The lights dimmed suddenly, leaving the room to be mostly lit by the neon signs which adorned the interior. The club grew eerily quiet, as a spotlight shone down on the six girls in the center of the floor. Jeff scratched absentmindedly on the back of his neck, not noticing the new hairs sprouting there.
"ATTENTION!" boomed a voice through the speakers, "YOU'VE HAD YOUR FUN, BUT NOW IT'S TIME FOR THE GIRLS TO HAVE THEIRS!" A menacing laughter erupted, and Jeff was confused,as were many of the other men. Jeff began to worry now, seeing the other dancing girls seemingly entranced by the ones at the center of the floor. The tingling in his crotch hadn't gotten any better either, in fact it had intensified massively in the past few seconds.
"Need...need...NEED!" mumbled David under his breath. Jeff noticed he had his cock back out of his pants and was masturbating again.
"Dude, what the fuck?" Jeff asked, grabbing his arm, trying to pull him out of the seat. "We're getting out of here!"
Then the world turned very topsy turvy on Jeff.
The six girls let out howls, which were far deeper than any human throat would make. Simultaneously, they dropped to all fours, their lingerie and bikinis shredding as they swelled. Their bodies grew quickly covered in fur, and their faces distended into muzzles.Then they rose to their feet again, howling hungrily, six shewolves on the prowl.
"Shit," said Jeff, wishing they'd never come.