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Chapter 28 by Lasthowl Lasthowl

Guess you've got a girlfriend, now.

Is That the Right Word, Though?

"While I'm still thinking... uh... mostly human, can we talk about how much you're encouraging that side of me?" You ask.

You shudder a bit as your joints pop, your body starting to fill out the bathrobe you're wearing more.

"Is that a problem?" Allegra replies. "You weren't complaining before."

"I don't know if it's a problem," you admit. "I think I'm kinda... wired differently now. I just know that if I wolf out I'm not going to manage anything on you doing that other than 'good.'"

"Okay, fair." She chuckles.

"And well, I'm the one that's new to all this. I haven't kept a secret blog or had a lot of thoughts on what it'd be like to... mark my territory."

You shift your weight on the couch at that thought, a squirm as you remember that little talk. That slip is heralded by the unfurling of your tail, greeted by an eager glance from Allegra as she sees it poking from the hem of your robe.

"Look, I'm attracted to you even without this, M. Still, would you be able to resist encouraging me if I was just getting into something you found super hot?"

"Like I said, I don't know if it's wrong, per se. I'm not about to say you're a bad influence on me or anything. I just want you to know that I feel like I'm... coming out different as bits of this click into place."

"And that worries you?"

"A little bit. Sometimes easy for that bit to get drowned out by how good this feels. Did you uh... look in my closet?"

"...no?" Allegra asks with some confusion.

"It's like our driver's licenses, Ally. If I didn't know the machine was broken, I'd half expect to wake up to a motorcycle in the driveway."

"So not needing your glasses anymore wasn't the only change," she muses.

"Yeah, so I guess I'm wondering... who I am now? Who I might wind up as?"

"Babe, if it's affecting you, it's affecting me too. Whoever we wind up as, I'm with you."

"God," you huff, your ruff blossoming from the neck of your robe as you're well and truly spiraling into the beast. "You keep talking like that, and you're going to have a real monster on your hands."

"That's the idea," she grins.

Is it worth trying to be good when being bad feels like this?

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