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"Are you sure you'll be alright on your own?" Holly heard the concern in her mother's voice. She looked away from the car window she'd been staring out of, nodding insistently.

"Mmmhmm." She was a small, mousy-haired teenaged girl with big round glasses.

"You sure you feel safe on your own? Might not be too late to book another plane ticket."

"I'm sure, Mom. Really." She'd been feeling shaky and nauseous all day, and a plane ride certainly wasn't going to help with that. Even if things were normal, the idea of losing a whole weekend tagging along to a business conference was less than thrilling, even one in Vegas.

"You look a little flushed..." She pressed a hand to Holly's head, frowning. "Feels a bit hot. Are you getting sick?"

The teen shook her head. "Just tired. Long day. I'll be fine Mom, really. Just gonna get something to eat and pass out probably."

Holly's mother smiled sympathetically, looking down at the sling around her shoulder. "How's the arm?"

"Oh, uh... Getting better!" Holly smiled nervously, her teeth framed by braces. She hastily opened the door and lifted one leg out of the car. "Barely even hurts anymore."

In truth, it hadn't hurt at all in nearly two weeks, but she wasn't going to try to explain that. She wasn't sure how to explain _anything_that had been going on with her in the last few weeks.

"Alright, well take it easy this weekend." She reached into the back seat, lifting Holly's bag into the passenger seat. "Come give me a hug goodbye -the other one's still good, right?"

***

Holly walked into the house, clicked the deadbolt shut and glanced out the window, watching the car start down the road. Once it was out of sight, she grabbed the strap of her arm sling and pulled it over her shoulder, tossing the whole thing onto the floor. Next she unzipped her oversized hoodie, slipping it off and throwing it onto the bench by the door. The black t-shirt she wore beneath was uncomfortably tight on her, though it had fit just fine before the hospital.

She sighed, rolling her shoulder and stretching her arm, an arm that ought to be very broken right now but was merely a little stiff from keeping it in the sling all day. But then, everything had felt stiff and crampy these last few days. With this on top of how hot and clammy she was feeling, a hot shower seemed like the perfect solution. Holly ascended the stairs and proceeded down the hall into her bedroom. Shutting the door behind her, she tossed her bag onto the floor and turned to look at herself in the mirror hanging there.

She was a rather plain, tomboyish looking girl, pale and short and small... well, she had been small. This month had changed that considerably. After four years of high school spent going largely unnoticed by her peers, this month she was feeling very noticed indeed -much more than she had ever wanted. She'd taken to wearing her baggiest clothing in response to this -clothing which she began to pull off as she studied herself in the mirror, running a hand through her short brown curls.

"What the shit...?"

Holly pulled off her big glasses and set them down on the dresser beside her. She didn't need them anymore than the sling - like it she'd kept wearing them to keep up appearances, though they'd been giving her a headache for hours. Gawking at her nude form, she realized it looked drastically different than it had even that morning. Her eyes took in arms and legs that were sinewy like a dancer, breasts that had grown larger and rounder, a stomach that had become flat and toned and a firm supple bubble butt. Holly had had none of these things only last month.

She hadn't said anything about this to anyone yet. How could she possibly explain it? Who would ever believe that not only had her arm been perfectly fine after only two days out of the hospital, but that she was more than fine? Ever since returning home, these changes had gradually been warping her physique from the scrawny nerd she had been to the bombshell that now looked back at her in the mirror.

"So hairy..." she muttered, staring at the thick hairs that covered her supposedly broken arm. It was hard to believe she'd been in the hospital recovering from a bad car accident only three weeks ago. It was so bad the night of that she had needed a blood transfusion, but now here she stood, better than ever. Nothing made sense ever since that night. Bones just didn't heal that quickly. She couldn't really complain about her situation, but it would be nice if the constant random muscle cramping at all hours of the night would stop already.

"Where's the Advil?" Holly began to turn the doorknob, but then stopped herself, remembering she'd left it on her nightstand the night before. The mousy teen moved across the room and bent to lift the bottle from where it sat. As she did so, the first beams of light from the full moon shining down through her bedroom's skylight made contact with her... and the cause of the changes she'd been going through this last month made itself clear.

Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump!

A rush of adrenaline surged through Holly's body, her heartbeat quickening into a furious new rhythm. Holly huffed shakily, beads of sweat forming all over the teen's pale supple flesh. Her legs trembled and every muscle in her body seemed to tense up in anticipation. Then all at once, the floodgates were unleashed.

"EERRGGH!" The pill bottle clattered back onto the nightstand. Holly's hand shook uncontrollably, invisible needles of pain stabbing at it from all angles. She tried it up and tried to steady it with her other one, feeling the muscles beneath the skin writhing frantically, but it was no use -her other hand quickly began to go through much the same process. With a series of quiet popping sounds, hands and fingers both began to stretch painfully outwards before her eyes. When they were done seconds later, both and extended to nearly twice their original size.

The parting of the clouds above had allowed the moon to fully illuminate her bare back, and a sudden intense warmth began to fill her core. She grit her teeth as her delicate nails began to grow darker and tougher, blackening as they pushed outward into sharp tips.

"Oh god..." she shuddered, looking down at her hands. "What is th- AHH!"

Holly doubled over in pain, gripping both her calves tightly with clawed hands as they were wracked with the worst charlie horses she had ever experienced. Her legs trembled powerfully, and she leaned forward against the bed for support, screaming as her bones snapped, lengthening and curving into a new curved formation, her ankle bones sliding her up her legs. Claws like daggers burst forth from her toes, and her thighs began to bloat outward with thick musculature.

"No! God, please, no... st- AAAHHH! URRRRGGHHH!!!" Holly's words were stolen by a deep guttural growl of agony as she clenched her mutating legs. Stumbling forward towards the mirror clumsily on newly reshaped femurs, her clawed feet snagged on the carpet, sending her tumbling forward to hit the floor hard. She struggled in vain to push herself back to her feet, but her straining muscles seemed oblivious to her commands. "C-can't... get up! AH! HAAAHHH!!!"

Flailing her long arms about, Holly managed to flip herself over, legs splayed wide open as another tremor shook her body. With a series of wet squelching sounds, they nearly doubled in thickness as tight powerful cords of sinew throbbed outwards. The teen stared down at her changed lower half, at legs that were meant for chasing down prey and claws meant for ripping it to shreds, and realization began to dawn on her.

"W--Werewolf..." she stammered, eyes wide in disbelief. How could this be? Werewolves couldn't possibly be real! And besides, nothing had even bitten her! No mysterious massive beast in the night, no random stray dog, nothing had so much as scratched her that she could recall! This had to be a nightmare surely... but the pain felt all too real. If not a bite, then what could have caused this? Holly remembered the hospital. Yes, that was when her body had started these dramatic changes.

"B-b-b...blood." Holly choked through gritted teeth. Had she been infected by the blood transfusion? A sudden explosion of pain drowned out these thoughts. The teen screamed as her hipbones snapped and popped, breaking and mending again and again, spreading her legs wider apart as her hips filled out with supple curves. Her rear swelled outward with lean flesh, leaving her upper half looking comically mismatched in size. As she looked down and was greeted by the muscles of her abdomen beginning to squirm and pulse rapidly, she realized that was something that was about to be corrected.

"F-Fuck... Fuck... Fuck!" Her ribs crunched outward, her chest barreling outward so much that her spine began to push out from her back beneath her. With a series of cracks and pops, it too stretched larger, her midsection lengthening dramatically as she grew taller with each pulse of her pounding heart. Her chest heaved with breath after agonized breath, her clawed hands squeezing at sweat-soaked breasts which had begun to balloon outward with the rest of her, swelling into firm g-cups with hard nipples the size of thumbs. Holly moaned and thrashed about on the floor, an undeniable arousal steadily growing as the transformation sent hormones surging through her body.

"O-Ohhh! AH! AHH! OHHH!!!"

With an explosive meaty crunch, her shoulder blades began to push apart, spreading her body wider as dense musculature began to outline her back. One hand slid down her smooth damp skin and began to play at her sopping wet lips. She had never felt this way before -powerful, sexual, throbbing with need. She realized that despite the pain, she wanted this deeply. She wanted to be a big, beautiful beast. She wanted another big, rough, hard body to shove herself against. She wanted something to fill the aching heat between her legs, and her claws were making that very difficult. Panting deeply, Holly gazed up at the brilliant white glow of the full moon out her window above, her hazel eyes shifting to a bright gold.

"Do it!" she snarled, letting go of the feeble resistance she had been holding onto until now. At last succeeding in pushing herself to her feet, she gazed across the room at the mirror on her door. She had grown to well over seven feet tall and more than twice her previous width, body rippling with bestial muscle though still hairless yet, her facial features fiercer and her brow prominently ridged. She stomped back towards the bed and climbed onto it, the mattress sagging and creaking under her great weight. Seizing her pillows, she leaned forward and straddled them between her legs, thrusting her hips against them over and over, grunting with pleasure with each brush of her sensitive flesh against them, the copious moisture running down her thighs seeping into them.

Another surge of warmth through her body signaled another series of changes soon to come. Holly welcomed them this time, feeling her back and shoulders tensing and spasming once more and the new sensation of muscles mounding up around her neck. A long low growl rumbled from deep within her as these regions grew even larger, a sound which grew deeper and more monstrous as her vocal cords shifted. A series of springlike popping sounds joined her growling as her teeth sharpened into fangs and began to jut outward from her gums, snapping each of her braces one by one as they outgrew them, tiny bits of metal clattering onto the bed and floor. She gnashed her teeth and shook her head violently, spitting the last remnants of them from her sharp maw.

"HRRFFF! YESSSSSS!!! UNNNNHHH... OHHHHH...!" Holly hardly recognized the sound of her own voice anymore. She humped the pillows wildly, wet sounds accompanying the creaking of her mattress as she felt herself growing close to release. Images flashed through her changed mind fully formed as she masturbated. She pictured herself deep in the woods, bent over and ass up as a fellow monstrous hairy thing plunged itself into her again and again. All around them other werewolves either watched and waited their turn as they stroked themselves or were otherwise occupied with each other, mountains of fur and teeth and claws thrashing about the dirt and grass in bestial pleasure.

Her rhythm abruptly halted as she felt a tremor run down her spine, her arms and legs shaking as she felt her body growing taller once more. At the same time, a pressure began building above her rear as she felt vertebrae beginning to stretch outwards, a long hairless tail emerging from her back. Her heavy legs trembled as the sensation brought her to her peak, her release drenching the bed as she lost her balance and collapsed onto her belly.

"NEED... MEAT..." Holly growled, breath deep and slow. "NEED... M...MATE..." The stench of sex was overwhelming in the room. Tufts of light brown fur began to emerge all across her sweat-soaked form. Dwindling waves of growth stretched her entire body larger and thicker as the final stage of the change worked its way through her. "URRRHHH!"

Her jaw cracked and popped as it jutted forward, bringing her mouth and nose with it while her ears grew to sharp points, stretching upwards to sit higher atop her head. She roared and thrashed about the bed in agitation as the final bursts of the moon's power filled her frame, her knees slamming onto the carpet as she outgrew the bed. At last it ended, leaving her panting and dazed, bedsheets torn and drenched with cum.

Holly lay there for several minutes, recovering from the ordeal of her change, until a sudden sound caught her keen lupine ears. A distant howling -no, many howlings. Other wolves, newly turned like her, some of them male perhaps. A new twinge of excitement in her loins stirred her to action at last, heaving herself to her feet. She was taller than the ceiling now, needing to hunch her shoulders and lean forward to even stand. She lumbered forward, gold eyes peering into the mirror once more, eyeing her new self. A hulking fearsome form greeted her, yet one outlined with pleasingly thick feminine curves. She stood ten feet tall now, covered in light brown fur, head now fully wolfen, fang-filled maw barred as she panted.

"OTHERS... GO..." After several moments of struggling with the doorknob, which had been made tiny by her massive hands, Holly threw open the bedroom door and stomped hurriedly through the hall, down the stairs and out the front door.

Emerging into the night air, she fell onto all fours and charged off through the neighborhood, following the distant sounds of the other wolves calling to one another. She needed to run, to put her powerful new form to the test, to find where the others were gathering. She would find a worthy mate there, or maybe several -hulking lust-filled beasts like herself that would gladly fill her over and over until the moon set.

"AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

She howled and charged off faster than ever into the trees, questions of who exactly had infected her and seemingly so many others with lycanthropy tainted blood and for what purpose the furthest things from her mind. Little did she suspect just how many fellow newly turned werewolves awaited her under the moon that night. This was the beginning of their sire's dark ambitions, and a pack that they intended to grow vast in number in order to one day stake their claim over the entire world.