"You know what? I want this to be special. Let me think it over tonight and come back tomorrow."
Nate was a little let down, but understood. He bid her farewell and went upstairs and out of the house. He walked across her yard back to his house. He walked into his house and into the kitchen. There was a note on the counter reminding him that his mom and brother were going to be out of town for the week and he would have the house to himself. He smiled as he put the note again and walked into the living room. He was stunned to find Marta sitting on the couch there, waiting for him.
"Hello, Nate. I hope you don't mind me dropping by. I just couldn't wait for our play date." purred Marta.
Nate stood there in stunned silence.
"What? No transformation from Kathryn? Poor Nate."
"She wanted time to think it over." replied Nate.
"Well, that just means I get to have my fun instead. Now then..."
Nate started to get nervous. "Wha...what are you going to do to me?"
"You know what, this town is boring. It needs something to liven things up." Marta got up and walked over to him.
Nate started to feel warm. He could feel sweat beading on his forehead. Something was happening to him. "What sort of something?"
"Something beastly, something called out..." Marta walked around him, her words coming out like a chant. "By the light of the full moon!"
Suddenly, the curtains in the living room flew open, revealing the full moon high in the night sky. Nate felt a sudden pain in his gut and he fell to his knees. Marta knelt down next to him.
"You always wanted to be a werewolf, and now you will be one forever. On the night before, the night of and the night after the full moon." Marta smiled. "You should be careful what you wish for, kid."
Nate felt the pain of the transformation radiate through his body. He felt his fingernails break apart as claws grew in. He could feel the fur growing in all over his body. He felt a searing pain in his mouth as his teeth grew out into fangs.
"Please...stop..." begged Nate, in a deeper, growly voice. He felt his shoes grow tighter and tighter until they tore apart as his feet grew and reformed into large digitigrade paws. His shirt ripped apart as his chest barrelled out, covered in dense brown fur.
"Sorry, the curse is already in place. You're now and forever a werewolf." Marta smiled. "Try to enjoy it, kid."
Nate's cries turned to snarls as the transformation progressed. He fell on his back, looking over the transformation as it continued. Maybe she's right, he thought to himself, maybe I should try to enjoy this. After all, I've wanted this for so long.
Nate rolled back onto his stomach and cried out as his face slowly pushed out into a snout and his ears grew to points. He slowly rose to his new digitigrade feet, getting used to the feel. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad...