"So...what the HELL happens if they stay after dark?" you ask, feeling an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach.
"Well..." she says, trailing off, "You won't believe me.." Downstairs, a grandfather clock began to chime. As each chime rang out, the lady shuddered a tiny shudder.
"Try me," you reply, slowly backing away from this beautiful, but clearly insane shut-in.
"They stay," she said, smiling at you cryptically.
"Excuse me?" you ask, totally lost.
"They stay," she said again, approaching you quickly, sniffing your neck again. "They stay forever...they stay with me, as I am." She reaches out, stroking your hair for a moment. Your instincts tell you to pull away, but there's something about her that holds you. Your nipples stick up erect, and your vagina moistens ever slightly.
"I...I can smell your lust..." she says, licking your neck, sending a tingle through your body. Immediately, she pulls away, "Oh, Oh gods..it's starting again!" She rubs her temples furiously, then hollers, "Girls!"
The sound of footsteps coming down the hall is quickly followed by the door opening. Three women, all who look the same age as you, all with black hair of waist length walk in. They pay you no mind at all, focusing all their attention on the woman.
"Yes, mistress?" one says.
"It's...it's happening again, girls," the woman says, sweat beading on her forehead. All three of the girls stare at you, smiling, licking their lips. "I...I.." she says, struggling with something. She staggers over to the window, throwing the curtains open, bathing the room in moonlight.
The girls all staggered back in the moonlight, tearing at their tops and skirts. The woman turns back to you, smiling with golden eyes, her ears already stretching, pointed, through her hair.
"I just want...wanted..you to join in..on the..ff..ffunnnnnrrr!" she said, fangs pushing over her lips.
And yet you found yourself a little reluctant to run, confronted by four other women transforming into werewolves before your eyes.