Sandra woke up several hours later to discover her mate was not by her side, In fact she sensed he was several miles away deep in the forest. Sighing unhappily she guessed He was just not the bed type. Perhaps if she made a small shed or something halfway between the house and the forest she could persuade him to let her stay near Felicity. Or visitations perhaps ah well she thought, they would work something out. Stretching out on her bed she sauntered over to the window to see where the sun was. To her shock the garden was bathed in the faint worn out orange glow of the afternoon. She had slept half the day away!
Perhaps she was adjusting to the more nocturnal lifestyle of the werewolf she mused thoughtfully and went downstairs to find her daughter.
"Afternoon Mom."
Felicity stated brightly as her Mother entered the room.
"How are you feeling?"
She asked with a hint of concern for the metamorphic change her Mom was undertaking.
"Hmm Oh, Like a new woman."
Sandra replied smiling faintly looking out of the window.
"He went back into the woods, I don't think he likes houses much."
Felicity said as if reading her mothers mind.
"Oh yes I know."
Sandra said still looking out of the window.
"Maybe he was born a werewolf, he doesn't seem at home among humans."
Felicity again tried to get a conversation started.
"Yes, that makes sense."
Sandra said, she turned back to Felicity her new light blue eyes glimmering with Motherly love.
"Tell me darling, did he take you? I'm afraid I was asleep and didn't hear anything"
She said knowing the answer already, The air was heavy with the smell of recent sex. Felicity looked away blushing slightly.
"Mom....Well... yes, yes he did."
She replied softly hoping against hope her mother wouldn't be angry with her. Sandra smiled warmly at her daughter.
"Don't be upset dear, I knew exactly what was going to happen when I left the room. He had already pleased me so I saw no harm in letting you borrow him for awhile."
She said looking to her daughter.
"I hope he made you happy."
She continued. Felicity turned back to face her Mothers smile.
"Yes he did. Very happy as a matter of fact...Err.."
Felicity paused mid sentence to contemplate her next question.
"Will you? I Mean...tonight, its a full moon.."
She blurted out again looking away.
Sandra wished she was already out there among the long forlorn trees. Running in the wind, leaves and twigs crunching underfoot. She sighed at the thought.
"I don't know, perhaps. But just in case I will be outside when the moon rises. I Don't know what will happen when I change.."
She replied turning back to the darkening garden. Her mate had also sensed the returning moon and was moving quite quickly back to the house. She wondered if he was there to help her through the change or just to satisfy his primeval urges. She chuckled to herself, either way it really didn't matter to her. The moon would become visible in the sky very soon, Sandra thought about weather it mattered if it was night or not or if the change would come just as quickly at dusk. She reached a decision.
"He's coming back now, I can feel him. I'm going to the garden."
She said to Felicity before heading out of the screen door and down to the edge of the woods where the now filthy blanket lay. Sitting down on it she stretched out her long athletic legs, leaned back and admired her now youthful curvy body. Presently she heard the soft footsteps of a bipedal creature emerging from the forest. She turned and smiled at her approaching mate.
He sat down next to her and waited, She had given into the infection so quickly and willingly she was already undergoing the final transformation. He was worried, the first time it happened to humans it was incredibly painful, it got easier over time but this was his new mates initial metamorphosis and it was going to hurt her. He wanted to be there to help her through it, he missed the companionship of a life-mate.
The hunting, feasting, sleeping together was mostly why his race sort out social companionship. He grunted as he felt the familiar call of the moon begin to affect his state. Leaning forward onto all fours he closed his eyes and allowed the shift of his body to begin. His hair lengthened and sprouted all over his body thick hatches appearing over his thighs and back. He opened his jaws and snarled as his teeth ripped through his gums elongating and sharpening. His hands trembled as bones shifted underneath the skin transforming into paws, his fingernails lengthened and harden turning into vicious claws.
The final phase was upon him quickly as his facial features shifted into a wolflike form, his jaw growing in size to a more doglike structure and finally his ears sprouting upwards into the canine shape. Leaning back on his hunches he howled loudly at the rising moon. His body now a magnificent looking brown wolf. Turning to his mate he whimpered in concern as she was already thrashing around in pain on the blanket.
Sandra screamed in pain, it felt like a thousand needles were pushing through her skin at the same time someone was taking a sledgehammer to her ribs and hands. Curling up into a ball she moaned in agony as the thick bristles of werewolf hair grew all over her skin. Blood began to trickle out of her ears as they began to reform themselves. Screaming again and contusing in crippling pain she rolled around on the white stained blanket.
Her mate was licking the wounds on her body as the thatches of werewolf hair quickly created sores all over herself. She was grateful for the support, although it didn't help the pain she was thankful she had someone to help her through this. Falling forward onto all fours she let loose a deep animal scream as her jaws and nose formed together and branched out forwards becoming a muzzle.
Groaning loudly in agony she watched her hands shift painfully into her new paws, blood gushed from the edges of her fingernails as they transformed into powerful claws. At last the transformation was complete and she fell forward onto her face, panting and whining heavily. His muzzle connected with hers softly as he nuzzled her to her feet. Licking her face lovingly her mate leaned back and howled happily that his companion was through the worst of it.
Shakily getting onto all fours, she experimentally tried walking forward in her new quadruped form. It seemed to come naturally to her, shaking her tail happily she rounded on her mate and pounced playfully onto him swatting his torso with her paws. He yelped and she sensed a feeling of relief and happiness emanate from him. He trotted off towards the forest, turning his head he barked an inquiry for her to follow. She paused and looked longingly towards the house. Turning around to face her he spoke in wolf a language he was more comfortable with and one she could now understand.
"You wish to stay nearby here and continue your relationship with your cub?"
He barked at her tipping his head on its side.
"I would like to say goodbye but I wish to run free like you also I would like to return here every so often to visit her and see how she is doing."
She yelped a reply happily. He nodded in response it seemed a fair compromise and he was asking her to give up a lot for him. Besides he often liked to hunt in this area anyway. He sat down and stretched his paws out in front of him waiting for her to complete her farewell.
Sandra turned away from her mate and bounded up the garden through the open screen door to the comfy environment of the living room where Felicity had been watching her change with extreme concern. Sandra leapt up onto her daughter placing her paws on each of Felicity's shoulders. Licking her face a little a leaping back down Sandra wagged her tail excitedly and hoped her daughter was really o.k with this new arrangement.
Felicity was a little confused when her Mother returned as a werewolf and greeted her with love and affection. She had watched her mothers transformation with trepidation and concern. Hearing the screams of pain she had debated weather or not to run down and help. Felicity had decided against that course of action when she saw the male was already licking and nuzzling her mother through the change. Well at least he was loving she had thought. Also all the legends about Werewolves described them as bloodthirsty monsters with no mercy or remorse.
But now she could see Sandra remembered who she was and who her daughter was. Felicity sighed happily knowing everything was going to be fine. She hoped her Mother would return soon and see her again, a small lustful part of her that had been suppressed for many years also hoped she would bring her man with her. With that she leaned down and petted her mother, stroking her long brown coat with affection she whispered.
"It's o.k Mom go and have your freedom, we'll see each other again soon."