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The locker room doors exploded open with one angry kick. Their edges crashed into opposing walls with a resounding bang that shattered what tranquility the place had. Still, the anthro grey wolf storming in was beyond caring. Punishment for dinging the concrete walls was a trifle after tonight's failure.

You're fired!

The words still echoed between Yvonnette's furry ears while she paced around the room. The stomping of elegant paw pads barely generated noise. She made up for it with a nearly endless string of growls and curses. Pom Pom's of a green and red coloring crashed on the floor, followed by a matching skirt and blouse exposing the black and copper markings along the wolf's back. There was a two-hundred-dollar uniform wasted. Cheerleaders did not exactly earn bank.

Yvonnette continued fuming in her bra and panties a while longer before getting tired enough to visit her locker. It needed a good clearing out, what with being booted from the team and all. She was hardly at fault either, having enjoyed performing for an audience since high school, the grey wolf perfected her form for a college career.

Too bad Kate Cox attended the same damn school. Being a wolf never sat well with that blond bimbo, and their cheery 'alpha' attitude had carried over from senior year. Lording their superior human body over Yvonnette had become routine as the cheers themselves.

"We both know I'm always the alpha here," the furless demon would boast.

Yvonnette suspected Kate had a cow relative somewhere in the family tree with her smuggling melons on top and four pounds of jello in the rear. Trying to bite back against the hazing with that logic had proven the wolf's undoing. One 'accidental' tail pull was all it took to topple a pyramid, injure two colleges, and embarrass her reputation beyond repair.

Claws racked streaks of paint off the wooden divider between lockers. Yvonnette might have ripped a chunk off for good measure but, after a deep breath, got dressed in a simple tank top and shorts instead. Everything else got stuffed into a duffle bag with an air of defeat. Destroying the property of a school she had to return to tomorrow would not improve her night as much as a tub of ice cream.

While fumbling for objects on the top shelf, Yvonnette's hand grabbed hold of a book that made her tail perk. The grey leather binding made it look out of time, wedged between her cell phone and five-pound dumbbells. Aqua blue eyes widened with a flood of forgotten memories in her anger, then narrowed with the devious grin curling the lips of her muzzle.

Oh, right, that book.

It had been sitting in Yvonnette's locker for weeks now, only remembered after bouts of hazing from Kate and her cronies and forgotten again. She thought it might have been going too far by unleashing its contents on unsuspecting assholes, but that was when an aspiring wolf had something to lose. This time her grip tightened around the spine, gently bringing the book against her chest like she was stealing a precious treasure.

Okay, technically, she had stolen the book from her grandma right before hitting college. The elder wolf had shared over tea how Yvonnette's family descended from a pack of mystics dating back to Roman times.

While cool for a bedtime story, Yvonnette really believed in magic when her grandma changed the liquid in her cup from tea to hot cocoa. It was one of the best visits the young wolf ever had, especially when they went over some of grandma's favorite spell books.

Clearly, a lack of angry phone calls meant the old wolf had not noticed one missing yet. She had promised Yvonnette a gift for her high school graduation, after all. Her granddaughter totally planned to return it over a spring break visit.

Tonight just seemed like a great excuse to try a few tests. Yvonnette used her natural predator habits to pad even lighter across the room, despite still being the only cheerleader to have come in from her recent disaster. The door coach's office had its door left open, so she padded on inside to seek cover behind the oak desk. Light from a rising full moon poured in from the windows, giving her a marvellous idea for some spells as she used her cell phone light to flip through the pages.

* * *

Outside on the football field had become more of a social mingling scene now that the night was young and practices were over. Little by little, the mass of athletes, cheerleaders, and general sports lovers left in pairs or small groups for their individual night plans.

Kate had just finished delivering one of her favorite flirts when she felt an ice cube run up her spine. An instinctive hard shudder sent her voluptuous body wiggling, but not in the intended fashion she preferred. She whipped around, trying to find the culprit, but there was nothing within ten feet of her.

"Are you okay, Kate?" asked the linebacker she had been hoping to bang tonight. Her minor celebration for finally getting that flea-infested mutt of a rival off her turf. Credit that even he could tell something was off about the head cheerleaders shaking.

"I'm fine...uh..." Kate lied, unable to remember this guy's name. No matter what, she could not shake the unease that blanketed over her mind. Droplets of sweat seeped from her skin, making the gentlest of breezes an assault of icy pinpricks. "I...got to go. Call me!"

She bolted away without further explanation, wanting nothing more than to get some space. Kate's body burned despite all the sweating, clouding the edges of her sight with a hazy fog. Everything about her movements had changed subtly; a little more bump to her hips, more spring to her chest, and a disturbing sensation that her spine was flapping with the back of her skirt.

Worse was how her shoes pinched against tender toes, causing frantic steps to fumble with increasing frequency. It was hard to even figure out where she was going, so Kate settled on rounding a corner to hide under the relative safety of some bleachers.

The back of Kate's skirt continued to flutter even while she hunched over to catch a breath. She tried to wipe sweat from her brow only to get the sensation of applying a carpet to her face.

"What the...fuuuuuuuuu...!?" Kate's last word trailed off into some incomprehensible syllable resembling a dog's whine. Eyes blinked in rapid surprise, watching at the arm before her growing snowy white fur, thickening with ripe muscle surpassing a bodybuilder. The other arm went through the same bulky transformations, hands gained thick plush pads on their fingers, which were growing sharp black claws.

More fluttering finally directed Kate's attention to her butt, drawing out the scream she was struggling to make. Her rear, in fact, her body was growing in rapid hard pops of added muscle, swelling fat, and lengthening bones. The expensive cheerleader skirt looked like a handkerchief draped around a furry waist sporting several rigid abs.

More concerning was the long bush of white fur extending out of Kate's spine just above her plumping ass. She had tolerated enough of Yvonnette's presence to know a wolf's tail when she saw one.

"Hnngggh!" A hard pinch in her chest made Kate grasp at her glorious boobs with both monstrous hands. The uniform, while expensive, was too weak for her mounting strength. Claws rent everything from her body in two jagged pieces, which she let fall to the gravel-covered ground. Their upgrade to exceptionally ripe pumpkins amplified the shock of seeing her breasts bounce free as snowy mounds of fur.

"Oh...my god..." Kate exclaimed, though her voice got slurred around teeth growing too sharp and big for her lips. The tight pinching in her shoes reached near painful levels before suddenly giving way to a sense of relief. But when she saw the giant wolf's paws bulging out the remains of her new sneakers, blacking nostrils flared with anger.

Another stirring broke Kate from her angry thoughts, this time in the only garment left on her muscularly stacked body, her panties.

"Oh, my god!" she cried out, or tried to, as her face began extending into a proper canine muzzle.

An immense pressure caused something to fall out of Kate's vagina, inflating a bulge in her panties. The cheap cotton tore easily under beastly strength, springing free a tapered inhuman cock that only continued swelling with its granted freedom. Gasping, Kate moved to cup at the balls that spilled out under her new sheath into a delicate furry sack. Fingers prodded desperately around it, but her female tunnel sealed itself away.

Kate reeled back to her head in a howl of many emotions; confusion, anger, arousal, need. A hand remained grasping at her throbbing red cock until it exceeded even that massive palm The other monster paw hefted up snowy furred breast to squeeze its plush material. There was some morbid satisfaction in suddenly being better built than any man or woman on campus.

Pointed wolf's ears sprouted from her mesh of blond hair as another sensation rocked the giant werewolf. Kate found herself with a strong compulsion to head towards the locker rooms and decided she might find an answer to a shit-ton of questions. She emerged from around the ticket booth, each paw step sounding like thunder on the concrete. Panicked cries and screams of remaining visitors to the football field meant little to the nine-foot beast.

* * *

Hearing the howl from her hiding place, Yvonnette's own fluffy tail was sweeping the floor in rapid wagging. If that was not a sign of getting off the perfect revenge, she did not know what was. Now that spiteful human could enjoy a coat of fur for a while. With that job done, she collected her grandma's book before rising to head home.

And then the wolf had to suppress a squeal when the locker room doors swung open. She flattened onto her stomach in a panic, hoping the clanking of metal doors muffled her book hitting the floor.

"Can you believe that dumb fuck?"

"Actually, yes. Kate's been ornery forever now, but it still amazes me how stupid that bitch can get."

"Well, she got what she deserved after this. I heard the medics say Sam and Tiff will be out for weeks. They might even have broken bones."

"Damn, that's heavy. Yeah, I wouldn't trust her with any routine after tonight, either."

Yvonnette's panic for potentially getting caught burned away in renewed fires of anger. Her black nose expanded in such hard breaths she could almost see smoke seeping from the nostrils. Though that could have been steam from the blaze that seized up her spine. Had someone left the air conditioner on automatic?

Those two voices were quickly recognizable and peeking out from around the desk confirmed the identity of two red panda cheerleaders that had entered. Despite their similar Japanese accents and fur colors, they were unrelated. Samantha had a lithe body of average curves fit for track and field, golden brown eyes, and black hair like Yvonnette tied back into a ponytail. Maeve served as her polar opposite, thick-framed with muscles to spare, glittering emerald eyes, and red hair braided into twin pigtails.

What they had in common was being 'friends' to Kate's selective clique and frequent wolf heckling squad. Needless to say, Yvonnette did not care for either of them, and she had a book with the perfect revenge spell on hand. It seemed only right the alpha cheerleader had a pack to share the experience.

Trying to find the page she had used was a bit more trouble now. With Yvonnette's intended victims only yards away, changing out of their uniforms, she had to be more stealthy. That was hard with the onset of a heat, making her face flush. It was all Yvonnette could do to keep her panting quiet, fur matted from heavy amounts of sweat.

Even worse was trying to read grandma's book with just full moonlight washing over her. Using the cellphone light would be a death sentence, no way one of the red panda's would not notice it through the open office door. If only her fingers were not getting so stiff from being scrunched up on the floor, turning pages would be easier.

Thankfully, she recognized the page through a mix of memory and familiar archaic symbols. Glancing out, she saw a naked Samantha heading towards the showers, so squished her nose between the pages in a hurried spell read at her target.

Having to speak in a dead language while gasping for breath lead to some concern. A startled gasp from Samantha just as she entered the stalls assured Yvonnette she had done something right. Trying to steady the shivers running through her limbs, she repeated the spell, satisfied when Maeve parroted a shocked squeal.

"So, I'm a bitch, huh?" Knowing the wonderful show about to take place filled Yvonnette the courage to face one of her many tormentors, at least. Too bad that while speaking had gotten the desired cry from Maeve, the wolf's emergence from a dark coach's office lacked intimidation and grace.

If anything, Yvonnette looked and felt like a drunkard. Paws wobbled in a staggering gait, eyes blinking slightly out of sync just to see where she was going. It did not mess well with her dreamy smile, even if it flashed a lot more fang than she usually did. The room might as well been a sauna with how hot and sore her muscles strained.

Maeve's alarm melted upon recognizing the unwanted arrival, eyes narrowing with an angry frown. "Why the fuck are you still here, trash? More importantly, what were you doing in the coach's office?"

"Oh, just helping make sure loyal betas like you get what they deserve," Yvonnette chuckled, flapping her jaw a few times to flex out a cramp. She had no time to wonder if her nose always looked that big between her eyes, Maeve's visible shaking had her thickening tail curled in excitement.

"Are you...threatening us!?" Maeve's nose scrunched, but not from the appalling wolf's statement. Somehow Yvonnette seemed taller than at practice. "You...how dare...nngh. I'll have you aaah, arrested for...gah! What the fuck is wrong with my face!?"

Maeve hovered both hands around her head but seemed hesitant to touch her muzzle with the strange sensation of something pushing on it. Eyes squinted close in a sharp cry as the white snout compacted in on itself with a hard crunching.

The smile that had been practically glowing on Yvonnette's face dropped slightly, unsure if that's how a werewolf's transformation worked. As she watched, the skin on Maeve's nose brightened from black to a bright peach, losing its animal dampness as it became glued onto a flattened face. Between protesting cries, she could also see the red panda's teeth losing their edge before hiding behind plumped lips, ears sliding down to the sides of her head.

If Yvonnette did not know better, she was suddenly starting to resemble a human like Kate. A feeling promptly amplified when the fur of Maeve's face fell off. The changing red panda let out a full-blown scream, looking down at her body. A lustrous coat of red, black, and white thinned only faster with her movements, leaving silky skin in its place.

"What the fuck did you do to me!?" Nothing about this made sense, but Maeve did not need to guess its source. Some strange compulsion tugged at her senses, directing all of them at Yvonnette. "I...hhnnn...NNNGH!"

Before she could even get a threat out, Maeve felt her body give a hard flex. Loud groans of strained muscles filled the air as she suddenly shot up a foot in height. At the same time, her already impressive muscles expanded, shredding her cheerleader uniform until they were just tatters clinging to rippling hairless flesh.

"I don't know...but I like it." Yvonnette giggled, too delighted by Maeve's excessive shedding to notice her own height had increased. They remained at eye level even after surpassing seven feet tall. A flush in her loins had the wolf absently rubbing her belly, tracing the rigid abs that had never been present before.

Maeve gawked at her helplessly in the throw of changes. Her hands clenched with their shifting sinew and unfurled in a fresh rush of panic, finding them without her plush paw pads or claws, only dull, blurry nails. A glance down at her paws, well feet now, made her especially remorseful.

"Ah!" Another chill down her spine made Maeve twist around. Her striped tail, the last vestige of her anthro nature, barely had the power to twitch on command anymore. Seconds later, a sharp pang above her chiseled ass caused her favorite appendage to shrink. "No, no, no, no!"

Yvonnette broke into hysterical laughter at what looked like Maeve's ass eating her tail. It came out a lot more like wild barks that sent her chest jiggling with a surprising amount of weight. Still, it could not take her attention off this spectacle. Little by little, vertebra receded back into Maeve's spine, releasing a firework explosion of fur, until nothing remained but a baby-smooth bottom.

No one would ever suspect the seven-foot-tall amazon human standing ankle-deep in shed fur had ever been anything else. Only Maeve's pigtails and emerald eyes gave any clue to her true identity.

That raised a serious question that had Yvonnette fumbling through the pages of the spell book again. The dang thing felt smaller in her palm pads, making it hard not to tear off corners. Upon finding the right page, she immediately got an answer in finding the ancient words scrawled on it were upside down.

"How about that? I discovered a way to make were-humans." Yvonnette giggled with a gleeful glance towards the showers.

* * *

Whatever madness unfolded in the locker rooms, Samantha entered the showers oblivious to any impending doom. Fatigue from classes followed by a disaster of a cheerleading practice had left the red panda too tired to care, much less notice the trail of fur shedding in her wake. She always liked to take a stall near the back for maximum privacy, so when a horrified scream came floating in, she mistook it for the straining of hot water pipes.

Samantha gave a deep sigh, rolling her head back with her eyes closed as she stepped under the gushing torrent. High pressured jets always felt good massaging tenderized muscles, so good that she failed to notice the black fur on her perky breasts washing off like dirt.

Warm steam helped ease the red panda's thoughts into a daze so she could wash on autopilot. Applying an ample amount of body wash to one palm-pad, she began rubbing it along both arms before moving on to other parts of her lithe body. The gentle hum mimicking a song she had heard on Twitter that morning echoed off the tiled walls while she moved to get her back and tail rinsed for lathering. Each firm rack of claws intended to scrub soap into her fur instead caused large clumps to plop off, bound by the dense suds.

This would have gone almost unnoticed if a sharp pain had not drilled itself directly into Samantha's spine. Letting out a sharp cry, she twisted around expecting to find something had struck her behind, only to see perky cheeks gleam back. There was very little fur remaining on her modest hump. The constant downpour gave the exposed pale skin a polished shine.

A check over the rest of her body altered Samantha to several more bald patches, growing wider as the running water cut away the furry edges. Soft splashes, with her anxious shifting, also brought attention to the pile of her beautiful coat now clogging the drain.

"What was in my shampoo?" she yelped, trying to read the bottle's label, but something scarier caused it to fall from her grasp.

Her hands were going through an even worse time; animal-like pads deflating before her eyes into smooth, firm skin. Claws she had spent hours manicuring pulled back atop her fingertips becoming flat and uselessly opaque.

"Aah! Gah!" A hard cramp made Samantha double over, hugging her stomach, black hair spilling over her cramping muzzle. There came a sharp pain in her rear as the thick striped tail shrunk another notch. As if related, Samantha felt the flesh of her hairless belly squirm in her palms. Another jolt up her spine and the muscles underneath pushed back. "Oh... fuck...what the...?"

Samantha forced herself to pull back from the tension, looking at the hard pack of abs puffing around her belly button. That was until her tail shrunk again, causing a surge of mass to fill out her breasts and hips. She cupped the mounds, almost wondering if the lack of fur had somehow made them more sensitive. It continued, again and again, each piece of vertebrae vanishing into Samantha, sparking another surge of growth in her body. Her once modest apples bloated into ripe cantaloupes bulging through her fingertips. Muscles continued to rise into dense ridges across the sleek skin until the last bit of white tail fluff washed off a much thicker buttock. It ended with her looking over the shower walls as some seven-foot fitness model.

Samantha stared dumbfounded at her tits for a moment. Their bright skin and size weighed so alien to her jumbled thoughts. A sudden jolt rocked her back into reality. The tall woman rushed from her stall, unsure why she knew something in the locker room caused these events. She arrived back at the entrance just as her muzzle finished squashing into a flat human face. That might have been a concern if the sight of a familiar grinning wolf not sent her into a rage.

"You!!" Samantha pointed an angry finger in Yvonnette's smug face that fell to the wayside. The longer she studied the wolf, the more things seemed off about them. "What the fuck happened to you?"

"Samantha?!"

The fresh human whirled to face another naked, equally muscular and busty one. Just hearing her voice confirmed what their red hair and green eyes already implied.

"Maeve!?"

"Holy shit, she got you too?"

"So she did this? Fucking...bitch?"

The pair almost got lost admiring the curvier, buffer bodies each other had, but a reminder of who imposed such physiques quelled any enjoyment.

Yvonnette was not paying attention to them anymore. After Samantha had brought attention to it, she could not ignore the pulsing heat in her chest. Everything about the wolf's figure had grown like the former red pandas. No, she had to look down to meet their curious stares becoming much taller than them. Shirt and shorts barely clung on, scrunched tight around mounting muscles. The gap between their hems showed a six-pack of brick abs. Sleeves ripped around thighs and biceps denser than holiday hams.

Even the wolf's hands were huge and clumsy with their plump fingers. Somehow Yvonnette brought up the book to read through her spell again. Turned out there was a last paragraph that made her twitching eyes grow wide. Any caster that used this magic during a full moon had to exercise caution, less the werewolf's curse rebounded on them. It also made all victims aware of the caster's location, risking a fight over pack dominance.

"N-no way. I didn't want...ah!"

Yvonnette's hopes to flip through for a cure spell were futile. A hard growth surge washed down her pelvis, causing a huge grey-furred butt to explode out of strained shorts. The book fell from her hands as the changes continued to thicken out her thighs, forcing a wider stance. Toes flexed on her dainty paws seconds before puffing out into giant meatball digits.

It was too fast to keep balance, dropping Yvonnette to all fours. Another shudder ran up her spine, shredding her shirt in a rush of expanding back and shoulder muscles. Thankfully, she bought cheap bras. Its clasp snapped off when her breasts swelled up like water balloons into a deep hang off her chest.

"I...I...aaAAWWOOOooooOOOooo!!" Yvonnette hardly meant to rock her head back in a bestial cry to the bright moon outside. It was a compulsive reflex of instinct, much like a burp.

It certainly amused the large humans that had moved to loom over Yvonnette's collapsed body. She lowered her head from the howl only to find her big black nose smooshed against the lower abs of Maeve's stomach.

"The fuck are yo-mmphh!?"

Maeve never gave them a chance to protest. Both hands grabbed hold of Yvonnette's pointed ears in a sharp pinch, forcing the wolf's snout further south into the red bush of her crotch. "That was pretty hot, but let's put this big mouth to better use."

"Oh, I agree," Samantha said, making Yvonnette's huge body squirm with light nail traces along her spine. She moved around to kneel before the wolf's soft flank, harshly tugging aside the bushy tail to rub at their furry slit. "Karma has made her a really tasty looking bitch. I just want to eat her up."

The light stimulations alone got a few unwilling moans of pleasure from Yvonnette. She suddenly had a lot less concern about their banter so long as they kept giving her heated body attention. Without hesitation, her long wet tongue brushed along Maeve's folds, eliciting a gasp from the quivering werehuman. Long as she reciprocated, they should not have a reason to stop.

Except, perhaps, the locker room doors bursting open with the kick of a giant paw. The massive white werewolf that stomped in surprised all three girls by how she made their muscular bodies look like lightweights. To say nothing about her throbbing two-foot wolf cock.

"Get your fingers out of that!" the giant wolf bellowed with a clawed finger pointed at Samantha, who promptly withdrew from Yvonnette and scooted away. "If anyone's going to lay claim to that omega's ass, it'll be me."

"K-Kate!?" Maeve asked in recognition of the big wolf's blond hair. She was both annoyed and grateful that despite the busty monster's dramatic entrance, Yvonnette had not stopped licking her groin. Mostly the latter.

"What the hell happened to...oh, right!" Samantha asked before eyes drifted back to Yvonnette's backside dancing in the air for attention.

It seemed like their would-be werewolf revenger had lost most of her self awareness. As is the nature of the spell she unwittingly cast, its effects became the most prominent on the caster. Once she had gotten a taste for Maeve's juices, primal instincts had all but wiped the intelligence from her eyes, replaced with an unstoppable addiction. She could not even feel resentment with Kate's entrance, only the need to get that beast to bring her glorious cock over here.

Truthfully, Kate was all too happy to approach Yvonnette's presented ass of her own accord. There were plenty of instincts over flooding all three of the wolf's lycanthropic victims, but getting a rush of testosterone took her desire for dominance to extra heights. With no warning, Kate yanked Yvonnette's tail aside to plunge her member into damp, waiting folds.

Kate pierced Yvonnette's tunnel so hard they rocked her fresh bitch forward with a startled yelp, almost knocking Maeve over with a headbutt to the stomach.

"Watch what you're doing, dumbass," Maeve said, gripping Yvonnette's ears painfully tight like makeshift handlebars. The expert tongue lashings were already reducing her leg muscles to jelly.

"Oh, cram it. She's working hardest for you right now. Hmm?" Kate's ear twitched, catching Samantha's retreating footsteps. One massive hand paw shot out in a blur, clamping onto the woman's hips, eliciting a startled yelp from them. Her rough palm pad squished against her friend's furless backside like a pillow. "And where are you going?"

"H-hey," Samantha gulped, being pulled effortlessly into a hug against Kate's breast. Pushing off against the fuzzy globe was akin to wrestling a beanbag. "What are yo-ooohhh..."

One of the white wolfs fingers curled its way between Samantha's thighs into her snatch. It's rough paw pad explored deep into the fleshy tunnel, stretching it tighter than any man before. Any protests died along with the strength in the werehuman's legs. Hips began grinding back against Kate's supportive monster hand while Samantha pressed lovingly into Kate's warm breast.

"That's a good girl!" Kate woofed happily at the other's submission. A long red tongue fell off to the side of her panting muzzle when Samantha found a big pink nipple under all the fur to tease.

Trying to finger one hot babe while butt-humping another was not like being in a porno movie. Still, Kate eventually found herself able to work in a rhythm. It helped a bit that Yvonnette had grown one hell of an ass from her curse. They were sporting enough strength that Kate could press her entire weight onto the new omega's back with little trouble. All four lycanthropes filled the entire gym with their pleasured growls finding some way to stimulate each other.

Yvonnette's claws racked at the carpet floor, growling at the way her tunnel stretched around Kate's beast of a member. Each thrust sent her butt wobbling and tits swinging in hard-rocking motions. This only helped her continue eating at Maeve's sweet pussy juices, the smell of which engulfed her quivering nose. Something popped in Kate's chest, causing their fur to become damp from the flow of milk Samantha couldn't catch in her hungry sucking.

"I always warned you I was the alpha here, stupid," Kate teased as she felt the first of what would be many orgasms for Yvonnette that night milk at her cock. "It's going to be nice having you as part of the pack."