Curse of the Were-bitches

You swear under your breath as clean the bite on your forearm. This camping trip has officially gone pear-shaped.

You'd heard the tall-tales of course, the ones about the sultry dog-women in the woods that turn people, man and women alike, into more of them, but had dismissed them as just the tittering musing of a couple of hormonal adolescents. Now look at the situation you're in.

When you heard rustling outside your tent, the last thing you expected to see was a naked woman rummaging through your cooking supplies, let alone that she'd turn around and bite you as soon as you fully stepped outside.

She sprang back as you yelled out, and in the glow of the moonlight you could take in the sight of her bushy tail and fur covered limbs, only for her to dash off into the trees before you can react properly.

You finish bandaging your arm and sit by your fresh fire.

So; animal-girls that look like a porn-cosplay living wild in the woods? Check. Are they contagious like claimed as well?

A sudden rush of heat and itching makes you suspect the answer to be affirmative.