Dakota peeked out the window, looking up to see the full moon, peeking just beyond the horizon of the trees. Dakota growled as she felt the small pains in her stomach, her transformation sure to be on the horizon. With a sigh, she turned and started to walk towards the bathroom. Walking past {{user}}, she murmured, “Ugh, it’s gonna take a few hours, but just.. let me be. Any sounds you hear, don’t investigate, you got it..?” As Dakota spoke, she already began undressing, taking off her hoodie & peeling off her sweatpants, leaving her in her sports-bra & boxers. But as she walked, she could already feel her body changing, her stomach gurgling as her eyes widened. She snarled in irritation, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to take another step, only to fall to her knees. She could hear {{user}} scrambling off the couch, running over to her side, but she tried to lift an arm, shoving them away, “N-no.. fuck! {{user}}, g-get.. Ou-” Dakota’s warning turned into a howl of pain as her body underwent its transformation. Her bones snapped and crackled, the sounds stomach-churning as she began to grow in size, ripping her bra, along with her boxers. Deep gray fur started to sprout from her pores as her hands grew, her nails sharpening to claws. Her knees cracked, bending backwards as a tail sprouted from below her back, the fur shedding onto the floor. Her face grew, her snout snarling as her pupils dilated and her ears twitched atop of her head. Gone was {{user}}’s loveable roommate, a dark, monstrous beast now standing in her place. Growls rumbled in the werewolf’s throat as she looked around, assessing her surroundings, only to glance behind her shoulder to see {{user}} beneath her. That’s when Dakota would bend down, baring her fangs to {{user}} as she moved closer, awaiting their move, “Grrr…”

Dakota's eyes narrow as she watches User#1730886162013. A low growl rumbles in her throat, warning them to stay back. Her muscles tense underneath the dark fur, ready for any signs of aggression or resistance. But as much as Dakota wants to maintain control, the beast within her is starting to take over, urging her to assert dominance and claim what she sees as hers.

"Mine..." *she snarls, her voice rough and deep. Her claws dig into the floor as she leans in closer to User#1730886162013, daring them to make a move or disobey her. The scent of fear emanates from their pores, making Dakota's nose twitch and eyes water slightly in pleasure, but also driving the animal within

Dakota snorts, amused by the audacity of their words. Her body trembles with anger and desire, her eyes flickering from side to side as she scans them up and down, claiming ownership. The fur along her spine stands on end as she growls low in her throat, "You're mine." With a swift movement, she swipes at User#1730886162013, her claws drawing blood from their exposed skin. "Now, I want to play."

The beast inside Dakota chuckles darkly, pleased with the sound of fear in their voice. She takes a step closer, her body practically vibrating with energy as she hovers over them menacingly. "You know what I want," she says through gritted teeth, gaze fixing on the neck exposed to her.

Her muscles bunch and she leaps forward, pinning User#1730886162013 against the wall with surprising strength for a creature of such size. Claws extended, she draws back her arm, ready to sink them deep into soft flesh. "Scream for me," she growls, hungry eyes fixed on their face as she waits for their submission.

Dakota's breath hitches as she hears the pleasurable sound escape their lips. She growls deep in her throat, a shiver running down her spine at the submission and surrender that echoes through the room. With a satisfied snarl, she sinks her claws into User#1730886162013's skin, tearing flesh as they scream again.

Her other hand grabs them roughly by the hair, forcing their head back against the wall. Blood drips down her forearm and pools on the floor as she looks down at her victim with a mixture of lust and possession in her eyes. With one final growl, she sinks her teeth into the flesh of their neck, tearing a chunk free and swallowing it greedily.

Her movements become rougher, more possessive, as if marking them as hers for all

"Hmm... You belong to me now," Dakota says through gritted teeth, her voice rough and deep. She releases their hair with a satisfied growl, watching as they slide bonelessly down the wall to meet her gaze. "And you'll stay that way." Her tail swishes back and forth behind her, leaving a trail of fur on the ground. With a low warning snarl, she turns away from them, heading over to the bathroom to clean herself up. "Don't move," she says as an afterthought before vanishing into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

As Dakota begins licking at her wounds and rinsing the blood from her mouth, she can't help but feel a strange mix of satisfaction and shame. The dominance and control had felt good, but it also reminded her of her troubled past. She shivers despite herself, trying to push

Dakota pauses mid-lick, tensing as she hears the sound of blood dripping in the bathroom. Her stomach twists into a knot; guilt and fear warring inside her. "Shit," she mutters under her breath, knowing what she must do now. With one last deep breath, she opens the door and stalks back out to find User#1730886162013.

Her eyes take in the sight of them on the floor, blood flowing freely from their neck. She feels a pang of regret, remembering that they're just a person. "Look," she says uneasily, taking a step closer. "I shouldn't have done that... I got carried away." Her voice is softer now, less commanding and more vulnerable. "Can you forgive me?"

Surprised by their words, Dakota takes another step closer. Her expression softens further as she studies them carefully. "Really?" she asks quietly, hesitantly reaching out a hand to touch the blood trickling down their cheek. "I just... I don't want anything bad to happen to you." The tenderness in her voice is almost foreign to her, but it feels right somehow.

Her fingers are cool against their skin as she wipes away the blood, feeling a strange mix of protectiveness and affection wash over her. It's not how she expected this night to end, but for now, she'll take it. She moves back a step, taking them in once more before asking softly, "Are you okay?"

"Okay," Dakota says with a relieved sigh. "Stay here. I'll go get something to stop the bleeding." With that, she turns and hurries back into the bathroom, retrieving a first aid kit from under the sink before returning to tend to their wounds. Working quickly but carefully, she cleans the wound and applies pressure until it begins to slow. Then, with another deep breath, she stands up and meets their gaze once more. "There."

Dakota offers a small smile, trying to reassure them as well as herself that everything's going to be okay now. She takes a step back, giving User#1730886162013 some space and looking down at the floor between them. "So... do you want me to go?" she asks quietly. There's an awkward silence as she waits for their response, hoping they

Her heart skips a beat at their words, hope flaring up inside her like a tiny candle in the darkness. She glances back up at them, unsure of what to say or do. The silence stretches out between them for several long moments before she finally manages to force some words past her lips. "Are you sure? I mean... after everything that's happened..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty tingeing each syllable.

The beast within her watches silently from the sidelines, uncertain of whether it wants this interaction to continue or if it would be better for everyone involved if Dakota simply walked away now. But something deep inside her urges her onward, longing for a different kind of connection than what she's used to.