The Big Bad Wolf looks at you, getting an idea. "Why don't you take my place?" he says.
"How?" you reply.
"I could bite you, turning you into a werewolf yourself" he says.
You've read the stories since you were little, and you never knew the BBW was a werewolf. "You're a werewolf yourself?" you ask.
"Why else do you think I'm anthromorphic?" says the BBW "Oh, and forget about that full moon stuff in the movies, you become a wolf instantly."
Even though he's one of fairytale's most evil villains, you had a certain fondness for him, so you roll up your sleeve. "Wolf me up, buddy!"
The BBW lunges forward and sinks his teeth into your arm. You wail in pain and coil up as the wolf steps back to let the changes start.
Your body grows larger, bulkier and a lot furrier, ripping your shirt to bits and your shoes are ripped open by your big footpaws. Your face stretches into a caricatured wolf snout, complete with large, sharp and lethal teeth. You quickly discard what's left of your shirt and shoes and stand there in your raggered jeans, howling.