The Story of Alison, a girl who forgot what phase the moon was tonight

Alison stared topless at her reflection in the mirror, relieved she was at a point in the month where she could actually pass as a normal Human for once. Her breasts had finally returned to their normal size and her muscles had relaxed into an area where she could easily pass it off as a healthy diet. Except for the fact that no matter how much she shaved, she couldn’t get rid of the fur covering her midriff, but as long as she didn’t wear crop tops that would be fine.

Ever since her first night, keeping her “condition” secret had been incredibly difficult. Constantly coming up with excuses to go and shave had become a chore. She actually had to start going to the gym to explain her muscles when they got a little more beefy than usual. And nobody ever bought the allergy excuse for her breast’s incessant need to swell whenever she transformed. She even had to swap the prescription lenses on her glasses with fake ones so no one would ask what happened to them.

But it was all worth it as long as no one found out the truth. What she really was. The monster behind her dazzling blue eyes and waved chestnut locks. The werewolf. And sure her friends complained when she couldn’t hang out with them on the full moon, but that was a smile price to pay for not eating them.

Alison shuddered at the thought. Nearly a year and she still couldn’t accept the fact that every full moon she actually...ate people. And she wasn’t clean about it either, that much was apparent by the flecks of blood and pieces of flesh she would find every morning after. If being a werewolf hadn’t given her a stronger immune system, she would have certainly contracted a bloodborne illness by now.

She found herself laughing at that thought. “I have a bloodborne illness. I’m a fucking werewolf.” She pulled her bra back on, remembering the night she was attacked by another werewolf. The wound had been so large, she had thought she would die from blood loss, but she pretty quickly realized that blood loss was the least of her worries. After that, her life had been a series of one full moon to the next. She had actually met the werewolf who had bitten her, his name was Adam, he was cool.

But right now was not the time for thinking about her monstrous side. Her best friend David had just bought a new Nintendo Switch, and Alison had been waiting weeks for her features to return to normal so she could go over to David’s place and hang out with him.

David had always proven to be difficult to hide the truth from. He and Alison had been friends since they were kids, and that meant they knew everything about each other. That also meant, David never failed to notice when Alison was a little different after a transformation. Be it larger than normal muscles, longer hair, sharper teeth, or weird tail nub that Alison hadn’t noticed until David pointed it out (That had been a hard one to explain away), David was always one step away from finding out the truth. That just meant Alison was more careful about how she looked when hanging out with him.

Some days it was a baggier shirt than normal, other days it was like getting ready for prom. But it was always worth it in the end. Because David never found out, and Alison never hurt him.

She shaved her midriff for the 27th time this week, then went into her bedroom, rummaging through her drawers for a shirt that would effectively hide her belly fur if it grew back. Picking a T-shirt, she pulled it on over her head and made sure it was securely tucked into her waistline. She grabbed her purse and headed for her door. As she opened the door, she stopped.

“Better just make sure.” She muttered as she closed the door and headed into the bathroom to shave her midriff again for good measure. Then just to be extra sure she looked normal, she took her measurements, giving a nod as she was finally satisfied. She made sure her shirt was securely tucked, then headed for her car.

The drive to David’s house was normal enough, though she found herself salivating at more fast-food restaurant signs than normal. She even found herself taking a detour to pass by a steakhouse and get a whiff.

She sighed. “Just your average werewolf.”

She pulled up to David’s house and parked in the driveway. The only car there was David’s, so it looked like his housemates were gone. Score. Alison made sure her shirt was still firmly tucked in, pushed a loose strand of hair from her face, and walked up to the door.

Alison gave a firm knock on her best friend’s door. David must have been waiting next to the door because the sandy blonde-haired boy opened the door within maybe three seconds. So fast, Alison jumped a little, eliciting laughter from the both of them.

“Well, dumbass? Gonna let me in? Or do you just like watching me stand on your porch?” Alison teased.

“I was thinking about it. But I don’t know if I like your attitude.” David joked.

“That’s fine, I never cared about your permission anyway,” Alison said, barging past him into the house, David followed after her into his living room.

“Roommates aren’t home?” Alison asked

“They’re in New York.”

“Girlfriend’s gone?”

“She’s working.”

“Plenty of beer?”

“You bet your ass.”

“Plenty of snacks?”

“Are Doritos ok?”

“Let’s get this party started!” Alison and David both laughed. “Come on David, let’s see this bad boy.”

David made a dramatic show of reaching into the tv case, “Drum roll, please.” Alison just rolled her eyes, and David huffed, “Fine.” He pulled out the game system and showed it off dramatically.

“Well? Start it up.”

David plugged in the system and handed Alison a controller, starting up a game, the two friends were gone. Entranced into another world of just the two of them. No jobs, no girlfriends, no rent, no cares, no werewolves. Just two best friends, playing games.

They played late into the afternoon and into the evening. They played Mario Kart for what seemed like hours. Alison wasn’t very good at the game, but she refused to admit it and kept rematching David. Finally, David convinced her to change games. He booted up Smash bros., now this was a game Alison could play well, thanks in no small part to her wolf-like reflexes and instincts, a fact she didn’t reveal to David. “Guess I’m just a natural.” She stated, dismissing her pro-level talent as if it was nothing.

Finally, David turned it off because he just flat wasn’t having fun anymore, so Alison suggested they play some less competitive games, and the night went on. Knocking back beers, playing games, having fun. It wasn’t until the sun started going down that things started going wrong.

David looked away from their game of Heave-Ho to grab a few chips and caught a glimpse outside the window.

“Damn, moon’s big tonight. Pretty.”

Alison went deathly pale, rushing to the window. How could she have forgotten?! How could she have missed the warning signs? All at once her body became uncomfortably warm, she felt that familiar sick feeling in her stomach, she felt the building pressure in her chest. Normally these were welcome feelings, allowing her a warning before going monster, but now they couldn’t be more undesired. Where were you guys an hour ago? Alison angrily thought.

The full moon cast its gleaming rays onto Alison’s skin before she quickly leapt away from the window.

"Alison? You ok?”

Alison was panicking, she had to get out of there. “Y-yeah, I’m fine. I need to go.”

David chuckled, “What do you mean? It’s not even 8:00. Why are you freaking out?”

Alison scrambled to get her things and pushed past David, “Sorry David, I had a lot of fun today, I wish I could-AHHH!” It was too late.

Halfway to the door, Alison keeled over in pain. Her body shuddering as searing pain shot through her.

“Holy shit!” David ran over to her, taking her by the shoulders, "Alison what happened?” Alison held her hands in front of her face, it was all happening too fast. Already her carefully tended nails were growing into wickedly sharp claws, while her fingers grew beyond reasonable length. Acting quickly, she shoved David away, he couldn’t know, he just couldn’t.

“It’s nothing! I’m fi-AGH!” She heaved as another jolt of pain racked her body, now the changes were really going to begin, she had to get to the door. She groaned in pain as her body began to stretch and grow, her back arching as her spine began to push against her back.

David watched in horror at what was happening to his friend. “Alison! What the fuck is happening?”

Alison spoke through heaving pants, her bones cracking as they began to painfully change, “David...please...stay back!”

She screamed as her back broadened, stretching her skin as well as her shirt. Her body began taking on more muscle mass, beefing up her arms legs, and torso, stretching her clothes. Her ears began rising up the side of her head, growing tall and pointed.

“Aly!” David yelled again, too confused to come up with anything else to say.

Alison glared at him, her bright blue eyes even brighter than they already were, seemingly glowing with moonlight, “Get away!” Her arms began to pop and snap, changing from their Human shape to something more beastly, all the while Alison was screaming and crying in pain. By now, fur had begun to sprout along her exposed skin, filling out quickly.

“You-you’re some kind of animal!” David sputtered, not sure what he was seeing. Alison yelped as her torso heaved again, splitting the seams of her shirt and shredding the fabric, fortunately, her bra was still intact. Her legs began to crack and shift, realigning themselves with Alison’s wolf-like shape.

She groaned and cursed. “David...Please...I’m not safe!” Then she let out a howl as her face began to painfully stretch out, her soft lips and nose stretching into a canine snout, her mouth filling with sharp teeth, fit for cutting through an animal’s flesh, or, if she couldn’t get away from him, David’s.

As she howled, her bust heaved, expanding a cup size and finally pushing her bra past its limits. Her thighs and hips increased in size, tearing her jeans to shreds.

David finally got some sense and started backing away, “Alison, what’s happening, please, let me help you.”

Alison gave a growl, “You...can’t...help...dumbass….RUN!” She screamed the last word with a voice that wasn’t her own. It was mangled, strained. More an animal bark than a word. But it got the message across, David ran, leaving his friend alone to whatever was happening to her.

Alison gave a sigh of relief, only to scream in pain as her spine began to push through her skin, growing into a long tail. The tail caught her underwear and stretched it to breaking point. Her feet started to change, growing in size and stretching so that her heels weren’t on the ground. Her new shoes stood no chance as they were shredded. Her toenails stretched into long claws, while soft pads grew in on the bottoms of her feet.

Meanwhile, Alison’s mind was fading, frightened thoughts for her friend replaced by thoughts of hunger and animalistic urges. In the past, she had never fought these thoughts. Locked safely in a room or lost deep in the woods, she never feared the animal side. But tonight, tonight she fought for control. Already she could smell exactly where David was hiding. The idiot hadn’t left the house. Alison cursed in her head.

But her battle was a losing one. The call of the moon was stronger than she was. She gave one last futile scream, which shifted into an echoing howl. The wolf took over. Alison was gone.