"That's what we like to here!" Tatiana exclaimed cheerfully. "So, whatcha got?"
"It's a spell," said Morgana. "Your wolf nature is weak, so you most borrow someone else's."
"You mean, like, temporarily?" Selena asked nervously.
"No," Morgana answered. "Permanently."
"That's stealing!" Selena argued. "Stealing the most precious and personal thing you could possibly take!"
Morgana shrugged. "I'm not telling you to do it. I'm just telling you what tools you have. Are you prepared to perform the spell or not? If you are, I can teach you the incantation for a mere twenty dollars."
"Pretty affordable, Lena," Tatiana whispered.
"But who the hell could I use it on?!" gasped Selena. "Who fucking deserves that?!"
Tatiana shrugged. "How 'bout one of your sisters? They sound like a pair of total bitches the way you talk about them."
Selena thought about it. Her older sisters could certainly be jerks sometimes, but did either of them deserve a fate so horrible? There was Luna Lyall, the oldest sister. The 21-year-old girl was the president of the local chapter of her college sorority, and she had always been popular, beautiful, and talented. She had always been the most desired mate in the pack, and she made no secret of how much better at everything than Selena. Well, losing her wolfgirl form would change all that! Luna'd lose her pack membership and all of her appeal to her potential mates.
Or maybe Diana deserved more. Diana Lyall, the middle child, was 18 years old and, aided by her werewolf muscle, was the jock to end all jocks. Basketball, soccer, track, Diana did it all. She loved to roughhouse and usually picked skinny, little Selena to test her brawling skills on. Hardly a fair fight! She also had an annoying tendency to steal all of Selena's girlfriends. Of course, that buff body would deflate like a balloon without Diana's werewolf power to maintain it. Hmmm... which sister deserved humanity more? Did either?