I entered the passenger side of the car. Impatiently watching my mother walk to the drivers side, put in the keys, and start the car. Everything felt like it was taking so long, my body itching to get back into the game and get out of the dungeon. There was an anger rising within me. I felt ready to snap, run off, and put my headset back on.
"Raymond! Stop this pouting and growling!"
I started to notice the soft growls escaping my throat. The rumbling sound ending with a wolf like whine as I forced myself to stop. It's just a game, why am I getting so upset? It made no sense to me, but the second we were off and my focus waned, I became fixated on my MMO predicament once more. Deciding to make good use of the minutes in the car, I pulled up my phone and typed into Google 'Reborn Venture Mugrel Isnim'.
I found some forum posts talking about the guy. A lot of the messages were deleted, but a few were still around. The guy was a guild leader and top pvp player. A werewolf who has a private cavern system for any humans he defeated. A few people got out, the local villages offering a cure disease service to remove the Lycanthropy. But... Most of the people who escaped said their friends didn't, and from that point on they lost contact with them in game. Some didn't even respond to text messages anymore.
I start to look into Lycanthropy before mum reverses the car and parks outside the shops. My focus switching to her, the quicker we get through this the quicker I can get back to the game. I jump out of the door and follow my mother inside the centre. Why is she moving so slow? Getting a trolley before going to get her groceries. Every little action she does annoying me more and more. "Raymond Rafael Redfield! Growl at me one more time and I'll take away your games for the day!"
I gulp. Relaxing instantly at the mere thought of being unable to play. Ready to obey any word and order just to make sure I can log back on and escape that cavern. My mother having won as we start going through the aisles. It's pretty empty here, mostly just parents loading goods into their trolleys. No one baring a few of the workers have a bracelet on, but I don't get many opportunities to look. Hefting heavy packets of food into the trolley under mums order, I could swear this used to be a lot harder. But not even a single sweat dropped as we went through the store and to the counter. Waiting behind 6 other customers, I started to feel my bladder become heavy. I haven't pissed all day, now might be a good time to sneak it in.
"Mum. I'm going to go to the bathroom."
"Go, it's near the back."
She dismisses me as I run to the back of the store. Darting past the aisles and feeling so... Free. The wind brushing against my hair. Heavy breaths throughout my body as I moved faster than ever before. Why was the mere act of running so fun? By the time I reached the door, a few beads of sweat dripped from my brow. Damn that felt good, expression resting to a cocky smirk as I entered the back door and into the stores passages. Looks like their break room was in the right, and the bathrooms straight ahead.
"Ooh... Yeah that's it!"
Was someone... Having sex? Moans came from the break room, my eyes looking through the glass window. A worker in store uniform sitting at the back of the wall. He has a gaming set on him, and a very obvious tent in his pants. Most of his face was obscured, but I kept hearing his mumbles of pure pleasure.
"Yeaaaah! That's it! Keep.... Keep going!"
His voice was becoming deeper. The uniform starting to strain against his body. White shirt and jeans tearing against his growing self. The gaming equipment, bracelet included, increasing in size along with him. It didn't take long for him to reach a point where his shirt tore off and his pants broke apart. His skin covered in layers of short brown hairs, that seemed to be expanding across his body. He was rather built, but I couldn't make out the definition. Everything hidden by new short furs as he grew another foot.
"Fuck! That's it! Keep giving it to me!"
His torso was naked, pants shredded, and now his jockstrap was starting to break apart. Freeing a erect cock with two bloated balls underneath. Dick pulsing with each second, growing wider and taller. Becoming a monster of its own as the fur overtook his balls and cock spurted yellowish cum. Dripping down his glorious pole, as he finally found release. Half bull, half man. Though as he took more deep breaths, he slowly reverted to his earlier and puny human form.
I tried to process what I saw. A man became a minotaur before my very eyes? It was unbelievable, even now he seemed different. Standing with new confidence and purpose. What was going on...
My bracelet tightened again. A pained gasp escaping my lips as I gripped onto the metal. What was I looking at again, did I see something strange? I looked in the break room to see the worker getting changed, shit I didn't want to get caught peeping. I hurried to the bathroom, and then ran back to mum who had just reached checkout. Running through the aisles once more, feeling that pure thrill again as I reached her.
"You took a while. Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine mum. Just getting some laps in."
"When were you so sporty? Well, I can't be upset that my son is finally taking his fitness seriously."
I grab the bags for her and head to the car. Unloading them in the back seats and driving home. I check my phone, Sam still hasn't responded. I wonder what he has been up to...