"Wait," you say to the shewolf, "This thread was supposed to be that you were FIGHTING WEREWOLVES, not helping them!"
The maddened werewolf looks at the two of you and shrugs, as if to say, "I'm simply a character for a lesbian werewolf fetishist to play with; it's not my fault."
"Look," you tell her, "If you're gonna be in the story, you have to play by the rules...you're probably just in the wrong thread or chapter."
The werewolf nods, and then shudders into a reversion of humanity. Soon, the brunette cop is fully human and naked before the two of you. "Sorry" she says, "I guess I was reading the wrong script."
"Nice tits," says Becky, walking up to the cop, reaching out and fondling them. The cop's eyes turn yellow again, and brown fur begins to poke out of her breasts as well.
"Hey!" you scold them both, pulling them apart. "This is the thread where the cop ISN'T a werewolf!"
"But this is CYOC!" protests Becky, "What most everyone WANTS is for us to transform and have sex! Why not give the readers what they REALLY want; a lesbian werewolf threesome?"
The officer puts a new uniform on, though she leaves the top two buttons undone, and doesn't bother putting on a bra or underwear. "You girls figure out what's going on, and I'll just go with the flow. Until then, I'll be here at my desk drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, like I was before you walked in."
"I'm telling you that the readers WANT us to fuck and transform!" Becky said once more.
"I'm telling YOU that they want narrative COHERENCE! They wouldn't even have come to this page if they wanted sex, they would have picked the other choice!" You reply.