You look at the cabin, curious about the vines and what exactly was going on around here. This Lupus Thorn sounds to be both a blessing and a curse at the same time. You walk closer to the cabin, curious about the vine itself. Although, as you draw closer to it, you begin to get an odd feeling in the pit of your stomach. Wary of it, you back away from the vine, noticing a large smile on Mike's face.
"You can feel it... can't you? I know you do, just by the look on your face! You are confused, your mind giving your body mixed signals, wanting what it can sense coursing through the veins of the vine."
You continue to back away from the vine, not wanting what it could have to offer, but Mike catches on that you want to run away, like a coward. Mike places his hand on your back, giving you a shove forward. As you stumble from the push, you draw nearer to the vine, closer than you had the first time. Suddenly, the vine snaps at you, as if it could sense the presence of another and you jump back. Unfortunately, you were too slow to get away completely as the vine armed itself with thorns, about a dozen Lupus thorns and pushes deep into your flesh, breaking past your protective barrier and draws blood.
Your veins begin to burn as the venom of the thorns course through your body. Your skin begins to itch and you scratch furiously, trying to give yourself some sort of temporary relief, but it was too much as your whole body itched. You double over as pain racks your whole body and a low growl comes from your belly. It felt good to growl, almost erotic even and you allow yourself to growl at a more audible decibel.
Mike grins wide, knowing that his new found friend was getting a large dose of something even he needed.
As the pain subsides, you notice that your whole body has changed, being much more muscular as anyone he had ever seen. While looking over your body, you also notice you are much hairier than you were moments ago. Suddenly, intense heat comes over your body. It was not ridden in pain, but in intense pleasure! Your bones crack, snap and pop, growing and changing to fit your new body. You watch in amazement as your hands turned into paws, while keeping your opposable thumb intact, your fingernails grow thicker, longer and slightly curled forming claws. Feeling a slight pain all over your head, you reach up with your paws, feeling for the ears that you were sure would be there and found they were gone. Still feeling around, you realize they had moved to the top of your head, being pointed and triangular in shape. The pain continued, but it moved toward your face. At first it tingled, then you felt the bones growing and changing shape, pushing outward and forming a muzzle, sharp and pointed teeth and fangs replaced your once human teeth. When that pain subsided, more began to the base of your spine. Wanting to be relieved of the pain, you rip your pants off, freeing the tail that formed there. Also, while your pants were off, you see that your package remained human in shape and was much larger than it was. This was definitely something you were pleased with. Looking down still, you see that your feet too had changed into paws, ripping and tearing through your sneakers, claws extended and exposed. A low growl begins to emanate from the pit of your stomach and you howl out, just as sinisterly as you heard Mike earlier.
Mike walks up to you, placing a hand on your back, petting your wolven fur, smiling all the while.
"So, do you like that feeling?"
"Definitely! It is like no other feeling I have felt before! I feel so powerful, so strong, so amazing!"
"Well then, the transformation was a total success! How would you like to be a true werewolf? Are you hungry... for blood?"
"Grrr... now that you mention it, I do have this insatiable craving for something, not sure if it's blood..."
"Go ahead and take a bite. I want to be back in my werewolf form, this human body is weak and frail... while the body you have is strong and superior in every way!"
You stand there, hesitant to give into your animal nature, but something deep inside you knows that you are craving what he offers. The idea bounces back and forth in your mind, not really sure of what you want to do. The hunger builds, sending cramps to your stomach and wanting it relieved, you bare your fangs and bite deep down into Mike's neck. Blood gushed out of the punctures, flowing over your ivory fangs, filling your mouth with the tangy and iron liquid.
As you release his neck, you can see that his bdoy changed like yours, his fur being dark brown while yours was black with silver streaks. You look at him with a smile across your muzzle and he returns the look.
"So bud, what do we do next?"