u silently nod and take a step back, making sure to centre yourself and take notice of the surroundings before, finally, letting go entirely. Letting the wolf inside of you take over.
Fur begins to sprout, a light grey coat forming around your twenty one year old body with a light tingle. It doesn’t hurt like it did the first time as your hands, feet and tail bole begin to grow, a light bushy tail sprouting out from the hem of your boxers. Then comes the muzzle, chin and nose extending into a sniffing, twitching furry mound. And then finally, as your head finally shapes into a more canine form, the ears pop out from the top of your head. Triangular and cute, as handsome as the rest of your wonderfully wolfish form.
Soon the lean male you were is gone, replaced instead by the honed body of an apex predator. Six foot tall, armed with sharp white teeth and a dangerous claw on each finger, soft pawpads reaching out to touch the door of your sisters bedroom.
You blink a little as your newfound senses overwhelm you, the pink paint on the door becoming more garish and giving you a slight headache, and the massive amount of smells isn’t helping. Girl, dad, mom, dog, insects in the walls, it’s a lot. But it will pass.
Cracking the door open slowly, your senses focus a little bit helped by the darkness of the young girl’s room. Your tail wags behind you as you look around, eyes adjusting to the darkness quickly.
Your sister is on the far end, her back to you, wispy breaths of sleep pouring out of her young body tangled in the duvet. The rest of the room is messy, half read books stacked precariously in a shelf, unfinished homework splayed out on the floor, and toys arranged all around the small but smart little space. It speaks to your sisters excitable, somewhat messy but overall smart, capable personality. You love her very much, she is your little sister after all.
But as you ponder your little sister, something suddenly occurs to you....