Our new story begins with Connor. Connor was, for all intents and purposes, a totally average guy. He was 25, about 150 pounds, and stood 5'10". He had brown hair and blue eyes, which he had been assured were quite attractive.
Yet as he watched couple after couple walking around the streets of Halloween town, he found himself in the minority...he neither wore a costume, nor was there a man or woman on his arm. He was here alone by choice. He didn't want anyone he worked with to find out he was coming here, nor anyone in his personal life to find out either.
His co-workers thought he was visiting relatives in Indiana, while his friends thought he was away on a business trip.
There was good reason for that-he was here for an undeniably fetishistic reason, the same reason he was here alone. He was on a sort of quest; at least that's how he classified it in his mind. Connor had a fetish, one for werewolves...werewolf girls, to be exact.
The reason he was alone was simple...no woman could satisfy his ultimate fantasy, his ultimate vision of beauty, that of a woman who changed into a bestial creature in the light of a full moon. He'd have been hard-pressed to tell anyone when it actually became a full-fledged fantasy, but it soon became something stronger, something more. It had grown from a fantasy to an obsession. He began to have to picture his partners transforming while he fucked them just so he could stay hard. Eventually, even that wasn't good enough, because he knew that they would never acheive his greatest hope.
Connor had become quite active in the online community that geared itself toward the werewolf and female transformation fans. Countless nights had been spent staring at numerous photos of women growing fur, fangs, and other lupine features. He'd seen countless werewolf movies, both high and low budget, and had admittedly beaten off to damn near every female transformation scene in existence, where it concerned werewolves.
When Toonworld had first been discovered, and tourism had begun, Connor had high hopes for it, but low expectations. He feared that either there would be no werewolves, or that their transformation would be somehow a disappointment. Many of the members of the tf community shared his fears, until one day, one of them managed to save the money to go, promising to check out the possibility of werewolves in Toonworld.
The two weeks were impossibly long to wait for news, but finally there was a post, one that inspired Connor to save his money. "Werewolves are indeed in Toonworld" was all the message said.
About another week later, there was another post, simply saying "I'm moving to Toonworld permanently, it's paradise."
Six months later, Connor had arrived.