"That potion was meant for a -male-! ... I'll get the other potion ready for you." Said the
inn keeper quickly eyeing John.
"What do you mean 'other potion'?! What is it going to do to her?!" John asked.
"Well, normally nothing, but this sort of thing had gotten a little bit more popular in fiction
as of late, so it'll have a rather cliche effect. But don't worry, I'm sure your wife will work it
out in a couple minutes."
"Tell me already what's happening to my Carrie!"
"That." The inn keeper pointed.
John turned his head, and before his eyes, as the last bit of sunlight went down, Carrie
transformed as the moon rose.
First, Carrie except for her clothing changed from looking like a person in front of a blue
screen shot to like she was a 2-D ink and paint image, now her clothes looked like they
were being hung in front of a blue screen!
That was nothing compared to what happened next as Carrie's body grew by two feet, then
fur the same color as her hair suddenly covered her entire body, then her shoes burst open
to reveal giant paws as her hands became paws with a thumb. Her head became that of an
ink and paint wolf with glowing pupil less yellow eyes. She tore away at her constraining
clothing without a second though her bra and underwear already snapped in two
underneath.
Then her chest shrunk, and her space between her legs became much more furry, and her
figure became much more muscular and masculine, while a wolf's tail emerged from her
spine.
John fell back on his rear looking up at his wife in dismay and confusion.
Carrie let out a howl that sent quivering down his bones.
Carrie then looked at him with those pupil less glowing eyes.
"I feel... I feel... good." She, he, said in a low still sultry but now decidedly male and gruff
voice. Then then grinned with her new muzzle, "Oh John this is so GREAT you have GOT to
try it!" She then snarled at him in a way that ran his blood cold, "And don't you DARE SAY
NO!"
John felt the entire room shake almost, the inn keeper covered his ears.
Frozen with fear, John merely nodded.
The inn keeper considered not comply, but didn't want the inn torn apart by an unhappy or
too rowdy monsters again this year.
"Here you go madam, er sir, this should help even things out with your husband, mate,
easily."
Carrie eagerly took the potion from the inn keeper's offer hand, it was so small in her
large hands now.
"By the way John dear, how about for now on you call me Carl? A much better than I think
now. And I think the name Johanna will be better for you..."
John inched away but Carrie's, Carl's, giant paw stomped down on him.
"Now open wide my dearest love, or I'll slit your throat and poor it down the opening." Carl
said this in a totally dark, loving, ominous, and sweet voice.
John didn't even think of saying no, resisting, crying for help, or trying to reason with the
giant wolf beast on top of him.
The formula, (which tasted like chicken, go figure), poured down his throat.
John under the full moonlight changed almost instantly, his body also increased in height
and size, though not as much as Carrie's had. Claws replaced nails, a tail punched it's way
out of his rear. But first and foremost, his body became 2-D from an outside view,
becoming ink and paint with a black outline and his colored totally contrast.
His eyes became the same glowing solid yellow as his mate, as his arms and legs' muscle
dramatically increased, even as they become more lithe and graceful. A pair of breast in
proportion to his new size grew on his chest covered by fur. Then his guy then vanished
forever replaced by a smooth space between his legs of fur the same color as his hair. He,
now fully she, grew until she was a few inches shorter than Carl's new height, her ears
moved to the top of her head as her head became basically a wolf's on a mostly humanoid
body. Her cloth were strangling her, she tore off her pants, shirt, underwear and
undershirt, glade to have them off, she felt so FREE!
Their feet were digigrated, they had four instead of five fingers on each hand. John was
blown away by the new smells, the new sounds, colors were somewhat faded into shades
of gray but he couldn't really bring herself to care. And she felt such -strength- like she
juggle a horse and climb up the side of buildings.
"Thank you." Said Carl to the inn keeper, "What do we owe you?"
"Oh consider it on the house. We welcome you fully and utterly to Halloween Town of Toon
World."
"Thank you." Said Carl. "Johanna?"
The she toon werewolf looked at her mate.
"Let's go."
Johanna nodded and dutifully followed her mate as the two large werewolves ducked down
to go through the door they had entered leaving their passports and other ID on the floor
totally forgotten and forsaken and climbed onto the top of the nearest building and
howled at the moon together.