premolar, top left's last premolar,
bottom 2nd on right incisor, top center 2 incisors, bottom right K9, and the missing top far back right molar. If You weren't growing new Wolf fangs to instantly replace Your Human teeth, eating solid foods would be extremely difficult. "(These fast growing fangs are a blessing)", You think, for You really don't want to put Your meals into the blender. Regardless, care when eating is still required. The remaining half of Your Human teeth are still shooting You extreme pain from time to time.

Log: A single x-ray image of the swallowed tooth with an arrow pointing at it.

You've been laying on Your back on the floor for awhile now, if not for the clear signs of pain, one could mistake You as a pooch fast asleep on its back. Legs bent, elbows down while hands are up in the air. But what's really going on is the transition of a Human's torso to a Wolf's has begun again. The feeling of Your ribs pressing in on the sides only to press out in the middle isn't very pleasant, both You and the other one are in great discomfort and a large amount of pain. All You can do, is lay there. Your shoulders crush in more as Your ribs are forced out. You place Your right hand to Your chest, and the little one calms a little. Your hand can feel each of Your ribs more and more eazily. It's difficult to think, the pained filled transformation is all You can focus on...But one thing does slip through the transition to Your attention...You if You're really hearing, what You think You're hearing? Writhing on the floor in pain as a biped frame whiches more to quadruped. This sound You're hearing, while You hear moans, groans, and sounds of one in pain. Sounds from something, not Human...an Animal's Growls, and angry whimpers. Is that, coming from me, You wonder, when You cross this stream of chaos, will You have lost Your voice?.....once You can finally put a thought together You turn to the mirror, then lean over and sit up onto Your side. Some tears from the pain fall...after a few moments to lick Your lips You introduce Yourself to the mirror...You spoke Human words...but as they sound now, You may loose more than just Your Human tongue, but words too. That or, You're going to be speaking Beastenese....

Log: Speach test. You found a language for dummies digital book, kind of, and read it. Tongue twisters. Favorite song lyrics. Poetry even. Quotes to Your favorite show. You pass, in Your book. But You still worry about being able to talk after this.

You once more return to the window and open it, You watch the Birds and listen to the various sounds of nature. As you sit on Your knees with Your arms on the windowsill Your ears start to get irritated by something, You swat round Your ears and hit them on occasion, which seems to make it go away...temporarily. A pesky fly!? You had opened the window and an opportunistic fly stowawayd inside and has now has elected to terrorize You during this moment of peace. Even the Pup inside is aggravate by the terrible terror Fly of death!! As You wave continuously at terror fly and Your poor ears continue to suffer under it tyranny, a unexpected guest shows up, alerting You to 2 things...Birds hop about and fly around, chirping their heads off when a bush rustles a little bit, You nonchalantly look over. When the bush shakes for the 3rd time with You staring, out came a Rabbit.
All at once, the following happened.
*Your vision narrows as it seems to zoom in on the rabbit.
*Your left hand/paw tenses up, digging into the windowsill. You can hear the wood crunching from Your strong grip!
*Your right hand goes to the glass above & presses hard against it.
*You rise up from the floor quickly to Your feet standing on Your toes!
*Your tail goes nuts, wagging at high speed while trying to kink itself as far skywards as it can!
*Your ears perk up and try to point in its direction to have nose, eyes and ears pointed straight at it.
..."(Did, am i doing what i think i'm doing?)" You wonder. But before You figure out how You feel about, You see Your opaque reflection in the window- lowering it down some, Your erect Ears...You pull Your right hand away from the window, but Your left is stuck in the windowsill, You can't pry Yourself free. Stuck tightly, You use Your right to feel them...They've moved up Your head, they look less Human due to the move and no longer sit where Human ears would. So then, that feeling was no Fly, nor Nat, it is Your ears moving and changing. They sit closer to Wolf shape than a Human's now. Your ears wiggle, then tilt some as You tilt Your head to a side in quandary, You like how they look as You tilt Your head to the otherside. A sudden realization of Your behavior being very K9....not, that You seem to care...about Your ears at least. You're not exactly please with the thought You could of torn through the screen, since the window is open enough for You to squeeze through, and then go and bite down on the poor Rabbit and eat it raw then and there. However, the Wolf in You apparently wants to be on Hell's Kicthen, for various dishes You could make out of it also came to mind, and when the crabby ham of a devil shouts *it's raw!* asking if you'd eat it, you'd reply, "Yes." and promptly do so.
But as of right now, You don't want to go after the delicious fuzz ball, You may not be able to catch it like this, and if You do, who knows how long it'd take and how far You'd end up.
Lastly...creaking sounds...You're still stuck, to the windowsill...really stuck...for the next while You're freeing Yourself from the windowsill puzzle box.

Log: Mental check. You watch videos on various Animals...not even the little reacts...well, o'viously the Wolf You're becoming isn't stupid.

Stomach growls, Pup crys, meaning, time to eat. The meal You're preparing is bigger than any other You've made so far. The portions jumped prior to Your torso changing, but it stayed at its new amount, and does so each time it happens. This has You thinking "(I will be nawing on Thumper's haunch soon)", a rye thought. The cash of food stocks, was never ment for a prolonged stay of a large party. You look around to what's visible when Your left hand begins to hurt! You look to it and notice it's changing again, and as it does You hurry to the mirror. Toes of a paw are replacing Your fingers, finalizing their form as webbing stops at the middle knuckle as the shape of Your hand rounds out into a paw, lastly Your thumb has become a dew claw, or a spur. A large paw that's almost hand like.
As this finalizing occurred You saw how Your body was getting even redder. Not only that though, the feeling of Your skin on Your hand, arm, body, hell all of You, the texture of Your skin has begun changing. This feeling isn't as nice as Your paw pads, and is noticeably different from normal skin and them. Unfortunately though, You pulled out more hair when You rubbed Your head. You guess that a 3rd of Your hair is now gone. Explains the amount of hair You've been finding...

Log: Image of paw. The x-ray has it as a large paw, but the actual thing does have 4 toes that are long enough to possibly hold onto something, but not reliable enough to keep its grip. Also, You shed a few tears for Your hair. You feel if You were growing fur, You wouldn't be feeling so bad.

More rain, the smell of it and the cool moist air comes in from the window. While the thought crossed Your mind to go out in it, You had decided not to this time. But then, You get this feeling in Your chest. But this feeling, didn't just feel like it came from the Pup, but from You, Yourself...with Your hand to Your chest You turn back to the window...
Outside You sit down once more on Your toes and hands, lowering some till You're comfortable. Tail curled round You.
The rain feels good on Your changing skin, just like it has since this started.
But then there's this odd feeling in You. Over the course of this change, You've felt something, outside them. You felt as if You were suspended in the air. Felt like You were surrounded by darkness. You even felt movement that was Your own body and questioned why You hated Yourself? But recently, You feel, comfort, You feel as if You'll take care of Yourself or rather the other *You*, the Heart Wolf Pup feels comfort like a child would with their parents. It's a bizarre mixed feeling of child and parent. But within this spiral of feelings is the sense, that they're all *Your* thoughts. The 2 of You not only excepted one another, You became one. You can feel the other's movement as much as can Your own. When the other moves, breathes (though how the *Heart* Pup breathes in there is a quandary), toes wiggle, each tail wag, nose and ears twitch. You feel Your own movement, You 2 are 1...and with this, synchronization, the little one, fades away. You're no more of two minds, but one. You feel at peace with this unified feeling. This transformation won't be so bad, with it being like this. Your no monster. Even if to a Canary a Cat is a monster, You're truly not one, at Heart...
The rain continues, as nature goes on its merry way around You...

Log: Edited over time. The Heart Wolf Pup has stopped moving and has curled up tightly, and hasn't moved or made a sound since that day. It now seems to be in hibernation.

You wake in the middle of the night to eat, but You can't see, Your eyes are sore and irritable. You grope Your way to the bathroom and flip on the lights, You try to open Your eyes long enough to look at them. Other than having blood shot eyes for this rude awakening, You believe to see something else...but You just can't make it out now...so, instead of eating You return to bed.....once morning arrives You slowly open Your covered eyes, then uncover them and look around...You eyes itch a little bit, but You can see now. You go back to the mirror and get up close to it, looking closely at Your eyes. You become distracted by the act of You standing on Your toes to do this, but don't stop doing it. Your irises are changing color. Red now circles Your pupils like You had the ring version of heterochromia.
FLASH!
You jerk a bit and then snarl at the mirror, arching Your back and lowering Your head. The image of the one that tried to kill You came to mind and was imprinted onto the mirror in Your mind, replacing You...You stared into those eyes and let it know You were not happy with it...but, even if YOU're no monster deep down, the way You'll look, and those eyes...who would really be willing to trust You? Believe You're not a monster through and through?...well, it does matter, You know You're not a monster. You're not going to act like one, so it should be ok...

You're laying on the couch as You continue looking up Wolf like behavior as well as studies on blood memory, instinct. Animals knowing what to do by their blood memory, the insticts drilled into the Animal over centuries. But as Your doing it Your face begins to ache. You rub it some, but it ain't helping and when You start dripping all over the couch, drool and snout, You begin to get up. But You stop when the pressure snaps in intensity! Causing You to open wide and groan out in pain! You, manage to, get up, and go to the bathroom and reach the sink.
More growling...Your face is in pain as it moves. Your head hangs over the sink as a deluge of drool, snot and tears flows down into the sink. Your tail curls to be between Your legs, but is far enough away that it twitches from the gagging like moments. Claws are digging into the wooden cabinet around the sink and into the floor! You make angry and pained Wolf noises as it continues! Your future muzzle's snout is leveling out as a full nose of a Wolf! The pain gets worse for the next bit, and not fully thinking as to what You're doing, You climb up onto the cabinet, digging Your claws into the corners of it as You arch Your back, angling Your head/mouth more over the sink, almost pressing Your head against the mirror. Your upper jaw has begun moving, blood drips into the sink, soon followed by clattering of enamel. You look through watery eyes to see the last of Human teeth from Your extending upper jaw, clatter, into the sink. Falling like comets during a blood rain. 2 incisor, the last Human K9, 2 premolars, and 4 molars, all clatter into the sink with not much time between the 1st drops of blood and between each other! The extending of Your snout and upper jaw are spacing out Your teeth and fangs, widening their sockets ment for bigger fangs, which Your new ones are taking advantage of since they are no longer pressing against each other, they gain in size! The last 6 Human teeth reside in the bottom jaw now.
You gasp for air and try to catch Your breath as the severe pain sharply cuts down! Your feet slide down the cabinet and You place them back onto the floor and look at Your reflection, Your forming muzzle. It feels tight, regardless of how much it was stretched out, it's already strong and sturdy, ready for use! Looking at Yourself in the mirror, You pull up Your left paw from the wood eazily and place it on Your muzzle, well, the existing top half of Your muzzle, and rub it. As You image a full muzzle, You see You're soaked in sweat, tears, drool and snot, all still flowing from You. You pant heavily as Your K9 nose & skin a top Your muzzle crinkles.

After You manage to clean up and place the 2nd to last batch of Human teeth with the rest of Your collection of You, You go and lay down on the couch to rest before doing anything else. Your tail is limp, it ain't in the mood to do anything either, needing to rest after kinking up so. Even if Your chest is in a crushing maw, Your skull being pulled apart rattles You more...You rub Your paw on Your changed face some more. You're not pleased with having an overbite, though, Your lengthening fangs sticking out does give You a goofy grin, that should lower the guard of others. However, eating and drinking is going to get messy, You groan at this thought...Your left arm's pain intensifies and You lay it down, from the elbow up to the shoulder it swells. The whole limb and paw are now the same size. It didn't last long, and Your glad Your *leg* feels better, the numb feeling of finalization, is pleasant. One arm and hand, one front leg and a paw...

Log: Using the x-ray machine to examine Your forming muzzle. It isn't coming straight out, Your skull is being pulled forward. Makes sense, a K9 skull doesn't have a big o' bulb of a skull like Humans. The bones in Your left...front leg, are much thicker than Your right arm.
X-ray of upper muzzle...the grafted muzzle piece looked odd, now You have the top of a muzzle slapped onto Your skull. The Wolf's snazz is, interesting, You can't help seeing just how much You can make it move...and, smelling things. Food and plants in particular.

You're pawing at the ground, putting pressure on Your back paws/feet. Your big toe finishes shrinking away. Scraping Your foot across the floor drags fully out Your claws as the end of Your foot resembles a paw. Webbing has fully grown between Your paw's toes. Lastly, the paw pads form, making You smile the best You can. But as one stops for now, the other is still going. Claws are dragged out further, but nothing else happens. Once they both have stopped aching for now you plop down onto Your side and pull in Your pawfoot, and begin to take guilty pleasure in rubbing, the soft pads! As addictive as the other ones.
Once this forbidden guilty pleasure is sated, You just lay there with a goofy off kilter grin.
You are really growing attached to these changes, well, there are those that You really want while others You could do without. If You could pick and choose, You'd go with the heightened senses, the pads of joy, claws, fangs and Your tail! These would definitely be on Your list of wants!

Log: Heighten senses. Noted earlier Your hearing and sense of smell has improved, but now You have begun to notice Your sight is impoving. You can make out details farther away.

Once more You're chewing Your fingers again means that more claws are going to sprout from the digits of Your right hand. Sure enough an x-ray shows it to be so. As You chew away, You try to watch the webbing grow between Your fingers. When the sudden flow of blood tells You they're out, You look to Your new claws. Only 3 more digits and every one that will survive the changes finally will have their deserved claw, You can't wait!

Log: Blood memory again. Your not only wanting the change, You're looking forward to it, Your mind has been changing too. But how it's changed makes You wonder, which is why You redid Your research. "(Is this how a WereWolf feels?)", You wonder. The combining of a Human and Animal. The thoughts You have, yet still seems very much a...Person. You might say a few things that suggest that Your mind might be going to the Wolfs, even act in new ways, but too much of Your mind seems, untouched. Which lead to WereWolfs. You, kinda are one after all. So, is this the feeling they get drunk on, or were they destined to be bad Wolfs because of genetics? How You get so along with nature suggests to You, they were evil deep in their blood, and it had nothing to do with this wonderous experience...this gift...

The *Magic Picture Box*, cards, the net, well anything really, nothing to very little catches Your intrest any more, for as You wrote in Your mental check journal, the change is Your focus right now. You have 1 full front leg, a paw ended foot, part of a muzzle, pushed out ribs and shoulders wanting to get closer to each other, and lastly ears that look very Wolfish. Then there's the furless state You're quickly nearing. Your changed, improved, eyes. Fangs are apart of the muzzle. Claws with Paws...
You're taking the time to write up another log on Your changes, noting on how You don't know how much longer You'll be able to write. You're compiling all the videos You've made while You were behind the x-ray machine or standing right infront of the camera. Pictures of every single inch of Your bare body...You suppose some would be considered distasteful, but You're sure scientists would appreciate them. You sort the scores of brain tests from the net, these have shocking results, Your intelligence isn't decreasing as You stated before, though it fluxes, but that's due to individual test difficulty. However there is an area that is getting worse, speed tests, but that's because You lack 2 quick dexterous hands, so...Eye tests can only go so far so You made up some of Your own, same for the hearing tests, the results of these are really welcomed and desired! One thing has surprised You though, Your fingers had stopped having prints shortly after You started changing. Paw pads give a weird print, but not one that'd be unique to You. Your eyes are suppose to have unique patterns too, but, You never took pictures of Your eyes for Your archives before the changes to them happened...
After every Human change is written down, You start on the Wolf within, not the sleeping Heart Wolf Pup, the one in Your blood, Your head. 1st, the mental changes, in depth (as much as possible with the mental changes of course, You joke). Raw food and blood are now edible and taste good, which concerns You since the only blood You've had is Your own. Your reaction to the Rabbit. You question, jokingly, if You'll chase cars or bite the mail deliverer, chortling as You write this bit. Though You've never felt the desire to chase Your own tail, You have tried to protect it and not sit on it...Your K9, or Wolf behavior might be concerning to others who might worry about Your mental state and how Human You'll be at the end of it, if any Human remains in You at all. But You're not even concerned about it. One oddity though is how the wildlife reacts to You. Birds get so close they try to collect Your hair. Then there's the Rabbit, it must know You're there, so why does it come to Your den?
Why, do they react so?...

You've been walking around a lot lately on Your toes, scrunching Your toes in the carpet or grass and dirt has always felt great.
While noting this, You haven't experienced a new change for a while now. As perusal of these changes Your body aches and pain ebbs and flows, but nothing is happening...
In the kitchen grabbing the last the pantry has to offer, You reach up to the top shelf, reaching for something that was another's favorite and no one else really liked. But You're wagering Your tastebuds probably changed enough to choke it down. It had been knocked down at one point so You'll need to stand on Your toes to reach it...but, You can't seem to gain any more height? You look down. Oh right, You're already on Your toes. Then, why can't You reach it? You could eazily reach things up on Your toes...Hunger has You climbing up there to get it then dropping down to a squat, You think about the instructions on how to make...wait, why couldn't You reach it?...You stand and place the food on the island and go to sit uncomfortably in a chair at the dinner table You've been neglecting for the couch or floor, so You weren't hurting Your tail, like, right now...Your feet don't sit where You believe they should. You try to measure Yourself, but You're not too sure on the numbers. So to the x-ray, You over lap images on Your phone, and it's clear. Your body is the same, but Your legs are shrinking now! But why? Those things were huge, not just muscle bound, it was tall! So, why are You getting smaller?
This, has You rather mad, and it is reflected in Your logs relating to Your leg length.

Your ever wagging joyfully in the air tail is getting longer. It measures at a foot long now, yet to reach a *Normal* Wolf's tail length. It might be because Your tail has been free ranged, swaying about presenting a jovial presence, You have really grown, attached, to Your tail. You can no longer imagine living with out it. Both Your tail and ears alert others, and Yourself, how You feel. It would be so much eazyer if everyone had them.

You're sleeping quite peacefully this time, at least You were, as sound begins to come in, thumpthumpthump! Your head is being assaulted by some pest, with, non lethal means. A good ear twitch and You hear chirps and flutter of wings, it was a Bird drilling You. Did You leave the window fully open? The door? You open Your eyes as sounds of nature fills Your ears. You're outside, the Bird didn't get into the house, You left it! Turning to look around, the den is right there, You didn't leave Your territory or go too far away from home. You don't bother trying to remember if You've ever slept walked before, You are just glad You didn't get lost or go far. Though You do question if all You did was move outside, and how dangerous You might be in such a deep sleep, like some Humans. While You're content to yawn and lay Your head back  down, Your body has other plans. The yawn left You weirdly short of breath and You try to catch it, when it dawns on You, Your chest is at it again! Your chest hurts and You put Your paw to it as Your breathing worsens! You brace Yourself for it!
The Birds around You sense something's wrong and flee the area as the pain makes You start growling in pain!
Growls and snarls become roars of pain as Your body's changes kick into gear. You roll over to Your right side and bend backwards as far as You can go! The collapsing of Your broad shoulders, the forcing out of Your ribs is hurting more extremely than last time! Even more is the fact that this time, Your whole body is getting bigger! Your torso continues to become a quadruped's as the size difference You were wondering about is being adressed now. Every bone, organ, muscle, every piece of You is getting bigger! You're guess this by how much more power is behind Your roars, how loud they're getting, and how long they're lasting!
Once it's over, You stagger to all 4s, and hoddle back to the house, You make it to Your bed and just lay there....

As You lay there, laying on Your swelled left arm, You begin to lean more and more to the left. You look to see Your shoulder is breaking down, starting to flatten to Your side. You twist and lay on Your right. Once it stops, and You stop panting, You try to speak after another core change...fortunately You still can, though like last time Your tone is different, growlly, but like last time You hope it goes away. You, Must, Be Able, To Speak! It is the only way You can prove to others You are You, and, most importantly, *NOT* a monster...how, ever...if a show of force is needed, or You can actually commun with Wolfs, You think about practicing some Wolfinese. Well rested, You set up Your phone, 1st You speak Human to it, explaining the recent change, then, You speak Wolf. Growls, snarls, barks, whimpers, and lastly, You ROAR!...scaring Yourself some. You save howling, it's singing, so You desire to save it till later, to sing in Your new life. You noticed something that You liked, the vibrations in Your chest was, different, and nice. Your lungs have definitely changed and have more power behind them. If it wasn't for the various obstacles You ran around, the Wolf Monster would of had You. You feel sorry for whatever trys to run from You once You can move more gracefully....this thought, has You both concerned, and curious...

Log: Heart Wolf Pup. Even this little one is bigger. It is Your Heart, it needs to be big, just like Your lungs.

Your camera is recording Your prowess. You've been pushing things, flipped Your vehicle "(i'm not going to need this anymore)" was Your reasoning. You even ran around the house, on 2 legs then all 4, testing how long You could go before needing to rest, You grew bored before finding out. You're only barely sweating and only panting, out of enjoyment really. But upon going to the replay, You've gotten redder, and not from the work out. And some parts of Your skin, are turning whiteish pink. Um, sienna brown, maybe? Images of a healthy heart have these areas. You're truly a cross of a Wolf and a Heart? A mystery to be solved later. But if You hold still, an slow Your breathing, You swear to hear a separate beat to that of Your Heart Pup, and, the pulsing of Your body...it's faint, but it might be there...
You go back to the recording for the other o'vious difference between start and finish. You're buffer, Your muscles are getting bigger! The increase in size is continuing, while Your legs still steadily shrinking in length. So this is how You'll gain the hight back as every part of You gets bigger...
Of course, this means that You're going to need to eat more to fuel Your big body.

Since You recently slept walked, You've been filming Yourself whenever You lay down to sleep. Thusly You had a perfect recording of Your twitchy ears completing their change, they stretched out into perfectly formed Wolf ears. You rub Your ears, and move them about, aiming them every which way, forward, backwards, downwards. Your tail wags showing how happy You are about Your perfect ears. You have full control over Your ears, but Your tail seems to have a mind of its own at times, this makes You suddenly recall some show where the Dog man Ruff or something said His tail had a mind of its own while moving about a flying RV. Maybe K9s and Felines have no real control over their tails? This, isn't a serious thought...


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