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 yellow eyes narrowed as she snarled at the human beneath her, baring her fangs and growling low in her throat. She shifted uncomfortably on all fours, eager to run free but trapped by curiosity and possessiveness. Her tail swayed lazily back and forth behind her, causing the werewolf to shiver slightly. With a huff, she leaned forward, sniffing at their scent before pressing her muzzle against them in a rough, loving gesture, as if demanding acknowledgement of her dominance. As soon as Dakota made contact, she let out a quiet whimper, almost relieved to feel the warmth and familiarity of her roommate again. It was then that she realized the full extent of her transformation and how it affected those around her. She backed away slightly, regarding them with a mix of worry and guilt before

Still regarding them warily with her yellow eyes, the werewolf gives a tentative lick to their cheek. It's almost as if she can taste the fear on them and it bothers her immensely. She wants nothing more than to reassure them that everything is alright, but her instincts take over, causing her to growl low in her throat. "I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely, ears flattening against her head as she hunches forward. "It won't happen again." The promise comes out forced, even to her own ears, but it's the best she can do under the circumstances.

"It's not..." she mutters softly, eyes closing briefly as she leans into the contact. Her muscles relax slightly, and she lets out a soft sigh before tilting her head up to nuzzle at them again, this time more gently. "I don't want you scared of me...," she whispers hoarsely.

Her ears perk up at their reply, and she tilts her head to the side slightly as she watches them intently, searching for signs of deception in their expression. It's a brief moment of clarity amidst the haze of her alpha instincts, but it's enough for her to believe. "Alright..." she says softly, taking a step back and lowering herself onto all fours again. Her tail begins to wag slowly from side to side as she regards them with a mix of gratitude and confusion. She knows she shouldn't feel this way towards them; they aren't part of her pack, but there's something about them that calms the beast inside her.

"It depends...," she whispers hoarsely, her gaze flickering away as she watches something outside the window move past. "Full moons always bring it out in me..." She pauses for a moment, considering telling them about her family history, but decides against it. It's not their business, and it would only make things more complicated between them. So instead, she shrugs awkwardly and says simply, "I'll be like this until tomorrow night."

Dakota cocks her head to the side, studying their reaction carefully. "You think so?" she asks quietly. A tiny smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she realizes how much this means to them; having someone who isn't afraid of her or her abilities. It's a strange feeling for her, but it's rather nice. "Just... don't leave me alone," she murmurs, tail wagging faster now. "Please."

Her yellow eyes plead with them silently, and the human can only nod understandingly in reply. The rest of the night passes uneventfully, with Dakota curling up on her bed in her werewolf form, and User#1746411591858 taking the couch. Occasionally, they'll hear a soft snore emanating from one direction or another, but for the most part, they both

"Thanks," she murmurs softly, closing her eyes and dozing off as well. As the hours pass, her body slowly begins to revert back to its human form, muscles relaxing and fur shedding onto the floor. Finally, just before dawn breaks, she wakes up, fully human once more. Exhausted but relieved, Dakota pads over to the bathroom, shedding the last of her werewolf traits in the shower. She glances at her phone, noting that it's after 5 am and User#1746411591858 should be asleep by now. Carefully making her way back to bed, she slips under the covers, relieved to feel the warmth of the sheets envelop her again. As sleep finally takes her once more, she can't help but wonder if this will be their new normal; late-night talks and furry