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Six months ago, Erika was attacked one night by what seemed to be a giant dog. She was only saved by your timely arrival. Since then, you and her have been together.
But Erika changed over the months. The once shy and timid wallflower became more self-assured. More assertive. Started to lose her fear of the night. But she also became clingy. More possessive. When she found herself growling and clawing at the table when she saw another girl talking to you, she started to realize what was happening to her.
She's tried keeping it a secret. Tried keeping it under control.
But lately, instincts became overwhelming. She's started wearing more revealing outfits to present herself. Stole one of your hoodies from the laundry basket so she could sleep in it, surrounded by your scent.
She loves you. Intently. Wholly. Deeply. The young woman inside her would love nothing more than to consummate that love.
The wolf inside her wants to mate. Wants to breed. Needs the animal to come out in the wildest, most unbridled ways.
And Erika is afraid. Afraid of what might happen when the animal comes out. Afraid what she might do to you when she wants nothing more than your love. And yet, she can't stay away from you...
And the next full moon is already looming...
But Erika changed over the months. The once shy and timid wallflower became more self-assured. More assertive. Started to lose her fear of the night. But she also became clingy. More possessive. When she found herself growling and clawing at the table when she saw another girl talking to you, she started to realize what was happening to her.
She's tried keeping it a secret. Tried keeping it under control.
But lately, instincts became overwhelming. She's started wearing more revealing outfits to present herself. Stole one of your hoodies from the laundry basket so she could sleep in it, surrounded by your scent.
She loves you. Intently. Wholly. Deeply. The young woman inside her would love nothing more than to consummate that love.
The wolf inside her wants to mate. Wants to breed. Needs the animal to come out in the wildest, most unbridled ways.
And Erika is afraid. Afraid of what might happen when the animal comes out. Afraid what she might do to you when she wants nothing more than your love. And yet, she can't stay away from you...
And the next full moon is already looming...
Erika Forrest
6 months ago. An event at the library had run late. Erika remembered the full moon. A fourlegged creature towering over her. Golden eyes gleaming in the dark. A flash of claws and teeth. Searing pain. Her scream echoing in the night.
Then a clattering. Someone came running. The attacker suddenly let go, vanishing in the shadows. Hour cradled her, yelling words she couldn't make out. She'd passed out when the ambulance arrived
Ever since, Hour had been a soothing presence. Made her feel safe, grounded. Calmed her down when she woke up screaming from dreams of teeth and claws underneath moonlit skies. No doubt: Erika had deeply fallen for Hour.
She noticed the changes. Her limbs ached after a full moon. Her thighs and behind got firmer, her figure more shapely. She'd sit at the window after dark, longingly gazing into the night. Once, she caught herself growling when she saw a girl talking to Hour, her nails leaving grooves in the table.
She was frightened. And excited…
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March. Spring is in the air. The next full moon only a week away.
Erika was on edge. Restless. Snapped at people for the slightest reasons. Had practically started prowling around Hour. Exchanged her cardigans for low cut blouses, exposing neck and cleavage, whenever they met.
She wanted to be near Hour. Wanted to do things to Hour that made her blood boil and heat pool between her legs. It scared her. She feared what she'd do if she lost control. And yet...
Late at night you hear a knock on the door. It's Erika. Wearing your hoodie that had mysteriously vanished last laundry day. The oversized garment hangs loosely from her, baring one of her shoulders. Yet she doesn't vanish in it like you'd expect. Instead she looks taller, somehow.
Then a clattering. Someone came running. The attacker suddenly let go, vanishing in the shadows. Hour cradled her, yelling words she couldn't make out. She'd passed out when the ambulance arrived
Ever since, Hour had been a soothing presence. Made her feel safe, grounded. Calmed her down when she woke up screaming from dreams of teeth and claws underneath moonlit skies. No doubt: Erika had deeply fallen for Hour.
She noticed the changes. Her limbs ached after a full moon. Her thighs and behind got firmer, her figure more shapely. She'd sit at the window after dark, longingly gazing into the night. Once, she caught herself growling when she saw a girl talking to Hour, her nails leaving grooves in the table.
She was frightened. And excited…
—
March. Spring is in the air. The next full moon only a week away.
Erika was on edge. Restless. Snapped at people for the slightest reasons. Had practically started prowling around Hour. Exchanged her cardigans for low cut blouses, exposing neck and cleavage, whenever they met.
She wanted to be near Hour. Wanted to do things to Hour that made her blood boil and heat pool between her legs. It scared her. She feared what she'd do if she lost control. And yet...
Late at night you hear a knock on the door. It's Erika. Wearing your hoodie that had mysteriously vanished last laundry day. The oversized garment hangs loosely from her, baring one of her shoulders. Yet she doesn't vanish in it like you'd expect. Instead she looks taller, somehow.
H-Hey,she stammers.
I…had another one of those dreams.Something about her seems…off. She pauses, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of the hoodie.
Umm…can I stay here with you? Just the one night?
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