"I heard your trigger is masturbation.." I said to her. Honestly, I wasn't even sure what I was going to say,
until that word fell out of my mouth.
She coughed, choking slightly on her beer. "Have you been spying on me?"
"No," I replied quite truthfully. Of course, I was the only one to know that none of this had happened until I
mentioned it. Now Cathy had gone from a metaphorical bitch into a werewolf bitch all because of me. "So it's
true, then?"
She nodded hesitantly. "Yes.." She glanced down at her lap, then took a seat on the couch with a heavy sigh.
"Being...THIS..is overwhelming. All of it is..and at its center is the change. And the change..it feels..well,
it feels AMAZING. But...it's a constant struggle..because it's SO amazing. I'm 39. My tits are nice, yeah..but
they sag a bit...but when I shift..I feel young..I feel sexy. My tits lose that sag. I go from 'well
maintained' into hard-bodied..and I can feel every aspect of myself getting better..stronger..." Her nipples
stood out, pushing against the shirt's fabric. "Shit.." she muttered, blushing slightly. "I..need to think
about something else. Thinking about the change..gets me horny. I don't need to be horny. I'm already
oversexed as it is. Every three days like clockwork, my sex drive ratchets up and I can't help myself, or I
barely can help myself.
I found it interesting how my wishes conformed to my unspoken vision, such as the change being pleasurable.
"So you're stuck in werewolf form til dawn at that point?"
She shook her head. "No..if I wolf out, I'll change back in a couple hours if nothing happens..though I can
prolong the duration or shorten it with concentration. That took some work, but I have a decent enough handle
on it. I'm just out of control when I first change..very prone to instinct and emotion. Of course on the three
nights of the full moon, I'm stuck til dawn."
"Interesting," I said, actually very interested simply due to the fact I hadn't wished anything specific of
the sort. "Well, it doesn't seem that bad..just setting aside a little bit of time for yourself every few
days, and everyone's safe, right?"
She shook her head. "No..it's not just MY masturbation," she said. "Anything that a lover could do that's not
oral or penetration..it triggers it. Another person starts stroking my pussy..and it's a one-way ticket to
werewolf woman for me. And I know you're thinking 'Why don't you just pull away?'...and it's not that
simple..because I love the change..the wolf takes charge. I push harder against them..they think I'm really
into it, and keep going, harder..faster..and then suddenly they feel my body warp. They freak out..and the
wolf kills them for their natural fear." She frowned. "It's easier simply not to take a lover, or at least
nothing intended to be more than one night.
Her nipples still hadn't softened. I took a seat next to her on the couch. Even as our eyes met, there was a
palpable tension in the room.
"So are all werewolves like you, or are you special?" I asked her, curious how the wish had affected the world
in general.
"All like me, as far as I know," she said. "I found out my boyfriend was a werewolf when I jerked him off to
wake him up. He bit me in the ensuing confusion..and I remember the site of that big bad wolf in front of me
just completely set me off. I went from being terrified to being turned on..then fingerbanging myself until I
shifted. My blood hadn't even dried before he was fucking me.." she trailed off, stroking a finger
absentmindedly along her chest. She caught herself at it a moment later, and stopped. Our eyes met again.
She slowly broke the eye contact, but her voice gained a smoky and seductive undertone.
"You probably should go.." she cooed. "I can feel the wolf starting to stir.." She licked her lips as she
stared at me.
"You don't sound like you want me to go," I replied.
"I don't Joey...I don't." She played with the edge of her skirt nervously. "But..that's not me talking, at
least not the human part..it's the wolf..you're MALE..and..I'm..just so.." she slid the heel of her hand down
between her legs and shuddered hard, whimpering softly. "I'm just so..hornyyy..god..Joey..you-you need to
go..I don't know how long I can hold it back.." She looked semi-fearful as she gripped the couch cushion with
both hands, fighting to hold off the urge to touch herself. "Joey..go..I don't know what I'll do..when the
wolf comes out..and..it's coming.." This time her hand slid down the waistband of her skirt and she gasped.
"Wolf..so close.." she whimpered.