After Mike was done being in the library he started to head home, he and no car or bike and not enough of anything to rent a taxi or bus so he started to walk home, he walked a good amount of the way on the sidewalk and soon be saw his house he was almost there just a couple of years more and--- suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his are he looked over and saw a strange man in raggy clothes with blood in his textbooks at you for a while then ran off into the woods behind the two of them. Mike looked at his arm and saw a bite mark supposedly made by the man "Oh shit, that looks bad and damn does it hurt I need to get home fast" he sprinted all the way home and when his mother was his arm and screamed and asked "who hit you!?" " some crazy dude in the forest did it, it's starting to hurt badly" she wrapped it in bandages and sent him to bed where he soon tell asleep. Soon the moon came out, and his arm started to burn it burned like the sun was being branded into Mike and his body started changing into that of a woman; soon his hair grew out into long strands of brown, his chest started to swell until his middle torso split to make his own pair of female breasts, his form grew taller more slender, his rock was replaced with a vagina and soon enough a woman was left in Mike's place: a Werewoman.
Mike awoke to his bandage burning like flames he got up and walked into the kitchen to grab a drink of water to ,hopefully, sooth the pain. He poured it into a cup and drank it tell it was empty, "ahhh refres---" his eyes widened as he heard the feminine voice come out of his own mouth, he spokesman to make sure he wasn't going crazy "hello?" It was definitely not his voice but familiar nonetheless. He looked down and nearly screamed, "I have fucking boobs!" He whispered he grabbed .a tit and squeezed it a bit " holy shit" he said as he let his hand to of his breast "I need to see this in the mirror" he ran to the bathroom to see..
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