David took a deep breath, gathered his courage and jogged backed nervously toward the scream. Shortly upon rounding the corner, he saw the jogger he just spoke to sitting, whimpering, with her knees pulled up tightly to her chest.
And not five feet feet away, standing over her was a creature that he never could have believed ever existed. It was easily seven feet tall, covered with shaggy black fur with the head of a monstrous wolf. The creature spotted David and roared.
As soon as the smell of sweat and blood reached her nose, Andrea knew that she would hunt. The fact that the girl was running only intensified her new hunting instincts. Andrea went to all fours easily, naturally. As a werewolf, she was perfectly comfortable in either position, but all fours were more conducive to stealth. The woman passed by her position, and Andrea lunged.
She was still getting used to her new body and stumbled slightly, just enough for the girl to twist out of Andrea’s grasp, her teeth tearing only the girls shirt. The girl screamed, and curled up in terror.
Andrea moaned inwardly as she saw her boyfriend. Go AWAY!!!! she screamed. Her voice was nothing more than a terrifying roar. David ran in to protect the girl and Andrea instinctively swatted him away with an open paw, her claws tearing through his shirt and chest. Andrea continued her attack on the girl then, slashing her face with her claws, then diving for her throat.
Her warm blood was delicious, like tomato soup and Andrea drank lustily. The blood further whetted her appetite and she devoured the girl’s flesh - with full horrified awareness of what she was doing. No...NO...NO!!!!
David looked down and saw four trails of blood spreading from the slashes in his chest and upper belly. His world went grey as shock took over, and he collapsed in a heap.
Andrea saved the girls hear for last. The experience was almost sexual and her body responded accordingly. She howled, and turned to the figure she had just fended off.