The story of what happens to werewolves when the sun rises

The forest sat quiet and still, the only sounds were the soft winds rustling through the trees and underbrush, and the night animals returning to their burrows as the sun began to rise. The full moon still glistened brightly in the sky, illuminating the peace of the forest, the stars twinkled as they began to wink out as morning came.

All was peaceful. Only to be broken by a piercing shriek. The shriek echoed through the forest, startling the birds in the trees. It had come from a woman, if one had to judge from the pitch. The shriek was followed by an echoing howl. Not the howl of a wolf, but that of a beast. A beast who was just finishing a kill.

Like its most recent meal, the beast was female, its brownish-blonde fur accented by matted locks of brown hair. Its large breasts swayed as it tore into the flesh of the woman. Satisfied with its meal, the beast left the woman’s corpse to rot, bounding deeper into the woods.

Though most people had never heard of creatures like the beast, the animals of the forest were all too familiar with the monthly hunts of these wolf-like monsters, and as such knew to hide as the beast bounded past. But the beast’s hunt was nearing its end, as the moon dipped low on the horizon, on the other side, the sun was just peeking above the horizon.

The beast stopped, huffing as the morning rays of light touched its fur. It howled in retaliation against the unseen attacker, but to no avail. It attempted to hide from the rising sun, but nothing can hide from such a powerful solar body.

As the rays of sunlight pierced the beast’s body, it began to change, slowly at first. The hulking beast began to shrink in size, losing muscle mass. Fur began to fall away from the beast’s body, revealing soft human skin beneath. The beast whimpered in pain as the bones in its legs began to crack and shift, changing shape into something more suitable for bipedal movement.

The beast howled in pain as its feet began to change from their digitigrade form. Its claws dissolved away, reverting to short, useless toenails. Then the beast felt its face begin to change, its proud maw being pulled back into its face, replaced by a delicate set of lips and a tiny nose.

She yelped as she felt the bones in her arms crack and reshape, as well as her fingers shortening down and her long claws falling away into dainty nails. Her hips and waist shrunk down, the black fur falling away to reveal the supple ass and...other part...concealed underneath.

She whined as her tail and spine shrunk, her tail being pulled back into her body, her spine compacting as her body got smaller. The sharp rows of teeth in her mouth, still with pieces of flesh stuck in them, lost their sharp points and changed to omnivorous rows of teeth. The beast’s face, now more resemblant of the face of a strikingly beautiful woman, groaned and shifted in agony, her eyes losing their predatorial gleam, her ears shrinking and sliding down to the sides of her head, she watched as the pads on her hands faded away.

Katie moaned as the last of her fur fell away, her animalistic mind became foggy, filled with conscious thoughts. Emotions. Feelings. Wants. Needs. All her animal instincts fell away. Her eyes fluttered shut as her body collapsed in exhaustion.

Katie lay there for near an hour before jolting awake. No clue where she was. “Wha- Where am I?” She groaned, looking around the forest. She glanced down and noticed her lack of clothing. Emitting a yelp, she hurried to cover herself. “What is going… Oh no...” As she spoke, she felt something stuck in her teeth. Pulling it out, she registered it was a piece of Human flesh.

“No...No...Not again!” It all dawned on her at once. Her increased muscle tone, her larger than normal breasts, her intense exhaustion. These were all things Katie was quite familiar with. Clear signs that she had spent the previous night as a murderous beast.

She knew what came next. One more month of guilt and avoiding close relationships, until the next full moon, when the beast would rise again.