by K. R. Smith
Before my very eyes my nails grew longer! My eyes widened as my breath caught in my throat… oh my God! Did I just see that then? Did I just watch all of my nails grow an inch longer in seconds?! Oh oh, they weren’t just longer, but they were pointier as well. When I ran my fingers over them, I noticed that they didn’t bend and that they were suddenly a lot stronger too.
What the hell is going on here?! What’s happening to me…?
My breathing was so hard and fast, it sounded like panting. I began to pant harder as I felt my clothes and especially my blouse, grow tighter and tighter on me as if they were shrinking! Next, I heard the material begin to tear…my blouse is magically shrinking while it’s still on me?!
I sat up startled, as I looked down on myself. My eyes bulged when I saw that it wasn’t my blouse that was shrinking - it was me that was expanding! I suddenly looked like a bodybuilder or something, as my muscle tone was huge.
Oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God!
My eyes filled with frightened tears as I gaped at the long, sharp nails and my huge body. However as my lips parted over my teeth, I noticed that my teeth felt sharper against my lips! My hands flew up over my mouth as I felt that all of my teeth were longer and jagged, in particular my canine teeth.
Next, I felt my toenails begin to change. I literally felt the nails on my feet grow long and sharp as they tore out of my socks. Within minutes, I was looking on claws at the end of my feet poke through the tops of my sneakers!
“MUM!” I screamed out… but I didn’t just scream, what came out of me was a ROAR! Even my voice had changed! It was deeper and more growly, rumbling out like thunder. “MUM! MUM! MUM!”
“B?”
The sound of her footsteps exited her bedroom and crossed the hallway. She flung open my bedroom door when she looked on in complete and utter horror… Mum looked as if a strange creature had taken the place of her daughter.
“Oh my God B…!” she stood petrified in my bedroom doorway.
I could hear her heart pound as loud as a drum. I could see clearly in the dim bedroom her expression of fear. Hell, I could even smell the blood pump beneath her skin! We stared on each other in terror… I didn’t just feel afraid, but I felt wretched that my own mother could look on me if I were a monster and I couldn’t stand it!
Quick as lightening, I leapt up from the bed and ran to my window to open it and jump out. But I didn’t know my own strength and I broke the glass. Screw this, I’m outta here! I smashed through the remaining shards as I leapt from my upstairs window. I easily landed on all fours, as I wasn’t harmed in the slightest.
In awe, I looked back up at the broken window which Mum had now rushed to as she looked out for me. Then her eyes further widened when she saw my crouched position on the ground. I growled at her, angry and hurt that she could be so repulsed by my appearance before I took off into the woods!
Running swiftly barefoot in only my jeans and bra startled me at first. However my heightened instincts guided me safely, as I wove through the trees. I ran in supernatural speed, leaping over fern, bush, log and rock in a single bound.
I was starting to like this, my strength and speed gave me a new sense of empowerment as amazingly I could see everything as clear as day! I ran down the forest-encrusted hill towards the river, with my sensitive ears picking up the noise of the flowing waters hundreds of meters away.
As I leapt onto the river bank I landed on all fours again. I remained in my crouched position, panting not because of the exercise, but because it felt normal to breathe this way. I looked back over my shoulder at the direction I came from. Frickin’ hell, I had just run a 25 minute walk from my house to the river within one minute!
I sniffed at the air as I listened to the noises of the night, like the crickets and frogs which reverberated loudly in my ears. But then I smelled something other than the river, or the moist earth surrounding it or the trees and other vegetation of the forest… and it smelled good.
The smell made my hunger pains return as agonizing cramps ripped through my abdomen! I have to eat, I have to placate this horrible hunger! I leapt to my feet and took off through the woods towards the delicious smell.
As I ran in supernaturally fast speeds through the wood, my mouth watered as the delicious smell lured me further on. Right now, it was more tempting than one of Great Grandma’s roast dinners with her special gravy. The smell seemed to hypnotize me, as my craving got worse and my stomach pains drove me to run faster.
Oh I need it - I want it - I want to eat raw red meat tonight!
These painful urges continued to drive me onwards as I picked up speed. I was running so fast through the trees towards a direction I know not what, but all I knew was that the smell was this way. But then something else started to happen… I sensed I wasn’t alone.
I picked up the sound of footsteps of something or lots of things, chasing me. When I briefly looked back over my shoulder, I saw the forms of my Grandfather, Grandpa, Uncle Julian, Uncle Ian, Grant and the eight other Lokoti Werewolves come through the trees. I spotted their different coloured glowing eyes first and then their topless forms second, as they only wore jeans or tracksuit pants.
They were running after me in a supernatural speed which matched my own. As they were running, they began to fan out to surround me. Oh no, they were coming to stop me, I could feel it. I suddenly felt afraid like I was in trouble for doing something wrong as my Lokoti Werewolf kin came closer. I even heard their unhappy growls.
Suddenly Dad in Werewolf form leapt out in front, cutting me off! His eyes glowed red as he snarled loudly! I stopped dead still, as I faced him off.
“B!” Grandfather growled as he leapt beside, with his glowing blue eyes glinting warningly.
Grandpa landed on all fours on the other side, as Uncle Ian and Uncle Julian took the direct rear of me and the eight other Lokoti Werewolves encircled them. I was completely surrounded…all of their different coloured glowing eyes burned in anger. My heart raced and for the first time in my life, I felt scared of my father and Werewolf relations.
“B, you must come back with us.” Grandfather growled.
NO! The scent of the delicious food was getting stronger the closer I came to it and the pains in my stomach were not going away…
“B, you must control your bloodlust!” Grandpa roared. “You have to fight it and you have to learn to master it!”
Bloodlust, what bloodlust? What the hell were they talking about? I wasn’t experiencing any kind of bloodlust… all I wanted to do was track down that delicious smell, to make the pain go away.
My heart raced as I sniffed the air. The delicious aroma smelled so close I could almost taste it. I looked from my father to Grant, who was standing behind him as my mind began to work of ways of getting around them.
“B, come home.” Uncle Julian growled next, with his glowing yellow eyes.
I shook my head as my refusal then I jumped in fright when Dad edged closer! His red Werewolf eyes hypnotically tried to hold my own as they burned into my very soul… No! Go away! Get away from me! Don’t come any closer!
“B, you must come with us.” Grandfather ordered.
His glowing blue eyes narrowed, as he watched me suspiciously. All of them started to move in closer, making me feel trapped in and very, very scared…
*You’re faster than them,* a new voice spoke inside of me, taking me by surprise. It sounded cold and cunning, *you’re not just Lokoti Werewolf but you’re a Circulator too!*
The pains in my stomach were so bad that it felt like I was being stabbed! I cried out as I almost sunk to my knees… oh the smell, the smell! I need to eat!
“Come home with us B.” Grandpa growled softly.
*Run towards the smell* the strange, cold voice goaded. *Run and eat your fill and the pain will go away*
Dad edged even closer as I saw him reach out towards me with his clawed hand…
“NO!” I roared.
In lightening fast speed
I first jumped backwards from Dad. When both Uncle Julian and Uncle Ian tried to grab me from behind I leapt forwards as I completely leap-frogged over Dad’s crouched form. Next, I streaked past Grant who too tried to catch me.
I bolted away from the Lokoti Werewolves who turned and ran after. I ran so fast that the trees looked like a blur! But trusting my new Werewolf instincts, I was able to weave between the tree trunks in my path.
I ran so fast that even the other Lokoti Werewolves couldn’t keep up! I sensed they dropped further and further back until I could no longer hear or smell them anymore. I ran and ran… bolting out of the woods and into a clearing on the south border of our land which separated us from the township of Alma.
Oh, now I knew where I was going and where the intoxicating smell was leading me - straight to Alma. I slowed to a stop as I started to wonder if I should go any further? What if this IS the bloodlust making me feel this way? What if I wasn’t running towards an actual food, but towards a person? Was I craving townfolk to eat?
*EAT!* My stomach hurt so bad, I whimpered as I bent over in pain. *FEAST! FEED! RED MEAT! FRESH MEAT! HUMAN MEAT!*
Oh no, my mouth didn’t just water but my teeth grew longer at these very thoughts. This strange voice kept goading me on. It made me fall forwards onto the ground, as if an invisible hand had pushed me from behind. It was like the voice itself was trying to take control of me.
However, my new Werewolf instincts were also whispering something else… that I wasn’t alone. I smelled him before I looked up and saw him.
Declan in European Werewolf form, stepped out of the tree line to the side. My eyes widened with fear as they took in the sight of his huge, hulking, hairless, monstrous body.
I’ve never seen Declan in European Werewolf form this close before. A couple of times in the past when I was over his house, I had vaguely caught sight of him morphing in his dark back yard before he quickly disappeared into the night. But his size was intimidating as Declan was twice my height when he walked on his hind legs and three times as wide with his muscle bulk, which rippled underneath his hardened hide.
He started to stalk towards me as his razor-sharp teeth glinted in the moonlight, inside of his canine jaws. His bright green eyes with the black slits for pupils were trained my way. He was a light-tanned colour all over, almost the colour of cream. The claws on his hands and feet were black and sharp. He settled on all fours as he engaged me in a face off, ready to pounce in either direction I might run.
Oh oh, now what do I do? I’d heard he was not only stronger than the Lokoti Werewolves but he was faster as well… can I outrun him too? Declan snarled warningly, his glowing green Werewolf eyes flashing as if he meant to say, ‘don’t even think about it!’
Has he come to stop me from crossing the border too? I guess so, as he walked on all fours to stand directly in front, as if to use his large size to block the way.
In a lightening fast move I tried to duck sideways but in another lightening fast move Declan jumped in front. I jumped sideways in the other direction and immediately he appeared right in front of me again! I jumped backwards a couple of times, to get some distance between us so I could try to run past? But he sensed this and jumped forwards, closing the distance again.
What do I do? I certainly didn’t want to get into a fight with him, he would tear me apart! Frickin’ hell, now what?
Declan snarled viciously in my direction as he came even closer. He slowly stalked forwards on all fours, tense and ready incase I made any further sudden moves.
In desperation I roared out “NO!” as I took a swipe at him with my right claw! He easily ducked from my blow before he leapt upon me! “NOOO!” now I roared in fear as I couldn’t move from his overbearing weight!
I was scared that this was it and that I had gone too far. I was scared that this was my punishment for trying to make it into town to eat a townsperson; of being eaten by Declan. I honestly thought that the punishment for my crime for the attempted eating of a human was to be eaten myself.
Declan’s hot breath on my face felt so scorching it could have scalded. His glowing green Werewolf eyes burned into mine and I heard him snarl and snap his jaws! As he lowered his head over mine, I closed my eyes, thinking that this was it. I thought that today was the day I would die…but I didn’t.
Just as I was expecting to feel his huge jaws rip into my face or my neck; instead I felt something hot, wet and strong lap at my ear.
When I opened my eyes, to my surprise I found it was Declan’s large tongue. He was licking my ear before he moved across my face and over my lips! What was this, a Werewolf kiss? Was I going to get licked to death as Declan slobbered all over me?
My mouth opened in surprise just as my eyes did, when his tongue went right into my mouth and lapped at mine. My heart was already racing in fear for my life; but now I felt it start to pound in my chest because I liked what Declan was doing. I couldn’t stop myself as my tongue started to lap back at his.
He whined softly as he kept me pinned to the ground. Strangely, I even started to like the feel of his claws digging into my skin, which heated up by doing this with him. His two hot, heavy front claws released my shoulders and brazenly rested over my breasts instead. I growled hungrily as I tried to kiss him back, not just by lapping like we really were two wolves licking each other, but I wanted to use my lips. However as I found out, it was frickin’ hard trying to passionately kiss something with a snout.
Declan sensed what I was trying to do, so he turned his head sideways and opened his large jaws wider. He set them over the bottom half of my face with his sharp teeth digging into my cheeks. But I didn’t mind the discomfort as instead I liked this… especially how his tongue could go deeper into my mouth, which never stopped moving against mine.
As I excitedly clawed at him, it occurred to me; this is what I had been secretly wanting that Derik as my best friend couldn’t give. I wanted passion that I just didn’t feel for my closest childhood friend. I certainly felt no inclination to do this with him instead.
Declan released my face from his jaws as he lifted up his head and his glowing green eyes glared down. His tongue darted out twice more, as I stuck out my tongue to meet it. Then he moved his large jaws away as he begin to sniff around my face and my hair before he ducked his head to nuzzle my neck. I growled in a satisfied manner as I felt him teasingly use his sharp teeth to even chew on my ear.
This turned me on so I twisted my head around to kiss him again, but for some reason he raised his head higher away. Declan started to snarl again, as if he was angry at me for doing this with him. His Werewolf eyes flashed brighter still…when suddenly he ducked his head in lightening fast speed.
Using his stronger jaws, he gripped the side of my neck and began to bring his teeth down. It sent a sharp, blinding pain up the muscles of my neck and into my brain and – and – and – I think I blacked out?
*****
As I started to come to, I felt myself lying on a cold, hard surface. I opened my eyes and for some reason the first thing I saw was the side of my bath tub. I raised my head as I looked about myself in confusion.
I’m lying on the bathroom floor? What am I doing, sleeping on the bathroom floor like this? I sat up and when I looked down, I found myself still in my jeans and bra and I was covered in dirt. My feet and my hands were the dirtiest and my hair was mangy with leaves in it. I examined my dirty nails, which thankfully looked normal again and I saw that my body was its human size once more.
Slowly I stood up, flinching from my sore neck which felt like I had pulled a muscle, to look on my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My normal face looked back… Did last night really happen? My dirty appearance and my missing clothing like my top, confirmed it did.
I shivered as I hugged myself, as I recalled how the Lokoti Werewolves surrounded me in the woods. A cold chill shot down my spine as I knew why they had acted that way last night - to stop me from running into town and eating a townsperson. My st
omach pains along with the craving for human flesh must have been the infamous bloodlust I’d heard of.
Then I remembered something else about last night; I had kissed Declan – if you would call that kissing – while we were in Werewolf form.
I KISSED Declan?! Eugh! B, are you nuts? You frickin’ hate the guy! And rightly so, as he was a jerk most days and a complete asshole in between! Then after he made out with me, by probably leaving more slobber on my face than inside his own mouth, he bloody well bit me.
He bit me! He knocked me out cold! But how the hell did I get here, in my bathroom, passed out on my bathroom floor?
I wanted to see my parents and ask them what happened. However when I walked over to my closed bathroom door and I tried to open it; to my surprise, it wouldn’t move. It was locked from the outside, which meant somebody had locked me in here.
I’ve been locked inside the bathroom? Surely this must be some kind of mistake…
“Hey!” I cried out worriedly as I shook the doorknob. “Mum! Dad! I can’t get out!”
Just then I heard two voices outside the bathroom door, of Dad and Grandpa talking.
“It sounds like she’s changed back.” Dad said.
“Let’s hope so.” Grandpa said unhappily.
After a moment I heard the door unlock and my father slowly opened it as he looked on warily.
“Dad!” my eyes widened when I saw the fearful expression on his face.
“B,” he said seriously before he and Grandpa stepped aside to let me pass.
I walked towards my bedroom to get ready to have a shower to wash all this dirt off. But I stopped in my bedroom doorway when I saw Grandfather and Uncle Julian standing in my room, examining my broken window. Oh shit, I had forgotten about that.
Grandfather and Uncle Julian glanced my way, not looking too happy either. When I turned around, I found Dad and Grandpa right behind as if they were guarding me. I looked from them, back to my relations, confused.
