A Festive Change (Woman to Wolf)

Woman that had been infected days prior starts to change into a wolf on Christmas Eve. 

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"Hm, I wonder where Kate has gone off to? Hey everyone, do you know where Sally is? We're one short and I haven't seen her at all the past few minutes." asked the host the group of friends and family that had gathered around the dinner table, ready to toast. Everyone looked at each other, each more puzzled than the last. 

"Maybe she's gone off to the bathroom?" asked the young girl of the host's brother. 

"Yeah, maybe she didn't feel well. Slipped by me to check." said the Kate's husband.

As the host and some of the others got up to check around the house, they heard Ralph, the dog of the couple that was visiting, bark in the living room. The crowd looked at each other, puzzled, as they one by one went to check. 

As they got closer to the slit of light peeking through the living room door, they heard a cascade of strange noises coming from within. The dog was breathing heavily and in quick succession, which started to worry the owners who were also trailing behind the host. 

That was then followed up by some bizzare grunting noises and a sort of crackling, like that of an excited flame burning in the fireplace. Some of the guests that started to call out to Kate and Ralph were hushed silent by the host in the front, as she put her hand onto the door, slowly creaking it open. 

The scene in the living room made the party of people stop dead in their tracks when they peered in, mimicking the host who had also stopped mid-step inside the room, her eyes wide with shock. The sister of the host slapped her hands over the eyes of the kids that had followed them, while she herself felt her heart jump in her throat. The woman in front slowly started to push the people behind her back while she still tried to comprehend the sight in front of her.

Carpet littered with jeans, sandals, socks and a collar belonging to Ralph, as well as torn red fabric of a shirt that was getting ripped apart by... Kate, underneath... Ralph. 

Yet it wasn't her; it couldn't be. The woman in front of them hadn't turned as her name was called and showed the crowd her side. Yet, her body was not that of a human. Her arms were wide and bizzarely muscular, her hands unrecognizable as that of a person's. Her legs were bulked with odd-looking muscles swelling all around; they were wide and bent downwards into what straddled the line between animal and human feet. Her toes were gnarly looking; swollen and thick, with toenails that had the nailpolish Kate had on her toes this evening, yet they were bent upwards as claw-looking things had started to grow underneath them, pushing them apart. 

What stood before them wasn't human, not one they had ever seen before anyway. A woman who's body was changing into that of the sort the dog fucking her possessed. A she-wolf, of sorts. 

Kate seemed to pant and grunt as Ralph continued to pound into her, with no regard to us standing to their sides. Yet, few wanted to connect the name of their friend and family member to the woman standing before them. Those staring looked on, as Kate's digits, thumbs and extremities continued to morph and change into those they recognized as canine in nature. Their friend was changing into a wolf. 

The woman's hollow voice and moaning then started to shift. Some recognized parts of her breathing to be their friend's, but that association started to fade as the woman's voice continued to deepen and she began to whine, canine-like. The red shirt still clinging to their friends body tore itself apart as her growing body stretched it apart. Her breasts sunk and peeked out from her lowered chest, her now shaky on all fours. Her hands and feet twitched like mad as they widened into proper paws. 

The screech of one woman made the whole group give into hysteric panic as they all proceeded to flee the scene. Ralph growled as he was coming closer to finishing. Kate turned and twisted her neck as her voice continued to change and her throat lengthened painfully. Red, sweat covered fur sprouted from her every pore and her tail finally slipped out underneath Ralph's member and poked into the air, wet and naked, with little hairs dotting its bony body. 

It wasn't a minute until Ralph released himself inside her canine sex and she roared with her newfound voice, her delicate hair gone off between her pointy ears. The two remained knotted for a while, until they both then claimed the still warm dinner from the living room as their own to munch on. 

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Happy Holidays everyone. Got more coming over the next few days, so stay tuned.