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*Hey guys, here's the short story I said I'd be writing to explain how my character underwent her change. It contains a steamy scene for the fun of it, and makes it that much more interesting with a romantic flare. Enjoy!*

The Change - A Short Story

They say things happen for a reason. They say its' all fun and games. Is it really?

This is the story of my greatest transformation. It happened in a not-so-normal kind of way. What do I mean by this? Well just wait and see.

Summer

It was a scorching hot summer day, as most normally play out. Not a cloud in the sky which brought sadness to all the forest plants, they must be thirsty. I stood up after finishing a pleasant meal of squirrel and fresh mushroom caps. Nothing beats the bitter-sweet taste of blood and shrooms in the morning.

I'll admit, I was feeling a little bold and cocky, looking around between the trees for something to play with. Nothing-not even a lonesome buck, or a pea-brained coyote. The hours went by, my hungry instincts were almost unbearable, and impossible to ignore.

I sat propped up against a fallen log just a few feet away from a shallow pond, listening. Coyotes could be heard howling and barking in the distance, and that's when an idea flew into my head. Looking around, I sat up with my legs bent under myself; I turned my head to the sky and let out a bone-chilling howl. It echoed through the trees and fell silent. The wind picked up a little, and that's when I heard the reply.

From deep within the forest came a deep, low, husky-like sounding howl. I instantly felt my skin begin to prickle, I knew what it was. It was the beautiful sound of a lone male werewolf. Feeling my gut explode with butterflies, I slowly got to my feet and began walking towards the tree line. I modified my howl to sound seductive to bring that male over to me.

I didn't need to wait long; he came thundering through the trees, moving his massive head around looking for his prey. His eyes locked onto me, warm drool running down his chin as his lips parted to show me sharp white fangs. I stood tall, almost on my tippy-toes, my chest pushed out, nose flared with intense interest, and an expression of lust and longing on my face. He walked slowly closer, drawing in my scent and taking me in with his eyes. I made sure to wave my tail so my scent enters the air, and through the air to his nose.

In that moment his entire body trembled, taking three big steps towards me, sniffing the air some more, and coming even closer. This is going to be extremely fun, he has to be packing at least 8 inches, not including the knot. My mind raced and my heart started to thud hard in my chest. He must've sensed the changes in my vitals, the next moment he began to circle around my backside with his fur tickling my skin.

His strong paws grabbed my hips suddenly, using his weight to force me against a tree trunk. The air in my lungs came out in a very aroused gasp, thinking to myself, "It's about time". Before long, he positioned his sheath directly against my rump, carefully smelling my neck and shoulder. I could feel his warm tongue gently caressing my skin with his dick growing in size against my behind.

My claws dug deep into the tree bark as he shoved his fully-girthed shaft into my opening. I couldn't help but cry out moans of pure joy and ecstasy; been wanting to mate for a long time. He kept one paw gripped on my hip and one against the trunk just inches from my own hands. A million thoughts trailed through my head; the amazing feeling of his wild and throbbing dick, wondering what he'll do when he's finished, and if this is such a good idea.

I could feel his breath hot against my neck, our private parts slick from my cum. His movement started to speed up, grasping my hips with both hands; I knew this was the serious part. His chest rumbled, growling loud before clamping his jaws down on my right shoulder. I shouted and hissed back at him feeling blood run down my chest, but the pain oddly didn't hurt me, in fact I loved it.

He gurgled a growl through the taste of my blood in his mouth, and then I felt it. His hot, thick sperm flooded my uterus, at the same time he bit down harder on my shoulder, releasing some kind of chemical venom into my system at the same time. Once his knot popped out from my fleshy folds, he let go of me and backed up. I could feel his eyes gazing over me, clearly satisfied with his performance, and being able to mate.

He came close again, giving my cheek a lick before walking away several feet to clean off. I suddenly felt my body lurch, as if I was going to be sick, then a powerful heat engulf my insides. The bite wound began to sting and throb, sending me to my hands and knees on the ground. All I could do was squeeze my eyes shut and hiss profoundly. I knew it was his venom, what was this? Did he mate with me, only to kill me?

The answer came before I was ready; my skin began to itch as tiny vibrant red and orange hairs grew from the pores. My claws grew thicker, and my legs extended in length by several inches. I could feel myself begin to panic, but couldn't bring myself to do anything, since I didn't know what to make of this. Was I changing?

After several moments of writhing and trembling, the pain and itching came to a stop. Standing up, I pressed a hand against my cheek, wishing I hadn't. Birds chirped with fear hearing my angered and confused roar burst through the trees. I stumbled towards the pond, falling to my knees and forced myself to look in the water. What reflected back scared me, and fascinated me; the wolf's venom and sperm mixed together within me, and instead of getting me pregnant, the mix forced my body to become a hybrid.