There were four of them nearing me, while the other eight sipped drinks, talked amongst themselves, and eyed
me from the bar and around the room. Quickly, I made a handful of silent wishes while stepping slowly back
from the advancing four, just trying to buy myself a little extra time.
First, I wished that the door to the club was locked unless I tried to open it. Then I wished that even the
sight of seeing a werewolf transformation would be enough to trigger a transformation in any of the girls in
the club. I wished for it to be supremely arousing and pleasurable, and for them to be bisexual from the
moment the transformation started to manifest, regardless of their sexuality now. Most importantly of all, I
wished for the only reversion to be from taking or tasting my cum. For fun, I wished that they'd all always
been this way, so they wouldn't be surprised when it started happening, at least not at the effect, but that
some might initially try to resist the change.
The four of them were upon me, and the wish that my touch was contagious was still in effect. There was a sexy
mulatto girl, with creamy skin and curly dirty blonde hair, a pair of brunette girls, and a auburn haired
girl. While the mulatto girl was dressed in a plunging neckline, curve hugging dress that bared her cleavage
nicely, and the brunettes dressed in matching cute tops and mini skirts (clearly friends)...the auburn haired
girl wore glasses and a somewhat thick sweater and jeans. Her hair was in a tight pony tail and she wore
glasses, giving her an almost librarian-esque look. She looked mildly uncomfortable even as she approached me,
but still she did.
One of them was going to be the first...the question is which one it would be.