The redheaded girl stepped into the light, turning to face Andrew, who watched with a growing curiosity. Immediately, she began to tremble, her hand sliding up and down, rubbing the fabric of her panties. Her eyes blazed yellow, and she stared at Andrew. "C..come into..the light," she moaned, her voice beginning to deepen. "It f..feelss grrrreat!"
She began to spasm, her bra snapping as she gained muscle mass, her breasts swelling outward, pushing the fabric away from her growing milk glands. Her ears flexed and stretched upward, pointing through her hair, and red fur began to bloom all over her body.
With a practiced motion, she tore her panties away with her newly-grown talons, revealing a twitching, pulsating muff; the scent of musk wafting from it to Andrew's nostrils, clouding his mind, making him reconsider his decision to join the human side.
"J...join...join..mmmm..meerrgghhh," she said, fangs sliding over her lips, saliva running down her chin. Her nose blackened, growing leathery. The sound of her body reshaping, the flesh sculpting itself to a new form was intoxicating, particularly when mixed with her moans and groans.
She fell to all fours, her spine bowing and snapping. "Hrrrgghh! Hrrrrghghhghh!" she grunted, her face telescoping outward into a muzzle, spraying saliva everywhere as she shook her transforming face from side to side, urging her transformation to its finale.
Her tail blossomed, followed by another eruption of musk, and two more sets of teats blossomed on her torso, though considerably smaller than her engorged and enlarged primary pair. The shewolf howled, staying on all fours, turning her ass to face Andrew, raising her tail, spraying musk near him, waving her tail to waft the smell to him.
Andrew was no fool. He knew what she was offering. Go into the light, and he could have her, but he'd be a werewolf in the game. It was just a game, right?
And so Andrew...