Nate picked up the one in the shape of a werewolf's head and took a big bite out of it. It had a spice cookie taste to it, which he liked.
"It's very good," replied Nate.
"I'm glad you like it," replied Kathryn. She went back to the kitchen with the plate of cookies as Nate finished his. She then went back to Nate
"Well, I should probably be going. I'll see you around!" said Nate as waved goodbye and walked out the front door.
"Ah yes, I think things will be getting decidedly more exciting around here," said Kathryn to herself.
Nate walked back to his house next door. He would have the house to himself for the night, since his Mom was going out to dinner with her girlfriends after work and his brother was going to be at a sleepover. As he walked in, he marveled at how good that cookie tasted and made a mental note to ask Kathryn for the recipe the next time he saw her.
Later that night, Nate was watching T.V when she started to feel strange. His entire body ached and started to feel warm. He felt an itch on his face and scratched, surprised to feel it felt rough, like it was unshaven. Curious, he got up and walked to the bathroom. He flicked on the light and was shocked to see he had a strong five o'clock shadow around his entire face.
"What the hell?" he whispered, checking himself out in the mirror. As he was turning his head, he caught sight of his ear growing out into a lupine point. He heart skipped a beat. There was no way that happened. He reached up with a hand and felt his ear. It was real, all right. He felt a pressure building at the tips of his hands. He looked at them and watched as his nails grew out into long, sharp claws.
"No...no...this isn't possible," cried Nate.
Almost as if in response, his body was wracked with pain as it began reforming. Nate watched as coarse, brown fur grew in. He pulled off his shirt, watching in horror as his body changed and reformed in front of his eyes. His teeth grew out into sharp fangs. He cried out again and dropped to the ground as his feet and legs changed to digigrade proportions, tearing his jeans to shreds in the process.
As the transformations intensified, the fur grew in and his muscles grew and reformed, he had a moment of clarity. The cookie. The cookie was in the shape of a werewolf. Kathryn did this to him, all because he was bored. Well, I'm certainly not now, thought Nate.
His cries turned to an otherworldly cry as his face pushed out and reformed into a lupine snout. A tear rolled down Nate's fur covered face, wondering what sort of monster he had become.
Once the transformation ended, Nate apprehensively got up on his new legs, bracing himself on the sink. He was unprepared for what he saw. A lupine snout, sharp fangs, covered in coarse fur. Underneath it all, his same blue eyes stared back at him, as though it was showing him that under all of this, he was still himself. After the initial shock wore off, he even had to admit, he looked pretty damn cool as a werewolf. All the same, he was glad he was home alone. He had no idea how his mom or brother would react. He smiled a wolfish smile and decided to head out and show off his new self.
Nate went outside from the backdoor and leaped onto the fence separating his yard from Kathryn's. He let out a loud, joyful howl to the night and the moon in the sky.
***
Kathryn placed the empty mug in the sink she heard a howling from outside. She walked outside and saw the werewolf Nate crouched on top of the tall wooden fence separating their two yards. She smiled at the sight of him.
"You must be the young man from earlier today," said Kathryn.
Nate, unable to speak, nodded.
"And are we enjoying our new form?" she asked.
Nate again nodded.
"Good. Things aren't so boring now, are they?"
Nate shook his head.
"I thought so. Now, go on into the night. Scare some folks, get into some mischief. And remember, you'll turn back in the morning," said Kathryn.
Nate jumped off the fence and ran off into the night, dropping to all fours, dashing between houses. Kathryn smiled to herself and went back into the house.