where's wolf?

You grab a red capsule and toss it into your mouth, swallowing it with a cupful of water from a nearby water cooler. Huh. Who'd have thought. Wolves were cherry-flavored...

You barely had the time to wonder when it was supposed to kick in when your body started to shift. It wasn't painful, even though you felt your features bending and growing. Your ears rose up your head, silver-gray fur sprouting up here and there. Your clothes start to tighten, and rather than risk **** to **** over a fetish, you start to remove them enough that they tear rather than strangle you.

You're not sure how good a judge you are, but according to the nearby mirror, you didn't look half bad for a man-wolf. You'd gained another foot or so of height, and a good layer of muscle on top of that. A few shreds of your shirt and pants stayed on, and you can't help but think you're a better match for Freya in her new state.