You decide to let the slumbering shewolf sleep a little longer, clicking the option and watching the other options disappear leaving just the on-going stream.
Her restless wet dream keeps the changing woman under its spell, letting the nocturnal fantasy continue to play out. Whatever she is going through, the lycan lady appears eager and enthralled to escape it. Breaths heaving from her heavy animal panting, her thighs and pelvis start to rock and thrust more anxiously; feverishly. Soft whines spill from her panting until she starts to quietly howl, every bellow urging to crescendo; singing a beastly rhapsody. Her clawed fingers intimately curl and delve between her moist animal folds, reacting to what she must be experiencing in her primal dream; the sensation of being humped by her animal companion.
"M-ma-maaa-ate. Ma-aaa-ate. Ma-aa-ate!" The only human words she seems capable of utter even as her morphing face and growing muzzle; the bulging muscles and altering of her neck and throat, start to strip her ability to speak. Such throbbing and impressions become harder to tell as her lupine fur thickens, her undercoat quite full as her outercoat grows and darkens.
"Mmmhh...mmrrraahahhtte..." She growls, abandoning her wild massages and stimulation to reach for her tattered crop-top nightgown, ripping the fabric apart like she had done to her panties, a sharp snarling roar belting as she thrashes upon the mattress, chest and main breasts bare; fully naked.
~Arf!~ She yelps; deeply groans, writhing as she rubs her sweltering hairy figure over the bed rolling onto her stomach, stretching her arms as she lifts on her toes, extending tail flagging back. She trembles, rising onto her handpaws; standing as best as she can on all fours. The camera's auto switching giving you abnormally details shots of her entire body, observing as the muscles and contours of her legs crack and mold shaping slowly into feral hindlegs, her back and torso continuing to straighten and lengthen providing the shewolf a better posture as a future quadruped. You watch as her fur grows fuller and fluffy, nearly all of her human skin vanished save for her face, that itself rectified as her muzzle finishes pushing out its full length.
What leaves you stunned is when the camera focuses more clearly on her face than just her muzzle. Her eyes; golden hues shining within black pools are open, albeit half-shut and gazing out in a drowsy trance. Is the shewolf fully awake, or is she still lost in her nocturnal fantasy?
"Mmrraffh...mmrraahfff...~arf~ ~arf~..."
Her body, and bed, beginning to softly rock and shake. Her handpaws; thumbs managing to hang on, grasping her mattress aggressively digging her claws in as she growls excitedly, bobbing her legs and thrusting her rump behind. She pants. She drools. She lifts her head high and smiles, feral eyes drunk on the sensation of lust. The camera view behind her rump and tail shows how much more heady sweat coats her puffy swollen sex, new dew ready to spill any moment.
"Aawwrr...arf...arf...arrrwooo...."
She's mating. It's not a stretch to believe her dream has arrived to the act, or perhaps this is the second rut of her dream. Her third? Her animal body rocks back urgently enough to assume she's keeping pace with her horny stud, working with her mate to push the dog's knot inside and lock them into the desired tie. She's begging for it, enjoying the rut this intensely, her loins about ready to squirt once again. Do real shewolves even do that?
The stream pings, shocking you with a new set of CYOA options you weren't expecting this soon...or perhaps you did; hoped for it. It may even be getting you that exhilarated to see just how far this shockingly well-preformed quality effects video is willing to take her; to take you.