I walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. It was time to see what the ring could
do. Wishing in secret would ensure that if my wishes were beyond the ring's power, I wouldn't have that
awkward reality of getting caught. The ring could already alter the mental state of people. It could alter
their histories. But could it make them more than human? I had to word my wishes carefully, I assumed. The
more specific, the better, so less unforeseen consequences could come about.
I didn't just want OTHER people to be werewolves, I wanted to be one as well. The idea of a
woman turning while she fucked me was as arousing as me fucking them while they turned, me turning while they
fucked me, or me turning while I fucked them. Plus, just wishing to affect Alicia almost seemed unfair. I
needed to join her in this wish. "I wish that Alicia and I were werewolves."
A surge went through me, and suddenly the room seemed almost brighter. My vision sharpened
drastically, and a wall of smells slammed into my brain. I could smell the vague mildew starting on the bath
towels. I could smell the remnants of toothpaste and mouthwash in the sink and on the counter. The wish had
WORKED. Of course, my work was only starting, now that I knew ANYTHING was possible.
Another part of my fetish was the involuntary nature of the change, that once it started a
werewolf could only postpone or draw out the inevitable, not prevent it. Of course, being only chained to the
full moon was too limiting, particularly for my fantasies. "I wish our transformations would occur on the full
moon as well as when we're sexually aroused or stimulated." No surge came through me this time, presumably
because I hadn't changed what I was, only the circumstances of it, like when I'd turned Alicia lesbian.
"I wish we had two forms when we changed: either a bipedal werewolf with furred but humanlike
sexual organs, and a dire wolf form that is even more muscular. I wish that sex or orgasm in the bipedal form
would trigger a further change into the dire form." I'd seen a sequence like that one time, and it had really
done it for me. I figured it couldn't hurt to wish for it; I could always wish that away.
"I wish the change was almost entirely pleasurable, but utterly unstoppable, with only a minor
ache." I wanted to avoid the screaming transformations that logically would occur when you have bone and
muscle reshaping and growing, but I couldn't deny that I liked a little pain with my pleasure.
I opened the door, heading back to my bedroom. Alicia met me at the doorway with another one
of those amazing kisses of hers. She smelled wonderful, and not just from whatever skin lotion she'd been
using. She smelled wonderful because she was like me now-a wolf encased in a womanly shell. We stopped
kissing, and she ran a hand through my hair, then gently nuzzled my neck, inhaling my scent.
"I thought I was the only one," she said softly.
"Me too," I lied. She'd never know the truth-could never be allowed to find out the truth. I
was immune to the memory altering affects, presumably because I wore the ring and made the wishes. Alicia,
however..I'd made her into a girl who could never have sex without life-altering consequences. She couldn't
even satisfy herself without a change. Sure, NOW it was fine, but how hellish did she remember her life as
being? Especially compared to the fact she had been a normal and hetero girl going to one of the better
private schools before she'd stumbled across my path. Was I a monster?