Ty scanned the room for his next object of transformation. He settled on his classmate, Nate. They had been childhood friends, but over time drifted apart. When he was younger though, Nate had confided in him that werewolves were his favorite, and always wished he was one.
He smiled and decided to finally give him his wish, wishing it was a slow, painless transformation, so that Nate could enjoy every moment of it. Once again, he wished that Nate had always been this way and that no one would notice any difference.
Ty watched Nate, waiting for something to happen. He realized that it was the middle of the day, so Nate wouldn't transform right away as a classic werewolf. He needed a full moon for that. Ty quickly wished that Nate could transform at any time, day or night, starting with right now.
Nate suddenly felt a tightness in his pants. His cock was rock hard and his heart started beating faster. He started to rub his crotch, breathing harder. Ty watched under the desk as Nate's feet started to stretch out and reform into paws. Nate held up his free hand, watching as his nails pushed out into claws and his arms became covered in a think brown fur. Nate smiled, enjoying the changes, revealing his teeth slowly growing out into fangs. The brown fur was growing off the sides of his face now too. His nose had turned black and was cold to the touch. His ears were now pointed at moving up to the top of his head.
Nate's legs began to change, gaining extra muscle, the seams of his pants beginning to rip. Nate's t-shirt tightened from the extra muscle and his expanding chest, although it didn't rip. Nate reached back and ripped a hole in the seat of his pants to release his newly grown tail. Ty watched as Nate's face pushed out into a snout. He let out a howl of joy that startled the class.
"Please, Nate, if you're going to be in your wolf form in my class, please refrain from howling," said Mr. Richard. The class started to laugh at Nate.
Ty wished that Nate would retain the ability to speak.
"Sorry Mr. Richard," replied Nate, who then looked down at his desk.
"Okay class, now focus," replied Mr. Richard, trying to get the classes attention again.
Nate had always been a bit of an outcast, and even as a werewolf, it still seemed to be that way.