My name is Connor. In most respects I'm an average kind of guy. I'm 5'11", and I weigh 165 lbs. I'm 21, a part time college student, part time amateur filmmaker. (Which is what I'm in college for.) I've got short black hair, and really green eyes. Like I said, I'm a pretty average guy, in most respects. Where I really differ is that I'm a werepanther.
That's right; you heard me. I'm a werepanther, just like in the movie "Cat People"...(You HAVE seen it, haven't you?) For those of you not familiar with the movie, or with werecats in general, let me run it down really quick for you. I'm not like the mindless fucking werewolves of the world; I'm not a slave to the moon, nor am I a mindless beast when I change. My bite isn't contagious, at least not that I know of. I don't even need the moon to transform, though I prefer the cover of darkness, thanks to my natural camouflage. All I need is an orgasm. (In the movie, it was actual sex with a non-cat person....but they got it wrong in that one regard.) If I really want to change, all I have to do is take matters "into my own hands", so to speak. But to revert back to my old self, I have to taste blood.(Thankfully, animal blood will do, and I keep a supply in my house.)
I don't know why I'm really posting this online. To be honest, I'm putting myself in danger. Someone might be able to figure out who I am and where I live. People who might want to capture me. I know they're out there, I've fought them before. I guess I feel protected in my little shield of anonymity. (Connor's not my real name; I'm not that stupid.) I won't lie....part of me's turned on by you reading this. There's a reason I posted this here. This whole site is dedicated to "fiction" about people transforming. I've read many of the stories on here...and gotten pretty hot and bothered during a few of them. So it kind of turns me on to think that some of you might read my future posts and get turned on. And the best part about it is that you'll all think it's fiction.
Hope you enjoy chapter one.
-Connor