Chapter 9: The First Night

The date was Monday, July 4th. Jenny slept all the way until eleven thirty in the morning when John finally woke her up. He knocked on her door hard, "Jen, you need to wake up!" he said. "Ugh, just five more minutes Dad." She replied groggily. She turned onto her right side, placing both hands under her head, and started to fall asleep again. "You have to get up now Jen, it's your birthday today." John replied. He opened the door, and looked deeply into Jenny's face. "Why are you so tired?" he asked, laughing. Jenny didn't have a straight answer, all she knew was her night was full of agonizing screams that echoed from the middle of this field that she was near. It sounded like a girl was being hurt, and hurt badly.

Even though she slept straight through that, though she didn't want to; she felt so tired. All she wondered was how come that dream even occurred to her? Who was the person in the middle of the field? And what was happening to her that caused her so much hurt? She sat up, staring over at her father, rubbing her eyes, showing distraught on her face. "What is it Jen?" he asked, walking over to her. He placed his right arm around her and pulled her towards him. "I don't understand what I was dreaming about, and why it happened. I just… It's so hard to explain Dad." Jenny sobbed, dropping her head into her hands.

"I don't understand that kind of dream either Jen, but I'm sure it was just that; A dream." He rubbed her back and then stood up, walking towards the window and opening it. Light flooded Jenny's room, brightening everything within seconds, which made her feel slightly better. The sun always made her feel good no matter how her emotions were. She stood up, and stretched, then walked towards her dad and looked at the alleyway. "I can't believe you're sixteen already Jen. I'm honestly dumbfounded by how fast you've aged." John said, resting his hands on the window sill. Jenny laughed slightly, resting her head against his left shoulder. The air was already hot, given that it was still the morning.

Birds flew by the open window, chirping so softly and wonderfully. She grinned, showing off her now non braced teeth. She cocked her head the back up, thinking hard about this. My teeth busted through the braces yesterday, how did they just magic their way back on? She thought. Turning her head, to hide the confusion from her father, Jenny pretended to be checking her pajama bottoms. Her hair was tied in a pony tail, which she did just before she dozed off. After a while she figured it was okay to look back up, out the window. They both stood there absorbing in the warmth, in complete and udder silence. It took a good half hour before either of them decided it was time to get a move on. John heaved a deep sigh then spoke. "It's time you take a shower, we have things to do today; get going." "Right, I'll be out in thirty minutes!" John nodded, kissed the top of her head then walked out of her room.

Jenny walked over to her dresser and rummaged the drawers until she pulled out a pair of pink underwear, with Lady Gaga printed on the butt part. There was a pair of pink socks which matched it, so she grabbed it. Her bra was white, but it didn't matter to her, she really didn't care if everything matched. Proof of that was when Jenny grabbed bright purple Capri pants, and a neon yellow t-shirt with a claw scratch pattern, stamped on the back in black. She then got a white long sleeved shirt to put underneath the top shirt, since it was a low cut shirt and she wasn't all up in flaunting her body. Even if I really don't have one. She thought, scowling at herself. The last thing Jenny got was a new headband which was white, and then ran to the bathroom.

The bathroom was the only odd ball room of the house. The walls weren't red; rather they were pure black, with white trims around the upper part, connecting them to the ceiling. The sink was black as well as the toilet. Both the toilet and sink were on the right side of the door, propped against the wall, facing the shower. Above the sink sat a medicine cabinet which held all of the household medicine. On the left side stood the shower which was all white, except the doorway. It had stained glass with a cross on it and it was surrounded with gold metal. This was one of the most favorite things that Jenny liked in her house. She was religious since her father was, and she enjoyed seeing the stained glass; sometimes wasting minutes just gazing at it.

Once she stripped off the pajamas as well as her hair band, Jenny stepped into the shower, turning on the hot; barely touching the cold. She was the type of person who thought the hotter the better. She let the water caress her body, taking her away from life for some moments, and allowing her to think freely. Grabbing the apple scented body wash; Jenny began lathering herself, getting every single inch of her skin clean. When she got down to her thighs she noticed something peculiar. There was an immense amount of hair growing out of them.

"W-what?" she gasped, trying to wipe the hair off. No matter how hard she scrubbed, it just wouldn't budge. Her calves both cramped up painfully for a while until they shot out, growing three times their normal size. "OH GOD!" Jenny yelled, falling to her butt. The hot water continued to dump all over her, while her legs continued to bulge and grow before her eyes. She closed them hard, praying for this to be a dream and when she opened them, her legs were normal. Both of her hands slid over her skin, trying to find more hair but none existed. A worried smile spread across Jenny's face, and then she stood up again to finish her shower.

There was a knock at the door, it was John. "Jen, honey; are you doing okay in there?" he asked. "Yes Dad, I'm fine, thanks!" she yelled back, rinsing off the body wash. "I heard you scream though, how is that fine?" "It was nothing Dad; I just thought I saw a spider; that's all." John laughed, "That's it?! Well hurry up, you need to get ready for your big day." Jenny sniggered, "Big wasn't the word for it…" she whispered. Jenny couldn't help but feel so lost when this kept happening to her. A part of her wanted to know what the werewolf transformation felt like, but about ninety nine percent of her absolutely dreaded it.

When she wet her hair down, and put some orange scented shampoo and conditioner in, something else started to happen. Her mouth ached so bad that she gasped and jerked her head back. All of her teeth were beginning to increase in size once again and some were getting pointy. "S-stop; please stop…I-I can't take this right now." Jenny cried out. Suddenly all of the teeth shrank back down. The crimson liquid continued dumping down the drain, mixing with the water.

She reached towards her mouth, pulling her upper lip up; trying to get a good look of herself in the mirror across the room. The mirror was fogging up from the steam, so it was hard for Jenny to get a positive image. This can't be possible; no way! Am I alone in this?! Jenny yelled in her head. She washed the suds from her hair then got out quickly, and wrapped the towel around her nakedness. When Jenny got to the mirror, she wiped the steam away, slowly; afraid to see herself. When her face was clear, she stared at her turquoise eyes. "That's another thing." She whispered. "Who has turquoise eyes anyway?" She turned her head back and forth, taking in all of her features. It seemed like her cheekbones were more pronounced now, and skin was a lot clearer than normal. She tanned nicely, that was the only truly good feature that she had.

She felt a lot more alive now than usual as well. It was like her body was chock full of energy and it had no end in sight. When she caressed her face, the skin felt so smooth almost baby-like. "I've become so beautiful, so fast." She stated. Her chest seemed to take on the shape it had the night before. She also felt taller, and a lot stronger, which was abnormal, because she was already both of those attributes before these changes. Her senses were heightened as well, because she picked up everything her father was cooking downstairs. "That smells like… Bacon, eggs, pancakes." She sniffed more. "They were baked all together and with maple syrup." This is incredibly insane! Jenny thought. She smiled, showing off beautifully whitening teeth, which seemed like they were being held back by the metal.

After a minutes passed, Her teeth started to painfully lunge outwards once more. Her gums bled even more, while the bigger teeth set in. She pulled up her lip again, watching as the gums miraculously healed. When Jenny smiled again, a set of adult teeth greeted her with warmth and welcome. She was scared at the moment. Her eyes darted back and forth as she checked each and every tooth. After a while, Jenny decided it was best to ignore this. Although it still confused her, how all of this kept happening to her. It was as if her metabolism rapidly increased. And the entire lycanthropy thing still made no sense to her at all.

"This is so weird. I can't even think of a rational thought that could help make sense out of this. Werewolves? Those were just mythical creatures, they can't be real. However, it would explain my dreams, and how my body changes like it does. But still; look at me! It's ridiculous." Jenny shook her head, taking in all the reformed body parts that she missed so much. "Jen, are you out of the shower yet?" John asked up the stairs. "Yeah, I'm getting dressed now!" Jenny replied. She took the towel off, basking in all the glory that was her new body. Putting on her clothes felt like an entirely new task now. Her underwear slipped on nicely, however her bra strained to stay connected. She forced her shirt on, barely getting it over her breasts. "Thankfully it's a stretchy material so it should-form-right... There we are!" Jenny said. Luckily the shirt rested just above her waist line, showing only a little skin. He pants, again were stretchy, so she was able to put that on with a struggle. After putting on her socks and shoes, she exited the room, while tying up her hair. She stopped at the head of the stairs, looking down at her father.

He nodded at her, "Not too shabby Jen; not too shabby." "Can it Dad." She replied. They both laughed as she walked downstairs, heading to the dining room. Jenny loved John, even though he wasn't her biological father. He did raise her and he did it well. She took a second to absorb the dining room for a little bit. This room was one of the most fancy looking rooms in the house. It had the same wallpaper as the rest of the house; that was the only resemblance. In the middle of the room stood a long black table with four chairs on the long sides, and one at each end.

On the right of the big doorway was a window which had three panes, the size of half of Jenny's body. Blue drapes lined the window's sides which perfectly matched the carpet upstairs. In front of the window was a black bench with red cushions and on each side stood Aloe Vera plants, which appeared clean and unscathed. The left side of this room, had a bar table with alcohol behind it, and stools running all in front of it. The counter was black as well, with a red stone table top.

Set all along the table was the breakfast, which Jenny smelled upstairs. She even got the syrup down pat. "This is quite a meal Dad." She stated. "Anything for my baby girl; well I guess I can't call you that anymore. You're thirteen now as it is." He pulled the farthest end chair out and pushed it back in when Jenny sat down. "What would you like Jen?" he asked. "Can I have a bit of everything?" "Of course you can." John replied, then started piling pancakes, eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast onto a plate and handed it over. "Dad, can you past he syrup?" he nodded then slid the little bottle of syrup over. She dumped it all over her food and began scoffing it down.

She couldn't explain why she was so hungry; her stomach felt empty, as if she hadn't eaten for a weeks. She almost emptied her plate within five minutes which she put even more food on. John sat next to her, watching her eating so gracefully. "What's up?" Jenny asked him. "Nothing; just taking in how precious you are." Jenny blushed, and hid her face in her hands. "No, no; you can't hide your face. You know your mother would've been so proud of you Jen." He reached over and patted Jenny's shoulder, while she continued to consume all of the food in front of her. It took nearly thirty minutes for her to stop eating, and even then her stomach still growled with hunger. She ignored it however, and got up to wash her hands and face.

Jenny stood at the sink for a few moments, thinking to herself, wondering how did she just down an entire table full of food and still felt like she was starving? Then a searing pain hit both of her hands. She grunted watching as the bones moved painfully by themselves and lengthened before her eyes. "Um…" Jenny groaned. Then suddenly they both shot back down to normal. Come on, stop playing with me! Please, I don't know how much more of this I can take! she thought. Looking up at the ceiling, She prayed for help, and then took a moment to recapture her stability.

Jenny lifted both hands up to her eyes, trying to figure out how her bones didn't tear through her skin, they were moving very close to it. "Are you okay in there Jen?" John asked through the door. "I'm just fine Dad; I'm coming back out now." Still staring at them, Jenny figured it was best to ignore it. She wiped her hands off and exited the room, where she met her father, holding an assortment of bags. He had the warmest grin painted across his face as she lit up. "Happy Birthday Jen, I hope you enjoy what I got you!" She walked over and grabbed the bags, sitting down at the bottom step and beginning to tear into the first package.

In this bag was an assortment of white, green and red paper, which stacked all over her gift underneath. When she finally unearthed it her heart skipped a beat; it was a brand new cell phone, with a touch screen. The casing was bright green, and had black tiger stripes all over the back. Beneath the phone was a receipt stating what plan she was under now; it was Verizon. "That's the top of the line phone service to date Jen. I'm paying the monthly fee of seventy bucks which gives you full internet access, international and national calling/text and one thousand kilobyte memory." John stated. Jenny couldn't even begin to think what to say to her father, other than gasping and awing about the phone.

"That's thanks enough Jen, don't worry." He laughed. "Go ahead and open the next one." Jenny nodded, and then headed over to the white bag, ripping right through all of the paper until she hit the bottom. There was a gift card of three hundred dollars for Wal-Mart. "I-I can't believe this Dad… You're the best ever; I swear!" Jenny said, jumping up to hug him tightly. He whispered in her ear, "That's not even it… Be right back." With that he left the room, with her in confusion.

She sat back down on the bottom step, attempting to open up the cell phone, when her dad walked back in holding a square package, which also held a couple smaller packages on top of it. "Here you are, enjoy." John stated, handing over the gifts. The wrapping paper was that of blue with bright pink stripes. Jenny slowly removed the paper from the square gift, until she saw a small letter G, printed in a video game like style. "You didn't get this…" She started, ripping the rest of it off. Sitting before her eyes was the new Nintendo Gamecube, which came with a controller, the cables and hers was pre-ordered in a special neon green color.

"OH MY GOD… D-DAD; I LOVE YOU!" She screamed, hugging him again. John laughed; he knew how obsessed Jenny was with video games. "I figured you'd like it honey. That's why I got you the gift card to go get some games out of Wal-Mart later on; after we're done. Go ahead; open the other two." He added. Jenny nodded back then opened the next present as fast as she did the Gamecube. Her excitement was so overwhelming. She felt all the bad thoughts beginning to just fade away into the abyss. When she opened the package she smiled. It was a sixty megabyte memory card; the last gift was another controller, made in the same color as her system. Jenny could barely believe what had just happened; she was dumbfounded and happy at the same time.

The sun was now peeking in through the door windows, shining directly on Jenny's face, making her squint. She held up a hand, to block it out, when John stepped in front of the light so she could see again. She opened her eyes fully, smiling so brightly at him. He is such a good father. I can't believe he's done all this, for a girl that really isn't his. "Let's get this out to the living room, and then we can set it up later." "Alright! Thanks again Dad." Jenny said. "Don't mention it Jen. You do your job by keeping your grades up, you're nice to everyone and you have good manners; you deserve it." Jenny helped John take her items to the T.V in the living room, and then tried to open the cell phone again, but to no prevail.

"Want some help with that tiger?" John asked, laughing at her. Jenny had her teeth on the plastic, trying to gnaw it open. "Please?" she replied, holding it out with her right hand. John grabbed the phone then took a knife that he had in his back pocket, slicing through the plastic with ease. He opened it and withdrew the phone and cords then handed them over. "There you are." "Thank you." Jenny replied. John laughed at the floor, rubbing his eyes then patted her on the shoulder before leaving towards the front door. Jenny read the instructions to the phone, which told her to charge it completely then have it die all the way so it had a good battery life. She didn't care much about the rest of the instructions, she figured that it would come to her in time.

Walking out to the living room, Jenny set it up on the coffee table, with it plugged in and then walked out to the entrance room. Out of nowhere, her head started to spin violently. She grasped both temples, gritting her teeth hard, while intense agony cracked through her skull. "Ow..." She fell to one knee, still grimacing. Blood dripped over her lips from her biting so hard on them. Just when she thought someone was slicing her head open with an axe, the pain subsided. She stumbled up to her feet, limping to the front door. Her eyes were blurry now, and face was contorted with sickness and worry. The room started to spin, she held tightly onto her chest, while walking to the door.

When Jenny got to the door, an unknown force threw her at it, making her go flat up against the wood. Her legs and spine started to snap, and move around, making her scream like she did in the shower. Jenny's veins popped out an inch all up her neck and down her arms, as well as her legs.The next thing she knew, was that the pain had subsided instantly and she was leaning against the door once again.Underneath Jenny's eyes were bags, and her eyebrows were pressed down in fear. She didn't know what just happened but somehow she couldn't really remember it all that well. It was at this point that her mind started to become fragile. She began questioning her sanity, sliding down the door onto her butt. She flipped around, heaving her chest up and down as fire like force licked her lungs, burning them from the inside out. Her heart felt like it was going to melt right in her chest.

She closed her eyes tight, sweat dumping onto the floor. Jenny slammed both hands down, leaned forward and rested her head against the floor. The pain was unbearable. She breathed hard, while trying to overcome all the agony in her body. Then after about five minutes all of the bad feelings left her entirely. It was as if someone pulled the plug on her nerves, shutting them off within seconds. This was when John tried to re-enter the house, but she was blocking the door.

Jenny stood up, stumbling over to the dining room doorway, wrapping her arms over her midsection. John threw the door open, looking to his left and then, saw her on the right. His panic increased when he noticed Jenny holding her mid section. "What's wrong Jenny?!" He asked, grabbing a hold of her shoulders, and looking over into her face. "N-nothing; I just f-felt a bit ill." Jenny replied.

"Are you going to be alright going anywhere today?" he asked her. "I'll be fine Dad, just give me a minute to catch my breath." John nodded, walking away. He cursed in his head, knowing exactly what was happening to her; she was beginning to feel the effects of lycanthropy. He started to become angry at Phil, for what he's done to this poor girl. He shook his head, furiously jingling his keys around. "Alright, I'm good now." She said after catching her breath. John guided her out the door, towards the car. It was a Blue 2004 Ford Escape SUV 2WD. He opened her door, and helped her sit down and then ran over to his side; jumping in quickly. He didn't want to leave her a second alone today, which was when he decided he'd walk with her in the store. "I will be fine Dad, trust me!" Jenny told him, when he brought the idea up.

She looked into his eyes with hers, which were beginning to turn more yellow. John groaned, dropping his head onto his left arm. He started to feel the sadness creeping in, the more he saw Jenny change. "What's wrong with you?" Jenny asked. There was silence for a few minutes which gave Jenny a chance to look around the neighborhood. They lived on a road where mostly rich people inhabited.

Next door, to the right, stood a condominium building which held a lot of rich snobby people. Their house looked like an old fashioned mansion, although it was just a house. The front wall came up to a point at the very top. In the middle of this point, was a round circle, carved out of stone, mounted to the wall. Their staircase was tiny, only consisting of two steps, both made out of bricks. A tiny white overhang, stuck out from the wall, shielding the doorway. To the left of their house a small fenced in area, which they owned. It was a twenty by ten foot area, holding an above ground pool, and a couple tables with chairs.

At the end of the road was a dead end, leading to a few more houses. All of which were a lot more bigger than their's and had more land. Across the street stood a whole line of buildings, that were all different in their own rights. On the far left stood a drug store. This building was pure white, with two big windows on the front end and one red door next to it. Above the door read: Klein's Drugs. Directly next to it on its left stood a small mini-mart. This place had a regular grocery store inside it along with a bakery. This building was white as well but had one giant window surrounding a black door. The title of this store was: Pauline's X-Press Mart. On the left of this market sat one final building. It looked so weird to Jenny; its walls were painted dark red, and had black bordering around the windows and doorway.

There wasn't any sign indicating what the building was used for, and even the front window was boarded up. She looked at the building, getting lost in thought as to what went on inside there. Jenny brushed her hair from her face, placing it behind her ears and then brought her gaze back to the car. John was now looking back out the front windshield, with his hand on the ignition. "Are you gonna be okay Dad?" Jenny asked him, looking at his face in the rear view mirror. She cocked her head sideways, causing her hair to fall back down. He returned her look and nodded, forcing a smile that pained him to even make.

"Let's get going then." "Alright Jen; we're heading out now." With that said he turned the car on, revving it into life, put it into drive and took off down the road. The day was beautiful, with the sun blasting heat across the land, and making waves of hot air roll off of the almost boiling asphalt. They passed numerous amounts of buildings going from apartments to bars; clubs to pawn stores. They came up to a red light, at a four way intersection. Jenny was watching people pass by on the sidewalks, wondering deeply what their lives were like. She always thought this way; ever since she could remember. "What are you thinking Jen?" John asked her, as he drummed his thumbs to a beat in his head. "I'm just thinking you know? I wonder every day what it feels like to be those people walking on the sidewalks. What is it like in their lives? What are they up to? Where are they going?" She replied.

"You've always had that hardcore intuitive mindset Jen. It's probably best not to think that far into it though, because it could drive you insane and lead you nowhere." John said, turning his head towards her. He couldn't believe how beautiful she had gotten over the years. It felt like only yesterday he was changing her diapers and cooing her to sleep. Now she was wearing bright colored clothes, a whopping sixteen years old. She had intelligence, beauty... Lycanthropy, John though. He sighed deeply, gazing back down at his feet again. His heart sank every time the thought of Jenny transforming came across his mind. A person behind him honked his horn, jerking him back to reality.

"I'm moving; Jesus!" John said, looking at the person behind him with the rear view mirror. Jenny couldn't wait to get her games, feeling excitement for once; Wal-Mart was straight ahead. She recognized the familiar blue sign with red borders and white letters with the star separating the name. They pulled into the parking lot, nearing the building. Jenny watched as the building grew closer, feeling even happier by the second. Once they finally parked, she unbuckled her seatbelt and bolted out the door. "Jeez, slow down Jen! WATCH OUT FOR THE CARS!" He yelled, as a bus just nearly missed her. His heart skipped as he thanked God for looking out for her. I'm not stupid Dad, I know to look for cars. She thought, sprinting up to the glass doors.

She headed through the front entrance, into the main entry area. Wal-Mart was enormous on the inside compared to the small structure outside. Once she was inside, she began her walk to the back of the store where the electronics resided at. To the right of the entrance was the customer service area, where a single long counter sat. A few women stood there, taking complaints from customers. Jenny could tell they were bored with their jobs, all wearing forced smiles as they talked to the people. There was a long line of them, which made Jenny pity the workers. The walkway split into three directions after passing the customer service area.

The left path lead over to the lawn and garden area, which also passed dozens of shelves stacked with art supplies, children's toys and a various amount of paper, binders and notebooks. Straight ahead, there were even more pathways, one main path leading to the back of the store; which was where Jenny was heading, and multiple pathways branching off of it. The right path went past the As Seen on T.V section, guiding people towards the grocery portion of the store. Jenny took the straight path bypassing all of the miscellaneous things that she saw. Normally on the right side there was the clothes section for men, women and children. To the left was the pots and pans section.

Once she finally arrived in the electronics part of the store, something started to happen to her again. She felt like her stomach was being ripped apart, by some unknown sharp object. Her belly sucked in rapidly, making her grunt with discomfort. It kicked back out, over and over and over, until muscles snapped under her skin. She pulled her shirt up and watched in horror as her belly got taller and thicker. She arched to her side, coughing hard into her hands. When Jenny removed her them she noticed blood was in them. Her face instantly changed into a petrified stare. Her mouth was wide open, and lips shook. Just then, Jenny's stomach up heaved a second time, moving her entire body until more blood shot up.

"Oh God; it feels like someone is slicing my stomach wide open." Jenny gasped. She slowly worked her way away from the video games and towards the nearest bathroom. There was a line of sinks along the left side, with mirrors behind them. The right side had five stalls, all made out of a grey metal. The floors were made of darkened stone, and the walls were painted a creamy color. The ceiling had two rows of lights, all lined up, nailed to a white background. Jenny started groaning and screaming from the intense suffering that took over her.

"Ugh! Oh; Oh lord… What; what's… AAAAOOWW!" She cried out. Her face was bubbling and moving around, trying to make way for her mouth to grow. Jenny sprinted to the farthest stall, slammed the door shut and dropped to her knees painfully onto the tiled floor. She grasped both sides of the toilet seat, prepared herself and then puked all over. The toilet quickly filled with bile and blood, for what felt like forever. When the sickness subsided, Jenny wiped her forehead, ridding herself of some sweat.

When she finally got the courage to look at the toilet, she almost threw up again. There were chunks of blood just floating around in the red water, like masses of crimson ooze. "What did I just puke up?" Jenny stammered. When she attempted to lift herself up both of her legs immediately gave out, forcing her back onto the floor. Come on Jenny, you have to get the hell back home! She thought. With a grinding of her teeth, and a store of energy; Jenny pushed herself back onto her feet and laid against the cool metal door. Her hair was sticky with the sweat, which was covering her left eye. She brushed it away, and sniffed hard; wiping her nose.

After a little while, she was able to muster up enough energy to step forward and flush the toilet, watching as the bloody masses swirled around and disappeared. When Jenny was ready, she opened the stall door and walked out of the bathroom, walking with a limp because of her sore knees. She cringed, clenching her stomach with her left hand, and walked onward. "Jen… JEN?!" John finally found her. He looked so worried, and relieved at the same time. "Oh my God, what's happened to you?" Jenny shook her head in reply and only let out a small groan of discomfort. "Here, we need to get back home, let me help you."

John grabbed a hold of Jenny's arm and placed it around his neck, then helped guide her to the front of the store. While they walked, every single person stared at her, and covered their mouths. What? Do you think I have the plague or something? Jenny thought as she looked back at them. Her eyes were piercing every single soul that dared make fun of her in the state she was in. Once she was outside, she noticed that the sun was setting, and for some weird reason; dread swept over her like no other feeling ever did. Her limbs were becoming numb, as well as her fingers.

All that came across her mind now was the fact that she would soon transform. "You've been missing for six hours Jen; I thought you were kidnapped! What were you doing in the bathroom for so long?!" John yelled. He abandoned holding her arm; instead John picked her up like a baby, and ran to the car. Jenny's head rang with each word he said. "Please don't yell Dad; my head is killing me." Jenny replied. "John set her inside the car, once they got there, and couldn't help but look at her face. He noticed the dried red stain under the left side of her lip and sweat stained shirt around her armpits and chest. When he entered his side, as he started up the engine he waited and then asked the question that was tearing up at his insides.

"Were you puking up blood?" Jenny flopped her head over her left shoulder, opened her eyes apathetically and then nodded slowly. She had absolutely no energy at that point in time, and could barely even move her head the right way. The numbing feeling was already climbing up her spin. "Dear Jesus; I had no idea Jen, otherwise I would have… I'm so sorry I wasn't there!" John cried. "D-don't be Dad; it's n-not your fault." With those words being said, she mustered up one last bit of energy to stroke his arm with her right hand and then passed out. Her head dropped over to her right side now. John still felt like crap but started the ride home. He kept a close eye on the time as well as the sky because of the fact the full moon was coming.

He knew that if he didn't get her home soon, she was going to transform in public. "God knows what would happen if she had that case scenario." He wiped his face, and ran his left hand through his hair, ruffling it up a bit. When he passed the four corners and was on his way to the house, he heard a sickening; ear-splitting crack. Jenny's back arched again, followed by her head snapping backwards. John watched as her chest started to pop and barrel outwards and then shoot back into her. "My God! I need to get you strapped down somewhere." He felt so scared, not for what he saw but for how Jenny must be feeling as of now. When they finally reached their house, he sprinted over to her side, opened her door, and pulled her out in his arms, cradling her again. Her legs and upper body lay, dangling on either side of his arms. John struggled to get her to the door, as she was a lot heavier than before. He noticed the full moon starting to rise, and quickly got Jenny back inside.

John carried Jenny towards her room and set her onto her bed, while he looked for some rope or belts at least. "OWW!" Jenny screamed out. John stared back to see her flailing her arms around, with her hands shaped like claws as her bones started to grow. "I'm so sorry about this Jen." John told her. He ran towards his room and yanked open the top drawer of his dresser, pulling out a couple of belts and then got to the closet where he found some rope. "HELP ME!" Jenny yelled from her room. There was another gross crack following her pleads for help. When John got back to her room, he stumbled against the doorframe, gazing at his daughter.

She was throwing her arms around, flipping her head back and forth. Froth started forming on her lips, as well as drool, which dripped down her chin. "I'm sorry about this Jen, but I need to make sure you're safe." John stated, as he tied her feet with the belts to her bed. While he was doing this task, he could see Jenny's calves and feet growing at an alarming rate. He leapt to Jenny's hands, and started to tie them to the head of her bed. That was when they shook and snapped while growing even longer. "G-God Jenny." John stated. His eyes were filled with terror. He hated seeing his daughter in so much writhing pain. Once Jenny's hands were attached to the bed, John took a step back; wanting to look away but couldn't make himself do it.

"Oh; HELP; P-PLEASE DAD!" She screamed. Her spine arched up again, as her chest snapped out one rib at a time, until it ripped her shirt right down the middle. Her breasts grew even bigger than they were before, quickly snapping her bra clean off, covering with fur shortly there after. She looked down with such fear that it hurt John even more. Her stomach rippled, and gurgled when the muscles started to form under the skin. She grunted when each part of the six pack popped out until it fully formed. "What; M-my hands!" she yelled. They were both now on foot long; her fingers continued to grow even longer, ending with two inch finger nails.

The fur sprouted out of her now thickening arms, running straight up over her hands. Jenny flipped onto her right side, gazing at her right arm as it inflated then deflated; getting bigger with each inflation until her arm sleeve separated completely. Huge veins could be seen pulsing painfully on the surface of her arms, as the lycanthropy disease forced its way throughout Jenny's body. Her left arm followed suit, growing through the shirt, tearing out of it. No words could explain the agony that she was in, not even her continuous screaming. John backed off a few feet observing this monstrous event as it unfolded uglier by the second. The next thing to transform was Jenny's back and butt.

All along her back, Jenny's spine popped bigger and fuller with each sickening movement. Her shoulder blades grew outward, threatening to break through her skin like her arms did to her shirt earlier. Jenny grunted and groaned, trying to master the pain that swept over her so badly. Her butt started to expand, thickening with mass until her pants ripped in half, exposing it. The muscles didn't stop growing there, but continued to protrude out for another thirty seconds until her butt was now doubled in size. Jenny jerked her stomach inwards, lifting her body with her growing legs.

They shook so badly, when the bones forced themselves to get bigger. She flailed them around trying to angle them right so they wouldn't hurt so bad. No matter what direction her knees faced, her thighs would force them the other way until they eventually snapped apart from each other. Her pants became strained while it attempted to hold her legs in until it couldn't any longer. The seams gave away as her legs blew out of them. Jenny turned her head towards her dad, tears in her eyes, then screamed again while her feet burst her shoes clean off.

Watching with upmost pain, Jenny saw her feet growing at a rapid pace, becoming the size of three of her shoes put together, and four times as wide. Then her ankles swelled, ripping through the leather belts easily, allowing her to swing her legs with less restraint. The pain shot back up her legs and spine and straight into her brain. "I C-CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORREEE!" She cried out. "UGH; MY F-FACE! W-WHAT'S HAPPENING T-T-TO MY FAAACEE!" she yelled while her teeth got sharp and long. She drooled even more followed by blood spewing out of her gums while the werewolf teeth broke through.

Her head bubbled like it did before, allowing her skull to reform itself. Her jaw snapped out, making her bottom lip begin to grow away from her upper one. She watched in terror while it got longer and thicker. Her eyes clenched tightly due to her upper jaw being forced to repeat what her lower jaw did. Then Jenny's ears got pointy at the tops, becoming five inches in length. Her hair turned jet black, fusing to her back, creating a mane that down her spine. "OOWWWWW." Jenny began, ending in a loud drawn out howl. Just then her face finished growing, and both of her arms grew a tiny bit more, until the ropes tore off.

"J-Jenny; are you s-still there?" John asked, backing up towards the door. Jenny was now beginning to grow heavier, making the bed creak loudly until it snapped completely in half and she hit the floor, grasping her belly. John knew that the transformation was nearly complete and that not only he, but the rest of the town was in very serious danger right now. Suddenly a loud thunderous lightning bolt zapped the ground outside Jenny's room. The lights flickered and then shut completely off. The only source of illumination was that of the moon's rays, lit up the left half of Jenny's body, leaving the right in complete shadow. All John knew next was his daughter's right eye was flooded with veins and then the iris turned completely neon yellow.

Jenny sniffed the air, feeling John's fear just pouring off of his body. She reached her head out towards him, sniffing his entire body. Then a sneeze blew out of her, covering John's face with huge balls of snot. A low grumbling growl could be heard, escaping Jenny's lungs. Her teeth were baring, and upper lip quivered while drool dumped onto John's left shoulder. "Jen; remember that it's me okay? I'm your Dad; the one that raised you?" he said, looking deeply at her." Jenny continued growling at him, refusing to back off no matter who the person was. John knew this was going to happen so he held both hands up, looked her straight in the eye, which was were huge, and just backed away.

Please walk away Dad, I'm begging you. She thought in her head. Jenny could feel the wolfish, barbaric mind taking over her human one and at a rapid pace. She forced her hands to remain still, refusing to strike her father. The battle with herself was tough, as the lycanthropy blood urged her to kill him. "G-get out..." Jenny was able to stutter. "I-I'll leave you then, don't do anything stupid that you'll regret later." John stated, and then exited the room. Jenny slammed the door shut after him, holding her right hand on the door, which took up half of it. Her head was facing the window, taking in all of the moon's glory.

There was a tiny voice in the back of Jenny's mind, asking and pleading for her to behave. It was too small however, being quickly silenced by the more hungry and powerful voice. "NO, DO NOT LISTEN TO THE MINI MEAT! YOU THIRST FOR BLOOD; I CAN GUIDE YOU TO YOUR FIRST MEAL!" the voice rang out. "But where do I get it?" Jenny asked herself. "Get up… I will explain as we go; now GET GOING!" the voice yelled. Jenny nodded, and jumped through the window, tearing a bear sized hole in the wall. She could feel the cool air blowing through her fur, making it fly in the wind. Explaining the feeling that she had at that moment was very hard, for Jenny anyway. In her heart, spirit and mind Jenny felt so alive; so energetic and strong. Her eyes streamed with tears from the speed she had been running at.

She attempted to clock her speed by racing a car beside her but the person who was driving it screeched his tires, as he attempted to get out of the way of her. An evil grin formed on her snout, while she continued her run down the street. She passed a series of apartment buildings, houses, and stores, all of which were basked with moonlight. Jenny's mind was so focused, nothing else really mattered to her. All she wanted right then and there was blood; good old fashioned, warm blood. It had to be fresh too, not old or decayed. When Jenny finally looked up, she noticed that she was now so far away from her home that she was lost.

Instead, she was standing in the middle of a four lane highway, nearby the city. Tall skyscrapers touched the night sky, almost caressing the stars with their roofs. Straight down the road, was a series of street lights, which had two lamps; one for each side, as well as lamps set up on the outside of the road. Jenny looked down at her clawed hands, noticing that her fingers were bleeding, as were her feet. What the hell did I step on? She thought, looking around her. It was then that she noticed a blood trail behind her, and far down the road; which she could now see with her new eyesight, was a mass of a person.

It was a bum, who's stomach was torn wide open, with huge gash marks across it. Jenny trudged over to him, and then sat next to his body. The man had a face which looked like a turtle; he was overweight by at least hundred pounds or so, Jenny figured. His old red flannel shirt lay torn to shreds, as was his ripped blue jeans. He looked up into Jenny's face, wearing a face filled with overwhelming terror. Jenny pushed her snout over towards him with her snout, to make sure he was still alive. "No; Get a-away from me!" the old man yelled in a raspy voice. His double chin wobbled in tune with his sobbing. He had both hands over his face, as he tried to hide himself from the monstrosity that was Jenny. Above her, the full moon settled behind some clouds and for a little while her mind was normal again.

She could think rationally and began to question how she got to this area in the first place. Who was this old man? Why did she have a small urge to eat him? "GET AWAY!" the old man yelled. He tried to pull himself away from her, with his torn arms and got a few feet distance between them. Yes, drag yourself away before the moon comes back. The full moon decided it was going to re-emerge from its hiding spot, casting its spotlight on top of Jenny. She instantly felt her brain beginning to warp back to the former animalistic state it was in prior to this situation. She no longer held herself back but began to walk after the older man.

"You have to listen to me; please don't kill me!" he cried out. Jenny didn't hear any pleading; instead she heard cries of enjoyment billowing from his lips. She was nearly there, closing in on him. He kept pulling himself away with his arms; however Jenny was quicker than him. She was now hovering over his face, breathing hot air onto him, and slobbering. Her jaw opened like a bear trap, causing spit to drain off of all her teeth. Just when she went to take a chunk out of the man, the moon went away again. She shook her head hard, and then looked at him again. Why did I want to kill him again? Jenny thought.

Jenny just wanted to go home now. It wasn't her, she didn't like to hurt people. Again, she went to back off from him when the moon popped out one last time. Her head shook while she tried to fight the wolfish blood off; failing to do so. Everything happened so fast, that she forgot how it happened. Within seconds she was tearing into the old man's chest, and ripping it wide open.

None of his cries of pain would stop Jenny from biting into his arteries and feeling the blood gush down her throat. The adrenaline-like feeling came back, while his tendons snapped and popped in her mouth. She slurped it up like spaghetti and felt the man's heart pop. Once it was down in her stomach, she felt so satisfied that she had no other reason to rampage the city. Her wolf spirit was satiated and appeased so it let her walk slowly back to her house. Jenny was up on her back feet, dragging her arms behind her while she walked. Her head peaked over the street lights by a foot.

After minutes of walking, Jenny was back in the deserted streets that lead to her home, when a piercing sound broke the silence around her. Bats fluttered into the air, screeching at the top of their lungs. The noise was that of a gun, and the next thing Jenny felt was a sharp object sticking her in the back of the neck. She turned around; her eyes were a bit fuzzy, as a frail figure walked away from her. "I'm sorry Jennifer, but it's for your own good." the voice said. Jenny's brain began to fog, and her eyes blurred even more. She felt light headed, and sleepy as time wore on. Then just like a light she was out, laying on the concrete sidewalk, snoring loudly. She never knew what came of her next, other than being put to sleep. In her mind she was not there, but back outside running. Sprinting at the speed of a car, where she felt good; where she felt at home.