"Well, that last bit was uncalled for," muttered the witch, standing over Meg's lifeless body. She watched as Stewie, in his new werewolf form ran off. With a flick of her wand, she restored Meg's life and healed her wounds. Meg remained unconcious for the time being because for one she didn't want her trying to ruin her plans, and for two she was just really annoying.
***
Stewie stuck to the shadows, waiting outside his friend Nate's house, waiting for him to return from a Halloween party. Soon enough, Nate was walking towards the house, whistling to himself.
"Psst," whispered Stewie. Nate turned around to look for the source of the noise.
Stewie stepped out of the shadows, revealing his muscular, werewolf self. He slowly moved towards Nate. "Hey buddy, what do you think?"
"Stewie? Wow, that is a kick-ass costume," replied Nate.
"It's no costume. It's all me," he growled in return.
"Oh shit...really?" replied Nate. "How did this happen?"
"A witch I met trick or treating? You like?" replied Stewie.
Nate couldn't help but smile. "Bite me. Make me a werewolf too!"
Without a second thought, Stewie sunk his teeth into Nate's shoulder. He quickly pulled away and could see with the wound was already starting to heal.
Nate felt a certain tingling start to overcome him.
"Oh man, this is really happening," he said as he felt the energy flow through his body.
He collapsed to the ground in throes of pain. He could feel his body stretch and grow, contort and change. Hairs started to grow all over his body, quickly becoming a thick fur. He ripped off his clothing, feeling constricted by the growing musculature. His shoes tore apart by his growing feet, his legs reforming, becoming bipedal. His fingernails grew out, becoming sharp claws and his face slowly pushed out, becoming a snout. His ears shifted to a point and moved towards the top of his head. Nate let out a loud howl and the two ran off into the night to find more recruits.