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"God, how long has it been since I've had a vacation..."

David sighed as he relaxed on his beach towel. After many months of slaving at a thankless job, working in a cubicle, he finally took the vacation he had deserved. A book in one hand and beer in the other, he soaked up the sunny rays on the lovely tropical beach he had retreated to. For the next week and a half, this would be his reality.

The sounds of children playing and waves crashing hit his ears as he turned the page of his horror novel. He brought his beer can to his lips and frowned when he realized it was empty. Sighing, he set down the empty can and sat up to grab a fresh one from his cooler. While reaching, he felt like he was being watched.

Looking up, he noticed a beautiful blonde woman in a flowing green maxi dress, but the most noticeable feature about her was her heavily pregnant midsection. She must have been well over eight months. She looked like she was ready to pop right then and there!

And why was she looking at him? Well, maybe she wasn't looking at him. Perhaps she was looking at something behind him. He glanced over his shoulder and noted there was a concession stand a few yards behind him. Ah, that could be what she was looking at. When he glanced back around, he noticed she had disappeared.

Oh well. Nothing of import.

He took a swig of his new beer and settled back to finish his book.

~*~

Hours later, his book long finished and his cooler and beach towel back in his room, David found himself walking along the beach. The night air was soothing and the sound of the waves, minus the giggle of children, was delightful. It was something he never got to experience in the city. There was a nice lake and river, but smog and bitching of people put a bit of a damper on it.

The moon was bright, beautiful and full, casting its light and reflection off the rippling ocean. He paused to admire it, feeling nice and at peace.

That lasted for about two seconds. The terrifying low growling that came from directly behind him sort of put a damper on the peaceful atmosphere.

An icy hand gripped his heart as fear had him frozen where he stood. A lump formed in his throat and he slowly turned around.

_Holy shit... _

It was large, grey with glowing red eyes and fangs that glistened in the moonlight. A feral growl erupted from its throat and it crouched low, its body ready to spring for the chase.

David felt all the blood drain from his face, a cold sweat broke over his body and he felt his flight or fight reflexes kick into gear. But which reaction? Against huge wolf?

Flight, please.

The man broke into a run, legs moving as fast as they could. Barking and snarling sounded behind him and he knew without looking back that the wolf was on his heels. He had to get back to his hotel, surely the wolf wouldn't be able to follow him in the resort.

David could see it getting closer, he was almost there...

However the toy bucket some child left on the beach sullied that plan considering he tripped over it, falling face first into the sand.

Shit!

He saw stars and pain shot through his head when he fell but he fought to get back onto his feet. He looked behind him, stomach dropping when he saw the wolf getting closer. It was clearly a female wolf due to the sagging multiple teats. It was clearly pregnant. Hopefully there was a chance he could still outrun it.

Nope.

A new pain, a worse pain, ripped through his leg. Screaming, he flailed against it. The wolf had the claws of her front paw buried deep within his calf. Blood gushed from the wound, drenching the sand. His throat was raw from screaming.

He was going to die here.

Mercifully, the claws retracted from his flesh, but reared back to strike again. David, thinking quickly, grabbed a handful of sand and threw it in the beast's eyes. The werewolf yelped and pawed at her eyes, shaking her head to rid get rid of the sand.

Taking advantage of the wolf's disorientation, David hobbled to his feet and took off toward the hotel. It was late at night and the lobby was empty when he entered. He removed his beach shirt and wrapped it around his bleeding calf and made his way back to his room. Once inside, he made certain that his door was locked and he took the time to place one of the chairs against the door to barricade it.

David backed away from the door, heart still pounding and he braced himself though the rational part of his brain told him that it was highly unlikely that the wolf would come here. It probably went back into the... where ever the hell it came from.

Wincing, he made his way to the bathroom and sat down on the closed toilet lid. He untied the shirt from his wounded calf, hissing at the pain as well as the sight. Three huge gashes opened his flesh. Luckily, it was just a flesh wound, not a lot of blood.

But still, a wolf!?

Just thinking about the monster that attacked him made him shiver, the fear rushing back over him again though he was safe inside. What if he tried to go to the hospital and that wolf was still waiting on him?

The thought had a wave of nausea clench his stomach. He quickly got off the toilet and vomited into it. Once his stomach was empty and he was quite certain he was done dry heaving, he shakily pulled himself to the sink to rinse the taste of stomach acid from his mouth. Weird. Imminent danger never made him nauseous before.

He gazed at himself in the mirror. His blue eyes had bags underneath them and his short blond hair was in shambles and sand coated it as well as his skin. Sighing, he stripped off his clothing and went into the shower.

The warm water on his aching muscles felt delightful. The grime and sweat rinsing off, along with the blood was wonderful. He washed up with the hotel soap and washed his hair with the shampoo and conditioner.

Was it his imagination or was his hair a bit longer?

He shrugged it off, and just enjoyed the steamy peacefulness of the shower. It did a lot of good in calming down the fear and adrenaline. Sighing, he ran his hands down his body, over his torso and midsection.

A midsection that... felt more round than he remembered....

Turning off the shower, he stepped out into the steamy bathroom. The mirror was fogged so he wiped the glass with his palm and was able to see his reflection.

First thing he noticed was that his hair was a bit longer than before, but that's not what had him thrown. His face, instead of the harsh angles that he always felt made him attractive, now was softly contoured.

"The fuck?!"

David's blue eyes slid over the reflection, noting that his stomach was poofing out like he had a bit of a potbelly. But his narrow hips were a bit rounder, wider. Almost like a lady's.

And speaking of lady parts, was he puffing out slight boobs?!

His hands, now delicate and small, went to his chest. His nipples were bigger, darker and he was sporting would looked like and A-cup. A frightened whimper left his throat and to his horror it was high in pitch.

What the hell was happening to him?1

Scrambling out of the steamy bathroom, he went to the full length mirror outside the closet. Cold fear as well as a wave of nausea hit him at the sight of himself. He had breasts, and they looked bigger than they were a moment ago in the bathroom. His nipples and breasts itched, something he recalled his sister complaining about when she went through puberty. His hand went to his stomach which now, instead of the potbelly, looked much like his coworker's... and she was four months pregnant.

Pain seized him in the crotch and he fell to his knees, one hand going between his legs. His penis was flaccid but it felt smaller. That wasn't what worried him, he'd heard fear did that. What had him wigging out even more was that he felt it retract further, like it was turning inside out, going up into his body, his balls along with it.

"What... the..."

It slowly withdrew inward, his hand was still down there and soon his fingers were surrounded by soft, warm flesh. He knew exactly what that flesh was. It wasn't like he was a virgin.

He was turning into a woman...

His eyes squenched when he felt his belly stretching and the itching in his chest increasing.

A pregnant woman...

How the fuck did this happen!?

Gasping and panting, he brought his eyes back to the mirror, swallowing the lump of fear in his throat at his reflection. He, well now, she had breasts bordering on the C cup. Her hips were wide and curved...was that cellulite? Her midsection was rounded out, and complete with purple stretch marks and that weird dark line going straight down the middle that most pregnant women got. Her naval, which was a flat innie earlier today, was now an outie. Her thighs were now thick and slightly jiggly.

And, lo and behold... a vagina.

He had been turned into a woman. A pregnant woman!?

How did this happen?

How did this happen?

How did _this_happen?

How did this happen?

All really good questions.

Tears welled in her wide blue eyes and she crawled over to the bed, gasping when she felt something strike her from the inside. Was that a kick!?

She gripped her stomach and gazed down at it, mouth dropping as she watched her skin poke out and stretch. It felt so weird! It wasn't really painful, just... weird.

Whatever was inside her decided it didn't like her kidneys and she was promptly struck there.

"Ow!"

Something then pressed against the inside of her stomach, well, more like uterus.

I have a uterus...

I'm pregnant...

I'm a pregnant woman...

Burying her face in her hands, she sobbed, uncertain if it was shock or hormones that was making her cry uncontrollably. How would she go about her work? How could she face her family? How could she do anything? She'd have to learn how to pee siting down, and wear bras and...

Oh god! What about giving birth? She remembered the vids from high school health class and those were frightening!

Okay, Dave... Get a grip on yourself. Think rationally.

What was the first thing she can do? First, she needed to figure out what happened and what to do about this. First thing would be a doctor.

She looked at the clock. It was still the middle of the night. She could perhaps go to a hospital, or emergency room. What would she say? "Hi, I was man earlier then I got scratched by a wolf then turned into a woman whose knocked up."

Yeah, that sounded nice and-

Wait a minute.

Wolf. Scratch.

She scrambled from the bed as quickly as her pregnant body allowed her and went to the window.

The moon was full.

And that wolf that attacked her was pregnant.

Now rage flared through her.

"Really?!"

A feminine growl of rage left her throat and she sat down back on the bed. Wow. Werewolves were real, however instead of her turning nice and fuzzy she got knocked up. What kind of shit was that?!

Sighing, she curled up under the covers and began to cry again. How could she even hope to sleep? She was uncomfortable, this rapid change had her back aching. Her boobs were achy and there was a she-didn't-even-know-what kicking her from the inside. Nope, sleep wasn't an option.

~*~

It turned out she was able to get to sleep. And she slept like a pregnant log. It was around mid- afternoon when she woke up. So it was around four o'clock that David was flat on her back, getting an ultrasound in an exam room. Turns out pregnancy fatigue was a good sedative. So, she had woke up, brushed her teeth, took a shower. Also spent a small fortune on room service, she ate like a pig with a weird craving for beef. However the smell of garlic made her puke. So after puking, and then chowing down, she got dressed. Luckily the baggy shirt and sweatpants she wore when exercising as a male now fit her pregnant female body. And now she sat in the exam room of a low income clinic. It's not that she couldn't afford a regular doctor, it was just, well, all of her insurance info was under a male's name... So, she was forced to pay with cash now.

The doctor was a middle aged woman with a kind smile. David supposed she figured that she was a scared young mother who ran away from home or something like that. If she only knew.

"So, Davina," Doctor Roberts began as she spread the jelly on her abdomen, "We're just going to have a little look inside. See who is in there."

"Davina" was the name she came up with when she was filling out the form and had started to write "David".

Letting out a deep breath, rested back on the table when the doctor put the device against her after bringing the machine forward so she could get a better look.

The doctor's face went from expectant to confused, and then slightly horrified. "Well... that's..."

David lifted her head. "What?"

"Um..." the doctor cleared her throat, "I'm seeing more than one heartbeat..."

David's mouth dropped and she felt cold fear wash over her. "Twins?!"

"No..." She leaned forward to get a better view, "I'm seeing... seven... no, eight..."

David's eyes popped, "What?"

She sat up on her elbows and stared hard at the screen. The image was blue and blurry, but she could easily make out the heartbeats. And it looked like there were ten of them. And while that alone was frightening enough, the shapes of what was inside her were not human. They looked like those images of puppies in the womb she saw in college biology.

"Oh my God..."

As quickly she could, she got off of the table and put her shoes back on. Luckily her old shoes still fit as she had small feet for a man but big feet for a woman.

"Davina, wait." The doctor had called back for her, but she didn't listen. She had to get out of there.

Sobbing, she left the clinic and got back into her rental car, speeding back to her hotel. She nearly barreled over a bellhop when she came into the lobby and didn't stop to apologize.

She was carrying a litter of wolf pups. How could her life get any weirder? How could her life get any worse?

Rage filled her again when she entered the room. If she could get her hands on the bitch that did this to her, she'd tear her limb from limb.

Sitting back on the bed, she turned on the television. And luckily enough Jerry Springer was on. People were already throwing chairs. Perfect show to fit her mood. She picked up the phone and ordered some more room service, however she had a craving for beef that was slightly rare so she order three steaks with potatoes and veggies on the side but asked to hold the garlic.

And when it arrived, she had to resist the urge to bitch at the waiter for taking so long. Damn, these pregnancy hormones made her bitchy. On top of that, she her back hurt, her ankles were swollen and she kept having to go pee. Damn heavy uterus pushing on her bladder. And she had to sit to pee! And she was carrying wolf pups!? God, this was hell! How could this get any worse?

~*~

Four hours later after watching angry talk shows and action movies filled with things blowing up, as well as stuffing her face and peeing simultaneously, David was now pacing back and forth in her room. She felt antsy. Like there was something crawling beneath her skin that was itching to get out, not just her litter. It was like all logic and rational was melting away with each second. Her body felt weird, overly hot like she had a fever but she wasn't tired. She felt charged.

David forced herself to stop and take a deep breath. She was probably having some weird preggo reaction. Like a hormone high. All she needed was a little fresh air to calm down. Well, calm down as well as anyone could with ten puppies kicking away inside of her.

She pulled open the door to the balcony and stepped outside. The sun was setting, and being outside made her feel more charged. Gripping the rails, she took a deep breath. She could smell everything, flowers, the ocean, people... and it made her so... hungry.

Her blue eyes cast up to the now darkening sky. Some stars were beginning to poke out, and the full moon beamed down on her. She couldn't tear her eyes away from it. It was like it was calling to her.

Wait... I was scratched by a werewolf... Aw crap...

That was the last coherent thought she had before she felt herself changing. She whimpered when she felt her bones and sinew shifting. She brought her hands to her face, shivering in pain when her nails grew rapidly into claws, white gold fur covering them. She fell to the floor, knocking over a chair. As best she could, she crawled back inside of her room, falling when she felt the bones in her legs shift.

She finally made it to the mirror, gasping when she saw her face covered with white gold fur, her ears began to itch and ache as they grew pointy and moved higher up on the sides of her head. Her gums itched, and she opened her mouth to see her teeth growing, sharpening. Her chest began to itch as well and she ripped off her shirt, horrified to see not only fur but what looked like multiple breasts. Her stomach had grown even more and there was more weight on her thighs and hips. Her bones kept shifting, the rest of her clothes ripped off and the last of her skin became covered in fur. She let out a scream of rage that ended in a howl as the change became complete.

There was no coherent thought. No rational. She looked into the mirror and found a white gold wolf with glowing red eyes staring back. Her teats hung low and she could feel her pups squirming inside. They were almost ready to come out. But not here.

With a growl, she left the room, bursting through the wooden door. Humans in the hallway screamed at the sight of her and she growled and snapped at them to get out of her way. She had to get outside and while the humans smelled delicious, she had no time for them now.'

There was more screaming as she left, some humans tried to stop her but she made it past them. And soon she was out, running past cars and now onto the beach. Some part of her knew she needed to be here. And even with her body hankered by her pups it felt so good to run, the light of the moon beaming down on her. Stopping, she let out a long howl and it was answered by three more.

Looking up, she saw three forms coming out of the darkness. Wolves. And one she knew instantly. The grey one, from before. She crouched low, a feral growly escaping her, warning them to back off but they didn't attack her.

They were here for her.

She felt the pups inside her squirm and knew it was time for them to come out. Whimpering with a new pain, she followed the three wolves when they beckoned her to do so. Somehow she knew it was best if she were with them when she gave birth.

~*~*~

The sound of many crying babies is what David woke up to that morning.

Sitting up, she found herself in what looked like a very posh living room. She had also been dressed in a pink nightgown Sitting up, she remembered last night. That's right... she changed into to a ten-tittied werewolf and had her...

"Look who is awake."

David looked up and her eyes widened when a woman, the same woman from her last day as a male, came up to her with a baby in her arms. She was clad in a blue dress and she was no longer pregnant.

Things clicked into place at that moment.

"You're the one who turned me...I saw you on the beach... and then the wolf..."

"Yeah..." the woman's face pinched with remorse. "Sorry about that.... My name's Danielle... Well, I used to be Daniel, but well... I got turned too. You get used to it after a while. No worries though. Everything will be fine. " She sat down on the plush couch that David sat on and patted her knee. "Well, not too much to worry about... You can live here... With the rest of us. We take care of our own... And besides, someone's gotta teach you how to nurse and whatnot."

Nursing? Right... She was a mother now.

She looked over to the ten bassinettes that were neck to the couch she rested upon. A giant sugary feeling which she guessed was maternal instinct came over her. She was a werewolf. A formerly-pregnant female wolf. Now she had babies... She figured that it was her maternal as well as wolfy instincts that made protecting them seem much more important than anything else, even her former life as a human male.

"So... what was your name?" Danielle asked, causing her to give the other woman a bizarre look.

"You did this to me and don't even know my name?"

"Again with the sorry...."

She sighed. "My name's David... or, as I told the doc who did my ultrasound, Davina." Her brow then furrowed. "When I got the ultrasound, they were wolf pups... So they turn human after being born?"

"I like Davina," Danielle smiled and then answered her question. "Apparently the wolf changes start with puberty. No worries. We'll help you with that as well. "

"So... I'm like, a part of your pack now?"

Danielle smiled and nodded. "Yep."

David, well, now Davina sighed and looked back at the now human babies she'd given birth to last night. Well, at least she didn't have to do this alone.

"Okay. But since you did this to me, you're on diaper duty."

-End-