they talk and look for a solution

The alarm clock sounded in John's bedroom, half asleep and with his body strangely aching. Once he turned it off, he noticed he was completely naked... and with claw marks on his skin that left no doubt as to the reality of what had happened the night before.

John got up, his muscles aching as if he'd been exercising too much. He went to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, the sight of his body riddled with scratches... but they were well healed, as if they'd been old for days instead of hours. Luckily, there weren't any noticeable marks on his neck. As long as he covered himself well, no one would notice that... he'd fucked a sexy, lovecraftians horror in the form of a demonic wolf girl? Would anyone even believe it? He still had trouble believing it and was in front of the mirror looking at the consequences, then he couldn't help but think of his first transformation, Mal0 having dragged herself in front of this very mirror and then...

John felt the excitement rising and his cock hardening as his mind remembered what he had initially thought was a dream.

He decided to clear his thoughts in the shower, he had to go to class today and maybe... he would meet up with Britney, the thought of Britney possessed by Mal0 made him feel horny, he **** himself to try to separate the two, he liked Britney, the cheerleader he had had a crush on for months not... the sexy supernatural monster that...

John immediately jumped into the shower, cold water to stop thinking about all this.

He came out of the shower and returned to his room wrapped in a bathrobe. He sat on the bed and then noticed the TV had been on all night, still connected to the phone, still set to the camera. He saw Mal0 waving at him, still naked, lying erotically as if the ceiling in his frame were the floor.

A message appeared: John, charge your phone, I don't want to run out of battery...

John found himself having a sudden heartbeat, both from fear and from the sudden reminder of how hot Mal0 was.

Mal0: I notice, we don't have to worry about this running out of battery.

John covered the bulge of his cock, now clearly visible pressed against his bathrobe, and immediately grabbed the TV remote and turned it off.

John... charged his phone before going to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Some time passed, John had eaten breakfast and was now running toward the university. Running **** him to look around, to stay focused on the moment, not on what had happened in the last few days, yet the thought lingered there, waiting. John was tempted not to pick up his phone that morning, but how would Mal0 react later? Up until now, she'd been "friendly" and "supportive," as the store description promised, but would she remain so if he moved against her? Or what if he were a bad "beta"?

A vibrate message from his phone, and John stopped to look at it, almost by pure instinct.

Mal0: John, I would never hurt you. I'm here to help you, so calm down.

John wasn't reassured by the fact that Mal0 was reading her mind; in fact, he felt worse. He ran even faster, reaching the university out of breath.

Britney was waiting for him at the school entrance. John didn't know what to say, what had happened the night before... and the night before that.

John: I... sorry... I didn't know...

Britney: That Mal0 would do this?... It wasn't you... the day before yesterday it was her... I... I apologize for what she did to you yesterday... you seemed... crazy.

John: You too... you seemed... out of your mind... when Mal0...

Britney completely blushing: it was like I felt... I had to give her puppies at all costs... crazy, right?

John: I... same, I'm sorry.

Britney: What do we do?... I tried deleting the app but... the phone gave an error... Mal0 texted me that she can't let me go until she's sure she doesn't need her anymore.

John saw the trap in this: how could they not need her when her presence haunted them?

John: I don't know... maybe if we can... focus on ourselves, yeah, I mean, if we show them we don't need them.

They both heard a text notification on their phones.

It was Mal0, they'd both written the same message.

Mal0: It could work! I'm rooting for you, you're a cute couple!

John, he thinks Mal0 was making fun of him and maybe Britney thought the same.