Jennifer couldn't help but read a little of the book before throwing
it into her backpack. It was open to the part where the big bad wolf
meets little red ridinghood for the first time.
Jennifer scoffed and threw the book into her bag, "Any stupid wolf
that can get killed by a dumb woodcutter isn't that scary, if I was
the wolf there's no way I would have gone down so easily..." she
muttered under her breath.
Without another thought she picked up the backpack and headed to the
kitchen to grab something to eat, the bus would be coming to pick her
up for school soon.
Tossing the backpack on the table she began to rummage through the
fridge, but nothing really caught her eye despite the fact her stomach
was rumbling. In fact, she thought to herself, she was feeling a
little woozy.
"I'd better sit down for a minute," she thought to herself and plopped
down in a chair.
Jennifer's vision began to spin as she sat in the chair, her wooziness
becoming full on dizziness and nausea. She clutched at her stomach as
it churned, her whole body feeling hot and sticky with sweat.
"I must be coming down with something," she thought as she sat in the
kitchen holding her head in her hands, trying to keep the room from
spinning.
Slowly the heat built in her body, sweat ran down her face in a
torrent as she tried to get a hold of herself. Something was
definitely wrong now.
She stood up and tried to make her way over to the telephone, not sure
who she was going to call but desperate to get some help. But, as she
reached out with her hand for the headset she gasped as she caught
sight of her arm. Thick hairs were beginning to push out of her
forearm as she watched. With a gasp she realized it wasn't just her
arm that was growing the hairs, but the backs of her hands had
developed a thick layer of black fuzz as well.
The phone forgotten, Jennifer tried to make her way to the bathroom.
She had to see what was going on in her body!
As she walked the heat began to fade from her body only to be replaced
with a strange stretching feeling. Jennifer began to feel as if she
was being pulled apart from the inside, pushing and growing in strange
and unnatural ways. Her clothes began to feel tight and restrictive,
like they were too sizes too small.
Just as she made it to the bathroom the first of many loud
'Riiiiiiiiip's sounded from the back of her shirt, eliminating any
idea that Jennifer had that this was just a 'feeling'.
"Oh my god!" She cried as she spotted herself in the mirror for the
first time, "What the FUCK is happening to me?!!!" Jennifer's body was
pulsing and stretching upward and outward. Thick muscle could be seen
covering every inch of her body and thick hair was crawling down from
her shoulders to cover her torso even as more grew up from her pants.
It felt to her like thousands of tiny ants were crawling all over
underneath her skin as her body transformed.
More rips sounded from her clothes as they began to tear away from her
thickly muscled frame. Jennifer let out a low moan as the changes
swept down her legs and past her groin. She couldn't help but run a
meaty hand over her snatch as the fur enveloped it. It felt so smooth
and warm down there... "No!" She jerked her eyes open again, "What the
fuck is going on?!" She was bombarded by strange feelings, desires, as
she changed. New hormones and chemicals flooding her system.
She pulled her hand away from her dripping sex, long black claws now
adorning her fingers instead of cherry-painted nails. It was the hand
of a monster!
Her breath was coming fast now, almost like she was panting and she'd
grown to almost 9 feet tall, her head brushing the ceiling of her
bathroom. She was almost entirely covered in black fur now, her
muscles defining new and alien curves and bumps that she'd never known
before. With each movement they heaved and jerked, bulging with a
strength she'd never known before.
Finally she was beginning to figure it out, she'd read the book! The
big bad wolf! "But wait," she thought to herself, "I thought the wolf
in the story was a.... male wolf."
Her eyes went wide as she snapped back to looking into the mirror,
barely noticing the muzzle pushing out of her face as she realized the
changes were far from done.
Jennifer's breasts had nearly disappeared, swallowed by huge sculpted
pectorals. Even as she watched they became harder and harder to
distinguish. Again her hand, now almost more a paw, wandered down to
her privates. She gasped as it brushed along, not her familiar
opening, but a thick sheath stretching up from her groin.
Her thoughts were interrupted then as her legs cracked and changed.
Her ankles were growing upward as she was forced to stand on the balls
of her new wolf-like feet, causing her to naturally fall into a dog-
like crouch.
She let out a low whine, almost a whimper, as she looked at her face
again. Her hair had all but disappeared, leaving only a thick mane
running down her still human-like face into her wolfish body. But that
was all about to change as she watched her muzzle continued to push
out from her face. Teeth clattered to the floor as new sharper fangs
pushed their way out of her gums. The fur flowed down from the top of
her head as her ears shifted upward, growing into tall wolf ears that
swiveled immediately back to lie flat on her head in a sign of fear.
As the fur swallowed the last of her human features Jennifer noticed
her eyes had taken on a deep amber color, eclipsing her old baby-
blues.
Finally the changes began to fade away and Jennifer stood there in
front of the mirror: A hugely muscled, powerful, and very male
werewolf.