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How does it feel to change? Fucking amazing. There's no pain or discomfort as my skinny male body is overtaken by the thick womanly creature I become. The moonlight on my skin, my lips thickening, my hair growing long and thick. It's so good...  I do love it when I feel the lips of my new pussy open for the first time, but my favourite bit has always been the breasts. Oh, I know you like them too by how much attention you gave them. But when I feel them swell, fatten up, strain my clothes and then pop my shirt apart it feels like I'm emerging from that boring boy to become this sexy, mature woman.  That's very sweet of you to say. I do consider myself a MILF. I wonder if you'll be one too? Haha, what did you think was going to happen if you fucked a werewoman on a full moon? Come and see me tomorrow night and we'll change together...

Just after midnight, Kyra let herself into my room with my spare key card and lay down on the bed beside me. She kissed me gently and I pulled her close for a hug. "Have you been back long, baby?" she asked. "About an hour. I had quite a night," I replied. "How was yours?" "Amazing... I'll tell you all about it, but I want to hear your story first." I sat up in bed. "A great way to pick up guys is in the gym, so I put on some leggings, a sports bra and a crop top and went down. Here, I took a selfie for you." "Jesus Marina, you're all curves!" "I know. And it was totally inadequate for working out. I bounced all over the place! But it did the job - a couple of guys were exercising too and they could not take their eyes off me. I went into the changing rooms, came out in a swimsuit and made sure they saw me going into the sauna. "They were in there with me within five minutes. "I made it clear what I was ...

With each full moon Martin becomes Marina, a sexually ravenous werewoman with the power to pass her curse along. For years he has fought this other self, but has now come around and made peace with his dual life. We join Marina as she decides whether to bite her current lover and change him too... With the taste of Dan's cum still in my mouth, I realised I could not contain my hunger for his masculinity, or essence. Or maybe his soul. I decided to drink and be damned... Maybe this meant I was evil. I was taking something without consent, perhaps even destroying him as a man. If the strange spirits who had spoken to me were to be believed, I could change him permanently into a woman, or a woman with a dick. No argument I could make with myself could dissuade me from drinking. The solitary fang began to extrude from the soft flesh below my tongue. I curled my tongue back, and lowered my head to the base of Dan's cock. Where the base of his dick met the top of his scrotum, my fang...

Thursday 27th It's been so long, happened so many times that I know now not to fight her when she arrives. I've learned tricks to ease the handover, and mostly she reciprocates. Scratching each others backs, maybe. We make it easy on each other now and it's for the best... But I hate it. Twenty years, twelve or thirteen full moons a year. Quick maths says tonight is something around my 250th transformation... Crazy to think I've been living with this so long. I fought it so hard at first. For years I just couldn't let her exist without a scrap. I'd lock myself away, chain myself up. I'd travel to the middle of nowhere so she wouldn't have a chance to spread. None of it worked, not really. There's no asserting myself against whatever this is. It's who we are, who I am, for better or worse. We're better off the way we do things now. I've learned to read lunar calendars so I can arrange my life. Days off work, or working from home, that kind...

When she started flirting with me at the bar, I was astounded and flattered. Though she was my age, Milena's flirty, vivacious demeanor and incredible body made her the target of every horny creep who walked in to the place. I had been a regular for a while, and we had chatted a few times, but nothing like this! I teased her about it and she told me it was the full moon getting her in the mood. The truth is that Milena's body was one of the reasons I kept going back there. She was the most incredibly busty woman I had ever seen. Her breasts were heavy, rounded, firm and clearly natural from the way they shook and swung. Each one was larger than her head, easily. The rest of her was cute too - an open, smiling face with a button nose, gorgeous dark brown hair, trim legs with sweetly thick thighs, and a narrow waist. She wore her age well, exuding a mature confidence in her appearance that just added to her appeal. On top of that was her European accent - she sounded stern and su...

Ever since he reached puberty, Tim's family curse had transformed him into a woman every full moon. Every change was different - sometimes he'd be tall, elegant and mature. Sometimes he's be a twenty year old sex bomb. He'd become Japanese, a latina, a dark skinned African woman - almost every race, age and body type. He found ways to enjoy them all, especially as the transformation induced a ravenous sexual appetite. But nothing gave him more satisfaction than becoming a large breasted woman. The feeling of big, heavy hangers stretching his skin as he changed was intoxicating. Even better was the sensation of his own tits slapping him in the face during a hard fuck...

  For each night and day that the moon was full, David endured his family curse - all the men became beautiful, horny young women. Even at the age of sixty, the lines and pounds would fade from his body as his skin tightened, became tanned, and his hair grew long. A second personality emerged during the agonising moments in which his genitals crumpled and reformed. She was passionate, capricious, demanding, overwhelming. By the time full, proud breasts were emerging, Lillian was in control. And Lillian only wanted one thing - fortunately she had everything she needed to get it.