Suddenly, Gloria felt that same burst of warmth rush through her as she had minutes earlier when the nanites had first entered her system. She let out an excited whimper as her nipples stiffened with sudden sensation and her pussy glistened with the moisture of fresh arousal. Every inch of her seemed to be humming with a static charge that was made of pure pleasure.
She smiled at the camera, watching as her pupils dilated and her light blue irises faded to yellow and then intensified to a far brighter hue, tinged with green. Her skin rippled and pulsed as muscles twitched and swelled with new growth. Gloria writhed in ecstasy as each pop and twitch brought with it a concentrated burst of pleasure. She struggled to keep herself turned toward the laptop and its camera, wanting to both document the event for future viewing pleasure, and to watch it in greater detail, but she found it harder by the second to do anything but succumb to the tidal wave of pleasure that crashed through her with every breath.
“Mmmmhh...!” she whisper moaned as she felt her delicate mound throbbing while her legs began to stretch longer. As her hips widened to accommodate her new proportions, her mound began to sprout black fur around its edges. It was growing slightly more pronounced, and her labia thickened and lengthened a bit, her clit protruding more fully as it swelled from both arousal and the change itself. A veritable river of cum and female wetness rolled down her thighs as she was left wordless from the sensation of her most sensitive spots being stimulated by the change, as though God himself was fondling her as she changed.
She buried a hand between her legs, rubbing with a reckless abandon as she felt her body continuing to grow taller and thicker. “Change..yess..rrr...” she growled, panting and hyperventilating as she became unable to do anything but touch herself roughly, only adding to the intensity of her transformation. Her breasts swelled, sending new pleasure explosions through her, and her other free hand grabbed and squeezed at one, pinching an overly sensitive nipple and massaging the meat of her breast alternately, all in time with the frantic rhythm of her self pleasure between her legs.
Fur raced across her skin. Each pore of skinlet loose its own individual note of release and ecstasy in the symphony of orgasmic transformation she'd brought upon herself as the hairs pushed through. Her jaw thickened and swelled as her face began to stretch outward. Her breathing became more ragged, turning into panting as her fang-filled mouth hung open. Her moans took on the deeper and more guttural animal quality of her wolfish nature as she continued to touch herself.
Her body swelled with more muscle as her ears pushed through her tangled black hair. Gloria continued to masturbate hard, barely noticing when her nails turned to talons and scratched her flesh and nearly drew blood. All that mattered to her was the change into what she'd always fantasized about being. Freedom was this orgasm, then the next. Freedom was no longer being trapped in her skin. As her new breasts blossomed down her torso, her left hand traced each one as her right hand continued to push her to another climax. The sheets were soaked now with her fluids and slightly torn by the claws on her feet catching on them and ripping them as she curled her toes when another climax hit.
Her nose blackened, gaining a wet and leathery quality to it as her face stretched out entirely and snapped into place with her new muzzle. She let out a loud howl as she buried two fingers as deeply into herself as possible and came again, before succumbing to the near-paralytic afterglow of the change and orgasms she'd inflicted upon herself.
Her body finally had completed its transformation, and as she finally managed to sit up and admire herself in the webcamera's view, she couldn't help but wonder how long the change had been finished before she finally had been able to take her hands off of herself. She growled softly again in satisfaction and inhaled deeply, smelling her scent easily with her heightened senses. She lifted her bestial hand to her muzzle, inhaling the scent of her juices on her thick fingers before licking them clean and happily lapping up her flavor-entirely female and mixed with that flavor she'd fantasized about for years-the taste of the wolf.
She slipped off the bed, stalking around the room, seeing it from the new perspective of the werewolf form. There were momentary balance issues; her feet had a slight arch to them that wasn't there before, and her back wanted to force her into a slightly hunched posture. She picked up the laptop and held it in front of her, letting the webcam focus on every inch of her new body, before saying “So..rrrr....what do you think?” and shutting it off. She was pleased that she could speak in the new shape, though she wondered if that was simply because she understood werewolf speech, or if she actually WAS speaking.
She went into the bathroom to admire herself. She was glorious-this was what she'd wanted for years, and seeing herself in this new shape was arousing and satisfying in all the right and unbelievable ways she had hoped it would be. Her body still throbbed with desire and arousal. Gloria found herself wanting to fuck even more than she did before. She wanted to fuck...and to fight...and to hunt...and to feed... Her mind was full of ideas, all primal, all arousing, all part of what she'd wished existence could be. Her rippling muscles begged to be used. Her long teeth begged to be used. Her perfect sex and large breasts begged to be used. Her paw-hand slipped down between her legs, rubbing her still-damp fur-covered quim; simply existing in this shape aroused her.
Even now, her mind wandered between human and wolf, along with the in-between of both. She was here, in the most amazing place, where any possibility seemed to be a hopeful reality. She knew that nothing truly was off-limits here. The woman could be satisfied. The wolf could be satisfied. The wolf-woman could be satisfied. The question now was which desire should be sated first?