Suddenly Tom doesn't feel to good "Oh great, now I'm getting sick. Can this night get any worse?"
he says. Tom started scratching his chest, moving to his back.
"I itch all over!" he announced. He pulled off his dress shirt, exposing his torso, it slowly becoming covered
with coarse black hair.
"What the..." Tom said. "Now it's happening to me." Rebecca says "I knew it, don't let the wolf take control,
fight it."
Tom started to feel cramping in his hands and watched as his fingernails were pushing out, changing into sharp
claws. His hands swelled, bones rearranged as the became paws. He turned his hands over and saw they resembled
paw pads.
"Help me!" he cried out, in a deeper, more animalistic voice. The fur continued to grow. He felt strange
sensation as his ears transformed to points and moved up his head. He fell to his knees as his feet and legs
reformed into hind legs.
Tom cried out in pain. Rebecca watched in concern as Tom slowly transformed into a werewolf.
His pants gave way to the increasing pressure and started to rip. Tom clawed at them to release the pressure.
His tail quickly grew from his rear. His chest started to barrel out, covered in black fur. He fell to his
arms, now transformed into his front legs.
Tom closed his eyes from the excruciating pain centered around his face. He felt his face push out into a
snout and reform into a wolf's face. The transformation was complete.