"Sir," says the clerk, getting your attention, "Don't you want to know how to get in and out of your costume?" she asks, a smirk on her face.
You realize that could be quite useful, and quickly head back over to the counter. "Yeah, I think that would be something good to know," you tell her, trying to sound smooth, but knowing your excitement at being a werewolf is showing.
She smiles a slightly patronizing smile. "Look, sir, we know that our clientele usually gets these for fetish-related reasons, and we aim to accommodate our clientele. Problem is, we do it a little too well."
"Too well?" you ask.
"First off, you're a werewolf, and subject to all the same weaknesses and strengths that come as being such. Trust me, you go taking a walk in the moonlight with your love, and they're gonna either share your fate or become your dinner, ya got me so far?"
"Yeah," you say, "But I kinda figured that was the rule."
She sighs a tired sigh, "Look, this is for your own good, so hear me out. This store really made most of its business off of furries a few years ago...so there's one other thing that will make you change. You want me to tell you, or you want to just find out on your own?"
"Well of course, tell me!" you say, not really caring for her attitude.
"A hard on," she says, smiling. "You get a hard on, you're gonna start to change. Now, as long as you keep it in your pants or underwear or whatever-as long as you're not touching it, and it's covered up-you'll be able to resist it-for a bit. But the longer you're hard, the more you'll start to change, and the harder it's gonna be to resist. The minute you pull on your cock, or stick it in someone, it's too late-you're gonna change, and you won't change back until you've relieved your urge, so to speak."
"You have GOT to be kidding me," you tell her, wondering what you've gotten yourself into.