Sally cringed in fear, from both the werewolves down below and the dark energies that her former friend Katrina was sending towards her ... energies that looked like ... a wolf's muzzle?
The black wolf's-head came rushing up at Sally, smashing into her ... and absorbing into her chest. The Sailor Cat gasped as she felt the magic beginning an accelerated change. Fur bloomed across her body as her muscles swelled, straining her uniform. Breasts expanded, causing her shirt to tear, while a tail slipped down between her legs. New, razor-sharp claws shredded her confining clothes as her new muzzle lifted into the air and howled in triumph.
The new werewolf leapt gracefully from the tree and landed among her pack-sisters, giving the former Katrina suggestive leer as she swayed her new tail provocatively.