He keeps you awake

With a sob, you let go. Curling up into the fetal position, you groan as He starts to take control of your body. Bones creak, groan, and break as they shift, shrink, lengthen into position. Fur sprouts from your body as your face begins to shift. You hear a painful CRACK as your jaw breaks to reform, but unlike every time before, you do not pass out. You body continues to mutate in every painful way you could ever imagine. You feel a tightening in your skin as new muscles form and bulge in their limited space. Your heels lengthen until they are part of your new legs. Your nails fall out to be replaced by claws.

More than anything else, you ITCH. But to scratch would be to claw your own guts out. Your face is last, but as it shifts into it's more canine appearance, you notice something else. The top of your vagina is shifting, contorting, twisting into something horrible you can only guess at. It feels like new skin is being formed over your piss hole, and your clit was on fire.

Momentarily distracted by a number of painful CRACKs in your skull, the next time you pay attention to your crotch there is a prominent canine 'sheath' sitting on top of your labia. When it is all done, you relax onto your back and breathe for a moment. You feel a sharp, but not unpleasant sensation run across your sheath, and see your mom slowly running one claw up to the top. The very beginning of a pointy red tip springs forth under her ministrations.

"Now then my mate, what to do with this?" She asks playfully.