Kyle rode his bike up to Jennifer's house and parked it alongside the house. No sign of any cars in the driveway either. Apparently, her parents weren't home.
Jennifer lived on a hill, in a fairly secluded area, with a significant amount of distance between houses. Kyle looked toward the horizon and saw the sun setting behind the houses. It wouldn't be long now. He could feel the anxiety building.
Kyle rang the doorbell and waited patiently for Jennifer to answer the door, which she did a couple moments later.
"Well, hello Kyle. Come on in," she said, letting him in.
Kyle walked into the front hall. Jennifer closed the door and then beconed him to follow her to the back of the house. They went through the patio door to the back yard.
Jennifer was the opitome of a rich kid, with the large pool and jacuzzi, along with a grassy area to the left of the pool area.
"Okay, strip," she said.
"What?" asked Kyle.
"It's either that or rip through your clothes," replied Jennifer.
"Alright, fine," replied Kyle as he pulled off his jacket, shirt, pants, shoes and socks. He left on his underwear, no way was he letting her see everything.
It was quickly getting dark out now. Jennifer gestured towards the grassy area of her yard. "Go on, go out there. I want to see this happen."
Kyle walked out into the yard. His heart was racing. Part of him had to admit he was excited. He still gets to be a werewolf, even if he is under the control of that bitch Jennifer.
Jennifer went inside and turned on the backyard lights and then quickly came back out and saw the thin, 5 foot 8 freshman Kyle standing in the middle of her backyard, bathed in the lights from the back porch.
He looked up and saw the full moon high up in the sky, a little glowing gray orb in the sky. Kyle felt a tickling sensation all over his body. He looked down and saw brown fur had started growing all over his body, growing thicker by the moment. The changes rapidly started to progress from there. He cried out as his hands cramped up, his palms swelling and becoming rough, resembling paw pads. He felt a weird sensation as his ears grew to points. His nails grew dark and out, becoming sharp claws. His arms, legs chest swelled with growing muscles, ripping through his undies. Kyle ripped off the remaining shreds. He fell to the ground as his feet stretched and reformed, becoming digigrade.
Kyle cried out as the last of the changes overtook him. His face pushed out into a snout, his teeth growing out to sharp fangs.
He looked himself over and let out a loud howl. He rose up, steadying himself on his new feet. He was now a six foot, muscular, wolf man with flowing, dense brown fur. Large, sharp fangs protruded slightly from his snout, with the black nose.
"My, my, my, you are a fierce specimen," said Jennifer, walking over.
Kyle turned to her and stared with his piercing yellow eyes. He let out a loud growl.
"Down boy, bad dog," said Jennifer. "Now, what to do with you tonight..."