You click on this option before you consider exactly how something like this is supposed to pan out. Unless the stream is about to impose some kind of dream-like filter that allows you to peer into the slumbering woman’s mind and dreams you are going to be left in the dark.
However; despite the website indeed not transitioning into an edited segment of acting out the perverted primal fantasy, you do notice that sleeping woman begins to roll and toss a little, sighing as she starts to fall into a steady restless pant. Not quite animalistic as you would expect, but definitely one where she appears quite bothered by whatever is running through her thoughts.
During her restless movements; the camera views occasional shift giving you better angles on the woman's face, the looks of discomfort; the expressions of arousal flaring as cheeks flush red...much like the rest of her body. Shots switch lower to her chest, kneading hands tugging and caressing at her silky crop-top nightgown as if wanting to pull it off; clutching fingers sensually running down her stomach massaging certain points along her abdomen. Shuddering breaths unearth a soft moan, camera's switching to another impossibly placed shot of one of her caressing hands slipping between her legs, rubbing against her panties over the light bulge and growing stain of her vulva.
You start to admit there is some professionalism with the cinematography, but it doesn’t deter your belief that this is all staged and edited to make it feel like it’s a live feed, somehow taking all the takes from all the angles they need to seamlessly concoct this disturbing voyeur’s fantasy.
The camera “Autos” back wide over her bed, but you quickly bring down the angles list and return the view back to stomach, her covers wrinkling and sliding down her legs the more she squirms and fidgets. You may be a little deviant for wanting to oggle this unaware lady's voluptuous physique a little longer, but it was more out heightened curiosity as you caught the odd presences of small fleshy dots swelling over her abdomen. Pink dots that looked suspiciously like the shape of nipple breasts. And as the slumber bothered woman continues to play and massage these extra nipples, the flesh around them does start to swell. They don't balloon too greatly, but it's clear that animal-like teats have now grown.
It's hard to ignore your own arousal whether you were seeking such carnal stimulation from this sight or not, feeling your loins stir and press tight against your pants (or underwear) the more you watch your female participant erotically fondle herself. You may even be starting to share the same primal excitement as the camera switches back to the side of her face, her panting now heavy and frantic; her tongue sticking out over her lip. Her moans morph into canine whines and soft growls, pelvis gradually thrusting upward as she arches and stretches; her fondling hands quickly relieved from her erogenous parts instead raking curled fingers over the sides of her mattress, nails somehow cutting into its cover.
"...aw....awh..." She groans before snapping into a fierce snarl, legs kicking wildly knocking over the rest of her bedsheets; left exposed to the cameras completely. "Ca...can't. Not...not a...w-w-wo...a wo-o-o-o...wo-o-o-o..."
Sickly pops and snaps sound through your speakers, the restless slumbering woman tossing and writhing as the sounds of breaking bone comes through clear in the audio capture. Her face winces in pain, but even as she moans and growls they look and sound more so out of thrill than pain, a sharp whine climbing as she arches tight running one hand back down her stomach rubbing just above the edge of her panties; scratching the bush of pubic hairs sticking out. Though; those hairs seem to be growing, spreading up to her naval; up her stomach, reaching between her covered breasts. Fondling fingers grow aggressive over her panties, clammy hands crackling; palms slowly elongating, sprouting claws peeling away her fingernails grasping and tearing at the mesh fabric until finally relieved.
"Wo-o-o-olf," She barks between heated pants and growls, gaping mouth showing beastly fangs growing between her canines. "Wo-o-o-o-olf! Wo-o-o...wolf!"
The camera continues to snap between different close-ups on the restless woman's body. Shots of her wet sex darkening and swelling, altering to appear more canine; more wolf. Thighs ripple and pulse, muscles expanding as the animal hairs spread inside and around the outside, something small and round wiggling and curling between. Shots of her feet throbbing; toes swelling into near similar size and rounds as claws grow from the tips, her big toes shrinking and dragging back up near her ankles, dark leathery pads like the ones under her hands thickening. Shots of her heaving chest, the snapping of her rib cage pushing out and partially expanding, straining her crop-top nightgown ripping along the sides.
"Wo-o-o-o-o-o-o-olf!" she deeply whines spilling a wild snarl, the camera's view fixed on her face as her ears start to pull out past her hair into wolfish points. Her nose widens; the skin browning, appearing more canine as a small slit runs down under the nostrils parting her upper-lip, both nose and growling maw starting to slowly (maybe agonizingly) protrude several inches forward giving the woman a short beastly snout.
"Wo...wo-o-o-o....AWWRROOooo!"
The changing woman grasps her mattress once more as she bellows a blood-chilling howl, her lupine loins oozing; squirting, appearing to have achieved the climax of her primal erotic romp. She leans her head back, whines of bliss escaping her beastly snout as clawed handpaws return to caressing her sensitive, sweltering, hairy body. She huffs and yelps, blackened animal snout sniffing the air and growling excitedly by the smell of her spent arousal. Idle handpaws reach back between her legs massaging her wet swollen heat, rubbing her feminine nectar over her dark sensitive pussy lips as she seems to carefully part her animal folds, thrusting her pelvis gently.
"M-ma...ma-a-a-a-a-ate," she growls deeply, spreading her legs wider as if ready for her lover to lie upon her. "Ma-a-a-a-ate..."
Is her primal dream not yet over? Her eyes have yet to spring open, so it is quite possible she is still lost in the nocturnal play of the erotic fantasy you've instilled in this unaware woman. You wonder if maybe she only experienced some form of beastly foreplay, enough carnal stimulation to jump-start her physical and mental shifts. Maybe if you allow her to continue dreaming, the final act will finish her transformation. She could become a true Lycanthropic beast once it is over. Or, you can perhaps stop this now and let her awake, see exactly what state of mind she will be in once she realizes how much of animal she has already become. Maybe she'll enjoy her new look and explore her impulses willingly. Maybe she'll freak out, bounce about in a panic trying to understand why she seems to be turning into a wolf.
The website suddenly pings again, and you are once more given a few options to proceed with this show. Whatever option you take, you have to give the 'actress' and her stage hands props for how uncanny and realistic looking the transformation effects appear. It can't actually be real, can it? She's not...really turning into a wolf...is she?