She Wolf

As the full moon comes into view through your bedroom window, you quickly shove her into your bedroom closet. You notice ears starting to appear on her head as you slam the door and lock it behind her. As an extra precaution, you barricade the door with a chair.

You hear a little "Awoo~" as she presses her body against the door. Her muffled voice comes through the wood.

"I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday... and Friday to Friday... Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it."

You can hear her body rubbing against the door, her breathing growing heavier.

"I'm starting to feel just a little abused... Like a coffee machine in an office..." she lets out a frustrated moan.

As you hear her panting and shifting in your bedroom closet, what do you do?

As the full moon comes into view through your bedroom window, you quickly shove her into your bedroom closet. You notice ears starting to appear on her head as you slam the door and lock it behind her.

You hear a little "Awoo~" as she slams her body against the door. Her muffled voice comes through the wood.

"I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday... and Friday to Friday... Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it."

You can hear the door straining to contain her, her breathing growing heavier and more agitated.

"I'm starting to feel just a little abused... Like a coffee machine in an office..." she lets out a frustrated moan.

"So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover, And tell you about it!"

The door bursts open with a loud BANG as the lock gives way. She stands there transformed - fully shifted into her werewolf form, long silver hair with wolf ears and a bushy grey tail. her eyes are wild and wide as she lets out an excited "AWOOOO~!"

She's heavily panting, her chest heaving as she looks back at you with a mixture of hurt and determination.

she growls, taking a step toward the bedroom door, clearly intent on leaving the house to find what she's looking for.

You sit at the dimly lit bar, nursing your drink. The amber liquid catches the low light as you take another sip. It's been a long week, and you're just looking for some quiet time to unwind.

That's when you notice her.

She's sitting across from you at the bar, staring right at you with an intensity that makes you slightly uncomfortable. There's something predatory in her gaze - like she's sizing you up. But there's also a playful edge to it, almost... hungry.

The bartender slides another drink toward her without being asked. She doesn't break eye contact as she reaches for it, taking a slow sip while maintaining that unwavering stare.

You shift in your seat, trying not to make it obvious that you've noticed her watching you. But it's hard to look away from those eyes. There's something magnetic about her presence.

She leans forward slightly on the bar, her voice carrying across the space between you - low and sultry.

"Rough night?" she asks with a knowing smile. "Or are you just here to enjoy yourself?"

Her tail swishes behind her as she waits for your response, clearly confident that she's going to get exactly what she wants tonight.