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This story is a little different from mt usual one, and while it will have some TG it will likely branch into werewolves and pure evil.....it will be horror so anyone who doesn't like that form should be warned...... Unless Darkness Falls Marcus Klines frowned as he exited the gym after a close loss. He'd been horrible in the game before dozens of college recruiters. Basketball had been his life forever....now it was slipping away....just like everything else in his life. "God! Help me!", a woman screamed as he walked past the woods to his house. Marcus frowned, any girl out this late was probably not a saint.....but he couldn't just ignore her.....his mother would never forgive him such a sin. He charged through the brush, hearing more screams and then he heard it...... "AWOOOOOO!", a bestial howl went up as the woman's screams ended. Marcus stopped cold, fear making his feet heavy as lead. That had not been a wolf.....no animal could make that noise......no animal that he knew of. His mind reeled, the woman could be dying even as he stood rooted to the spot. Or perhaps she was already dead....and it was at least partially his fault. "GROWWL!", a roar erupted as a nightmare made flesh erupted through the trees before him. He fell back in shock as it slashed towards him, ripping a chunk out of his arm. Terror made his mind sharp, a gift his mother had always been quick to point would save him some day. He saw that this creature was man-sized....and so there was one point he could try. Marcus struggled as the creature slammed him to the ground, the impact momentarily stunning him despite his tall, muscular form. He looked up into the face of a wolf......and a man. The creature's fangs dripped saliva onto him even as he brought up his knee...into the beast's groin. He saw the werewolf's eyes widen in shock and pain then roll off for a moment. Marcus had no illusions of fighting the beast, despite his strength he'd be ripped apart, even now he was bleeding badly from his arm. He tripped over something as he fled and fell hard to the dirt. "Oh....oh shit!", he screamed as he saw a woman's dead eyes staring at him. She was chubby and not overly attractive....and very, very dead. This must have been the woman who'd screamed for help. "What the fuck!?", he gasped upon seeing the uniform she wore...that of a sheriff's deputy. The uniform fit her badly, from the spots that the creature hadn't slashed through...in fact the body was surpisingly undamaged.....the werewolf had been very efficient in killing her...a slash through the jugular was the only mark he saw upon her capable of killing so quickly. "GROWLLL!", the beast roared as it caught his scent again. It would be here in seconds...and this time it wouldn't wait to kill him. He grabbed the woman's badge and gun then ran as swiftly as he still could, ignoring the numbing cold spreading throughout him. He was close to the road now, he could hear the diesels easily. Then he saw the beast, perhaps a hundred yards away and closing, running so quickly he'd never make it the few yards he needed. Then he remembered the gun.....only silver could kill movie werewolves.....maybe in reality that wasn't true. He aimed it shakily with his good arm and fired. The beast caught a slug in the shoulder and fell for a moment....then rose. Their eyes locked for a moment.....and he could see human intelligence there......an evil, malicious gleam in the eyes of this killing machine. He fired again, missing as he ran, his aim thrown well off. He cleared the last trees and was on the road....the asphalt slapping beneath his feet....only there were no cars! "SNARL!", the werewolf roared as it broke though the trees. He raised the gun again only to see the creature's claws slash over his hand. The pain made him drop the gun, it's metal clattering upon the asphalt. The beast grabbed him in arms that seemed to possess the strength of twenty men. The jaws loomed before him.....but didn't bite....yet. Marcus felt another sensation as the beast held him....almost as if he were changing. His entire body seemed aflame with pain now and he screamed....in a voice that while still male seemed higher. As he sagged a horn blared as a diesel rounded the turn behind them. Startled the creature dropped him aside.....just as it was slammed into by the massive machine. Marcus watched from the shoulder as the werewolf was hurtled through the air to land with a sickening thud on the road. Then......it rose.....very slowly....he could see it's arm hanging uselessly, and the leg that seemed mangled. Blood poured from dozens of wounds.....but the beast lived. He saw it glare at him for a moment then limp into the forest as the truck driver leaped out of his rig. "Jesus Christ buddy!", the man cried as he saw Marcus lying wounded along the road. "Get me out of here!", Marcus howled, his voice still seeming wrong. The man picked him up and carried him to the rig, depositing him in the passenger's seat. He looked at Marcus for a moment, noticing how baggy the black man's clothes seemed. "What WAS that thing I hit!?", the truck driver asked while starting the rig. "You don't want to know....I have to get to the sheriff....I got this off a deputy that thing killed.", he held out the badge. The driver saw the man's long nails and frowned, then he took the badge and his eyes widened. "Officer Parsons! I know Jimmy!", he gasped. Marcus frowned, "Jimmy? This was a woman, plump....late thirties.....", he managed. The man frowned, "Jimmy Parsons was thirty nine and chubby....but ain't know way he'd ever be confused with a woman!", the man snorted. "Maybe it wasn't him....but she was in his uniform then....and this woman had big breasts to match her belly.", he said firmly. "I passed Jimmy's squad car back there a ways...maybe he was gettin' laid in the woods....then that wolf got him....he was a good man...if he's dead.", the man seemed suspicious. Marcus could feel his grip on consciousness weakening from the loss of blood but he wanted to stay awake....in case the creature somehow found him...in the darkness he'd never feel safe again. part 2 Marcus woke as the man shook him. He knew that he'd been altered somewhat by the werewolf but now he could see the lust in the leering driver's eyes. Marcus looked down into his large breasts and then saw the new sex of his body...why were his clothes gone!? Then he saw the driver begin to change...into the beast! He screamed...a woman's scream...as the beast's erection brushed against her groin. "Buddy, wake up.....what the hell!?", the driver screamed...snapping Marcus out of the nightmare. Marcus groaned and immediately looked down....no breasts...it had all been a dream...well at least the part of moments ago. The attack earlier in the night had been very real. "Sorry....guess I'm still shook up.", he managed. The driver smiled, "Hey buddy I understand, I'd be traumatized too if that reject from a horror movie had attacked me!". Marcus noticed that his body had begun to resume it's normal appearance. Whatever the wolf had done to him to make him shrink in size and weight seemed to be fading...and his nails and body hair were going back to normal. "You okay?", the chesty driver cooed as she stripped off her shirt, revealing her fine breasts..... Marcus shook his head in wonder.....he was beginning to see things now! He'd actually seen the driver for a moment as...as a blonde with breast like something out of Playboy! "I'm.....I'm fine...", Marcus lied...whatever the beast had done to him was driving him mad it seemed. The truck driver's appearance didn't change to Marcus again as they reached the hospital.....and for a brief moment Marcus thought he'd dreamt it all.....until he woke staring at a group of naked women, all panting lustily for him....all gorgeous and smiling. Then that vision cleared and he saw a male doctor and three deputies hovering above him. "Marcus Klines?", a burly blonde man asked. Marcus squeezed his eyes shut to clear away his delusions then answered weakly, "Y....yes.". "I'm Deputy Gerald Lowens, we're here about the murder you witnessed last night.", the man seemed a bit jumpy Marcus noticed. "I didn't actually see the werewolf kill her.....I just arrived as I ran from it myself.", he explained. "A werewolf?", one of the other deputies scoffed. The doctor frowned, "The claws marks torn in Mr. Klines' skin is consistent with those of a wolf.....and we have some form of animal blood on that truck driver's vehicle. What concerns me is the blood work we have for the Jane Doe. It....it matches that of your missing deputy.", he seemed stunned himself. Lowens turned with a frown, "What exactly does that mean?". "We've taken fingerprints, dental records.....and I'm telling you that the woman you found in the forest IS Jimmy Parsons.", the doctor said in disbelief. "You're nuts!", the second deputy snapped. Marcus managed to rise slightly, "I.....I don't doubt him. That creature grabbed me and it...changed me briefly. I'm still seeing things.". "That could be the trauma Mr. Klines, we've informed your mother and she's on her way...in the meanwhile get some rest. The deputies will be hunting that creature throughout the rest of the night.", the doctor said. "No....you can't, it's too powerful...even injured it might kill you!", Marcus said. Lowens frowned, "Then I'll make sure to load up some silver bullets.", he said in a half-snarl. After the deputies left Marcus fell asleep. He woke to see the moon still up....and himself now a buxom woman! He hit the call button but the door splintered and in raced the werewolf, the middle-aged woman that had been the doctor hanging from one claw. It grabbed Marcus and slammed him down, the sensation of his bouncing breasts reinforcing his terror....this was no dream! As the creature slipped into his new sex he screamed........and woke. Marcus sobbed as he realized the nightmare was only that...a dream. But it seemed so real.....everything seemed so genuine...he could FEEL the weight of his breasts in the nightmare.....what was happening....was he going insane. "No kid, you're not insane.", a woman sighed as she smoked her cigarette at the foot of his bed. "What!? Who are you!?", he snapped in fear. The woman clicked on the lights and Marcus gasped....she was gorgeous! "Don't stare at the breasts...please.", the woman groaned as his eyes darted to her D-cup chest. "Sorry....who are you...how'd you get into my room!?", he growled in fear and rage. "Like this.", she smiled while her eyes....her eyes suddenly caught Marcus' and he froze. "Snap out of it kid!", she laughed, breaking his trance. "Who....what are you?", Marcus gasped. "Let's just say I'm aware of the supernatural....and dabble from time to time. That creature you met in the forest was once someone important to me, I've finally tracked it down...and now I can end this.", she sighed. "Was it your husband?", Marcus asked. She smiled, "No.....a friend. Enough talk for now Marcus....I'll be watching over you......because the beast will not forget you......it will come......and I'll be waiting.", she said in a cold voice. Marcus watched her leave and stared into the darkness outside his window...somewhere.....the beast was lurking......wanting him dead. Marcus left the lights on as he laid in bed, sleep was not an option he cared for, he'd seen enough darkness for two lifetimes. part 3 A Shift In Perspective--- Sheriff Maxwell Walton looked into the night as his men crowded around him. All ten of his deputies and some of the local police force were with him, armed to the teeth and wanting pay back for Jimmy's death. Walton had seen the black kid....what was his name....Marcus Klines....that was it. The kid had been attacked by some....thing. While escaping he'd stumbled across a fat woman in a deputy's uniform....and there were no women on Walton's staff. He threw his cigarette down and stamped it out while images flashed in his head. He'd known that the obese woman they'd found dead was Jimmy as soon as he'd seen the body. Despite the change in sex the man's face hadn't changed much. But that left the question.....how? What could turn a man into a woman....what would want to!? He shook his head in frustration....he should have combed these woods months ago. "They found Jimmy not far from where we found that black girl last year.", Deputy Williams mused while looking into the night. "I know.", Walton sighed, "We don't have time for speculation though....everyone ready?", he asked while checking the bullets in his gun.....silver. "Sheriff, you can't seriously think that killer is some sort of werewolf?", one of the city cops asked with a frown. "Listen rookie, one of my best friends was killed after he'd been turned into a woman! I'd believe in just about anything after seeing Jimmy's body!", he snapped. Sergeant Ben Owens led the enraged sheriff away, "Calm down Max, I know Jimmy was your friend....but we need you calm and steady, you know these woods better than anyone.". Walton frowned and then clapped the bigger man on the shoulder, "Thanks Ben, sorry about that outburst....I still can't believe some of this...let's go.", he said while leading a team into the woods. The creature sat still atop a hill some distance away listening to the conversation taking place below, these humans were hunting him.....that much his bestial mind understood. He was beginning to feel weaker, the change would soon be upon him without another male victim....another human. He saw the dozen humans below and a wide grin played across his face, they would serve as his prey tonight.....then he could find the one touched by his power. No ma.....no human deserved his power, and although the boy might soon become empowered for now he was merely seeing visions. Within the next day or so the youngster would begin to transform....not physically yet but in terms of power.....the visions would be replaced by bursts of gender-draining from any man nearby. But after a few drains the human would become almost identical to him. He frowned, these humans were keeping him from his prey! Once the human drained his first male victim it would be too late to stop the process. The creature loped easily through the brush, glorying in it's speed and agility.....abilities it would not allow itself to lose. Hospital---- Marcus got up in the night feeling hungry.....but it was a hunger he'd never felt before. He clicked on the light next to his bed and then just stared wordlessly at the hand that he'd used to perform that function......it was slimmer....and the nails were long....no hair on it....what was happening!? He looked down and saw two small mounds pushing his hospital smock out, and he could feel his suddenly sensitive nipples against the fabric. He sighed, this must be another of the nightmare's that he'd suffered since the attack.....but why was HE so different in this dream. In all his dreams since the attack he'd had nightmare's about becoming a sexual bombshell with huge breasts....his fantasy woman so to speak.....now in this one he was female....a questing hand had confirmed that......but almost plain in looks...and tall! He'd been small and busty in all the nightmares....now he was about six foot two, and while not fat he wasn't a model either. "Reality never quite equals fantasy, does it Marcus?", the woman that had been in his room earlier sighed. "Reality....no, this has got to be a dream...", Marcus said in a slightly higher voice than his usual male tenor. "I'm afraid not kid, take off the smock...those boobs are real. I knew this would happen.", the woman groaned while lighting a cigarette. Marcus pulled the smock of and squeezed his small breasts.....feeling the soft, pliant skin in his smooth palms. He looked down between his long, smooth legs and just stared fearfully at the lips of his vagina.....just visible through the thatch of pubic hair. He inserted a finger and gasped in pleasure....then his eyes widened in shock. "Holy shit!! This.....this is all real, the creature did this to me!?", he babbled. The deputy outside the door raced in upon hearing the yelling...and stopped at the sight of a naked black woman standing beside the bed. She wasn't gorgeous or anything but she wasn't ugly either and he grew aroused looking at her.....until his own penis began to shrink! Marcus stopped feeling over himself upon seeing the deputy walk in....then saw that the man was changing, very rapidly it seemed, into a woman! Deputy Harry Nelson had never been very large, now he was even smaller....and.....female! His hands found small breasts and he grabbed for his groin.....only to come away empty! He passed out as the shock overwhelmed his mind. Marcus stared at the woman that had been the deputy, like himself she wasn't a stunner...but something drew him to her.....some need. He could feel a lust inside of himself, a lust that was shaping his newly female body. His teeth were changing, becoming more pointed....and his hands were turning into claws. "Marcus!", the strange woman that had been his "advisor" snapped while pulling a shotgun from her back. "What!?", Marcus roared back, then stopped as he heard the roar of his own voice.....a growl not human in it's origins. "Now you see why I sought you out.", she said while lowering the gun, "You're infected with the evil of the beast.....it's changed your sex.....now you feel the same need she did.". "She? Who?", Marcus asked while seeing his form change back to the female he'd become. "My wife.", the woman sighed, "You see that beast, that abomination that attacked you was once my wife.", the woman said while sitting. "Then you were.....", Marcus started in wonder. "I told you I understood what was happening to you kid, it happened to me a long time ago.", she said while throwing her cigarette into an ashtray. "But you don't look much older than me.", Marcus pointed out. "I've been around a long time like this Marcus.....so has the creature.", the woman said while pulling a small amulet from her pocket. "Wear this, it'll dull the gender-draining so that you won't change anyone else.....as long as you wear it.", she cautioned. Marcus caught the amulet and put in on, then felt the overwhelming need he'd suffered vanish. It was like someone had flipped a switch. "Sit down kid and I'll tell you the whole story, we'll have all night to wait for it.", the woman said while drawing the curtains and placing the unconscious woman that had been the deputy in a chair. She sighed as she saw the moon shining brightly, somewhere out there a person she'd once loved more than life was lurking......a person she'd have to kill. Part 4 Marcus sat in rapt attention as the woman he'd come to believe started her tale. He had no choice but to trust her now, that beast would come for him....he could feel it. And only by killing the beast could he regain his manhood......or he could drain male energy and become like the wolf-creature. "This all started in the late 18th century, just after the Revolutionary War.", the strange woman sighed while stamping out her cigar. I was a sergeant in the army and my wife Rachel had just lost our first child in the last months of the war. I tried to console her with my love and attention...but something died in her with that unborn child. She grew cold, hateful of men in general. While she still professed her love for me it was obvious that she no longer actually felt as I did for her.", she mused. Marcus looked into the sky at the moon, something had struck her, a feeling from the night. The woman frowned, "She's out there right now Marcus. That's what you feel, she's draining someone as we speak.", the woman said with a groan. Marcus shook his head, still annoyed by the longer hair that flapped about his female face. He looked at this strange advisor and frowned, "Do you have a name or should I continue to think you a mystery?". She smirked, "Joseph was the name I went by long ago, I now go by the name Josephine.....just call me Josie. Now back to my tale....don't worry, the beast will find us....she always does.". In the forest some miles away Sheriff Maxwell Walton heard a shrill female scream from nearby. He raced in that direction and burst into a clearing....and saw a sight that chilled him to the bone. The werewolf, the beast, was very real and held a bleeding woman with one claw, another woman was backing away in horror at her new sex and the nightmare responsible for it. "How many you son of a bitch...how many have you killed!?", Max howled while firing. The creature assumed that this human was like the rest, so scared by the possible death he faced that he would fire wildly. But the first bullet struck true, splattering through the beast's right eye in a spray of blood. The creature howled in agony, knowing that even silver bullets wouldn't kill it.....unless they hit vital areas. The bullet must have barely missed it's brain it reasoned. Half-blinded the beast roared and turned to the sheriff, who stood his ground bravely. Maxwell Walton fired again, and again.....hitting the beast in the chest, in the legs, in the neck. He could see the blood pouring from the beast's wounds.....but already the damage to the creature's eye was healing. He started to fire again but the beast grabbed him, knocking the gun from his grip and picking him up like a straw dummy. On the ground Sergeant Ben Owens was still in shock. He was alive, and unharmed remarkably, but he was also....a woman. Ben had always wanted his women buxom and weak, now he was anything but a petite beauty. He'd only lost a few inches off his six foot six frame and other than the somewhat large breasts rising constantly in his field of vision he could have passed for male still. He'd heard the gunshots but only now was he able to actually take in his surroundings. He saw the rookie cop lying next to him, now a lovely young woman and only barely alive....then he saw Max.....already the beast was on the sheriff...it would be over in moments. Maxwell Walton spit in the bleeding face of the werewolf as he began to change. His skin seemed to burn and the agony of his warping muscles and bones made him scream, a female shriek not unlike the one he'd heard from the other victims. Back at the hospital Marcus could feel the changes, even from such a long distance. Only the amulet around his neck kept him from joining the beast in slaying men by the dozens. Josephine frowned, "I know Marcus, I can feel the death Rachel is causing even now. She's likely already killed half-a dozen of the deputies.". Marcus frowned, "How did she come to be that.....thing?". The woman looked hard at the coffee-skinned female Marcus then sighed, "It was my fault. I took her to the country in hopes of saving our love....little did I know that Rachel only wanted to use it as a way to gain power. She's heard rumors of a book of dark magic, a tome devoted to pure evil....and she desired it. I unwittingly helped her acquire it on that trip and was amazed at the change in her personality. She became almost pleasant again....and then the murders started.". "She turned into the creature I assume.", Marcus mused in the strange soprano he was still adjusting to having. "No.....she needed many things for that spell.....unspeakable things......human blood.....parts.....it's not something I care to repeat. The spell was a form of the one supposedly used by Native gods to create the legendary Wendigo. The Wendigo was created as punishment for a mortal man who ate of the flesh of other humans. The gods made of that cannibal a human-like beast of great power. Rachel used this spell.....only to retain her power....the form of the wolf-creature she wanted....she needed to drain the male energy of a man...and then kill him.", Josephine mused. "So by NOT killing me.....", Marcus started in realization. "She inadvertently gave you a portion of her own power....and the means for me to kill her.", the hunter said with cold eyes. "She's your wife....can you....can you do it?", Marcus seemed stunned. Josephine pulled a pistol and popped the clip, "Dum dum bullets. They splatter on impact unlike normal bullets. The beast heals so fast that you need a bigger wound. As for the love I once felt for Rachel......that died the day she became the creature she now is. I've seen her kill thousands in the last two centuries....husbands, sons, lovers.....friends.", she wiped a tear away after the last. "How will my power help you kill her?", Marcus asked. "Hold out your hand.", the hunter commanded. Marcus extended the long-nailed woman's hand that he now possessed. He gasped when she cut the palm with her knife, causing blood to fall onto the sheets. The hunter pulled a vial and let it fill with the crimson blood then stoppered it and muttered a word while pressing an herb to the wound. "The....the wound is gone!?", Marcus gasped. "I told you I knew some magic. I've had to learn considering what I've dealt with. Your blood is of hers......I'll coat my bullets in it......and she won't heal. Now we wait for her to come to us.....I know she will.", Josephine sighed. Maxwell Walton struggled as the beast held him....now her painfully by the neck. Maxwell knew the creature was playing with him....it could have broken his neck by now but for some reason chose not to. It wanted the pleasure of looking into his eyes as it ripped his throat out it seemed. "You'll.....learn now.", the beast rasped, it's voice rough from disuse. It ripped open the sheriff's shirt, causing his breasts to be revealed. The cold air hit the sheriff's chest and his nipples hardened even as the horror of what was to come hit him. The beast ripped off his pants, revealing the somewhat chubby thighs and.....the vagina. Max couldn't believe the feelings of the air on his altered body, he'd apparently become a slightly chubby forty-year old woman and as the beast's massive erection was revealed he screamed. The gunshot that followed caught both of them by surprise, Maxwell's at the unexpected savior when he'd assumed his men to be dead....and the creature's at the feeling of having it's spine blasted in half. The beast yelped in pain and fell limply into the dirt, howling in agony and yet unable to do anything....anything except twitch. Maxwell gasped at the woman that had saved him, even though he'd become a decent-looking Amazon with pretty big tits there was no doubt that Ben Owens stood before him. "Kill it!", Maxwell shrieked while scrambling up. Ben pulled the trigger while holding the gun to the beast's head......and heard only a click. She opened the revolver and then looked up at Max. "It's empty......you had more bullets right?", she asked. Maxwell saw her shredded male clothing and frowned, "It's gone....during the struggle I lost them. Let's get out of here while it's incapacitated.", she urged. "We've got to get the kid.", Ben mused while racing to the voluptuous blonde that the rookie cop Kurt had become. Between the two of them they carried the bleeding woman to their truck, and Maxwell floored it. "AWROOO!", a howl roared behind them from the woods. "It's......it's already healed.", Ben gasped. "Let's get to the hospital, I'm not sure this kid is gonna make it. How are you holding up Ben?", the sheriff asked. Ben cupped his sizable breasts, "I'm still running on momentum Max......when I realize that this is permanent.....I don't know. Marcy isn't gonna like being married to an Amazon.", he grumbled. "We're alive buddy. Even if we're women...we're alive.", he sighed while racing towards the hospital. Part 5 Maxwell Walton screech his car to a halt in front of the emergency room. Ben had already carried the buxom blonde rookie to a waiting stretcher, her wounds so severe that the doctors wasted no time in racing her into surgery. Max watched all this then became aware that a man was......watching him. He looked down with a frown, the jacket was all she had to wear, and it didn't cover much. Her somewhat chubby legs were revealed, as was a glimpse of her buttocks. She glared at the man, almost daring him to say something...and was relieved when the man turned and walked off. Ben walked up, her impressive breasts all but revealed by her too small shirt. She sighed, "They think the kid will make it, but it'll be months before he's able to even go home, much less return to the force.". Max frowned, "I'm not sure any of us can return to the force.". Ben looked down into her own cleavage, with her tall frame and muscular arms and legs she could have passed for male.......except for the big boobs. "That doesn't sound like you. Listen we don't have time for this....we've got to get to that Klines kid. Now that we know he's....she's telling the truth...well maybe she can help us.", Ben sighed. "Oh GOD! Max!?", a woman gasped at the female sheriff. Maxwell Walton turned and stopped dead, his girlfriend Jean.....he's forgotten that she worked at this hospital. Even female Max knew he resembled his old self, even as Ben did. He saw the shock, the horror on Jean's face and he stepped forward to meet her. "Jean......yeah it's me.", he sighed in the strange feminine-pitched version of his voice that he'd been speaking in since the change. Jean stepped up and reached for one of Max's breasts.....when she touched it she yelped in shock, "God Max, those are REAL! What the hell is happening!?", she screamed. Max took her aside, "You remember what happened to Jimmy.......well we fought the werewolf responsible for that in the woods. It turned Ben, myself, and a rookie named Kurt Paulson into women.....as it did the others I assume. It tried to kill us, but we escaped.", he sighed. Jean led him to a closet and then zipped open his jacket. His breasts were slightly sagging and he was a little overweight but all in all Max made a decent-looking woman. Jean saw all of it then...the breasts as big as her own, the....the pussy.....God it was really there! Max sighed and kissed her. She almost pulled out of the kiss then realized that Max needed her now more than ever. She'd never been with a woman before, in fact the very thought of it made her slightly queasy....but if she wanted to keep the man she loved...she'd have to. Ben stood in the waiting room. She wanted to get upstairs but Max had to deal with his lover first. Ben frowned at that, he wanted no part of speaking to Mandy about this. He only hoped there was some way to restore himself. "Hello there.", a man smiled at her while sitting beside her, "Look like you work out.....not that common in the ladies around here.", he said with a grin. Ben considered telling the guy to fuck off....then it hit her. She felt dizzy, strange......then she saw the man before her changing........growing tits!? The guy quickly changed into a buxom beauty who seemed oblivious to the fact that he now resembled a Playmate. Suddenly everything was normal again.....the man was as he'd been....Ben was staring wide-eyed at him...had all that really happened!? Max was embracing Jean when his vision blurred slightly....and a penis slid into her new sex. Max looked up into the snarling face of the werewolf and screamed. Jean shook her transformed boyfriend, trying to make her stop screaming.....finally she slapped her hard. Max saw Jean, not the beast holding her, and there was no penis inside her sex......was she cracking up!? Highway 36----8 miles from town Penny Kirkson drove her semi through the darkness wearily, it had been a long day on the road and she was trying to get to Clarkson....the lights just visible in the distance. She'd passed a row of abandoned cop cars some distance back, wondering what could keep so many of them busy in a sleepy little town like this. A blur zipped through her headlights suddenly and she braked slowly...wondering if she'd hit a deer or something. She stopped and looked in the mirror....nothing. She grabbed her flashlight and leapt out of the cab to find out what she'd almost hit. "AWOO!", a howl sounded suddenly......like that of a wolf but....almost human. Penny backed up and ran towards the truck...only to see a creature from her worst nightmares come from in front of the truck and lope towards her. She screamed and threw the flashlight at the werewolf, only to see it shrug off the impact. It grabbed her around the throat and held her up in the air, cutting off her oxygen. Then it spotted her chest....and tossed her aside like garbage. "WOMAN.....", the creature growled in disdain at her. Penny sat on her butt watching the beast and then gasped....the creature was changing! The long claws retracted even as the fur pulled back into a human body. The muzzle of a wolf was replaced by a human face...a female face no less. Long red hair spilled from the woman's head down to her shapely ass. Her breasts were small but it took nothing away from the sheer sexuality this woman exuded. "You are the first human to see my true form in years.", the woman said with a grin to Penny. "Since you are a woman born I have no use for you......but your truck......it will speed my way into town. You see someone very important to me is there.....and my dear husband....the fool! She's wasted centuries chasing me...as if she could ever stop me!". Penny managed to find her voice, "She?". The woman smiled, "Yes dear. When I gained the power to become the wolf I had to use my dear husband's maleness. That left him a lovely young woman. She's spent all the time since hunting me.". "You're letting me live?", Penny said in shock. The woman chuckled, "Why not....you're nothing.". Penny watched her truck drive off and she gasped in relief, thanking God the whole long walk to town that she'd been born female. Marcus had been watching television when she'd felt it....the same strange link she felt with the beast....but there seemed to be three of these.....and they were in the hospital. Josephine pulled her shotgun and frowned, "It's not her kid. But it is others like you.....and they'll suffer the same as you did. ". Marcus frowned, "How long until they turn into werewolves as well?", she asked. The hunter sighed, "Maybe two, three hours. They'll suffer the visions you did until then. I don't have enough amulets either......I've got two of them.", she said with a frown. Marcus stood up and pulled out the clothes she'd worn to the hospital......but they didn't fit anymore. She frowned until Josephine tossed her a pair of jeans, bra and panties, and a blouse. "How?", Marcus gasped. The hunter smirked, "I went shopping while you were asleep last night. Figured you'd need them eventually.". Maxwell Walton staggered towards the room he'd left Marcus Klines in. The hospital staff were changing before his eyes.......men turning into buxom, gorgeous women.....women into copies of the creature. She shut her eyes, praying that the madness would leave her....but it was always the same when she opened them. Ben had found his way to them as well, the blond Amazon-like woman had nearly gone mad in the elevator but Jean kept them moving....hoping to get them to help. They entered the room to see two women looking at them, one a tall and slim black woman...the other a buxom beauty that......that carried a shotgun! "Bring them in.", the hunter said coldly. Marcus recognized the two women immediately....Sergeant Ben Owens and Sheriff Maxwell Walton! "Don't shoot!", Jean sobbed, "Please....they're sick.....help them!". The hunter put away her rifle and tossed each new woman an amulet. "Wear that at all times or you'll become like the beast. I assume you survived the slaughter in the woods?". Max frowned, "Barely. I put a slug in that thing's eye, couldn't have missed it's brain by much....and it kept coming. Hell Ben severed it's spinal cord....and it healed in less than ten minutes.". "Conventional weapons won't work on it....not without a lucky shot that is. I'm loaded with ammunition that can stop it. It'll come to us ladies....have no fear of that.", she said with a frown. Downstairs--- Federal Agent Thomas Nillson looked around for a doctor, anyone to help him. He'd been told that the men who'd been transformed by the supposed werewolf were here. "Standard procedure?", another agent mused while loading his gun with a monstrously powerful sedative. Nillson remained icy calm, "As usual, take the new beasts alive. They'll be indoctrinated at the labs.". "I'm getting reports from various people.....it seems one youngster......a Marcus Klines was brought here. He apparently.....turned into a woman. He must be advanced....a real survivor. It appears she has someone in the room with her......a beautiful woman ....nobody really can describe her other than that. Just a few minutes ago three cops came in having been changed. Someone just saw three women entering Klines' room.", Agent Jake Martin mused. Nillson checked his own ammo, "Okay people, that's our marks. Silent and efficient....by the numbers people.", he hissed softly. Josephine felt the agents the moment they exited the elevator......and something else......also on the same floor. "We've got company.", she said to the others while pulling her shotgun. Less than a minute later Nillson raced into the doorway, gun drawn. "Freeze!", he snapped at the women in the room. Josephine frowned, "We'll freeze....but what about him?", she said while pointing. Nillson smirked, "Nobody falls for that trick.", he scoffed. "GRRRR!", a loud feral snarl issued from behind him. Nillson immediately spun and fired...only to see the beast slap the gun aside and pick him up by the neck. Before the agent passed out he saw his shirt pop open, revealing a very large pair of female breasts. Marcus saw the werewolf toss a buxom blonde with the look of a model aside.....all four of the agents were now women.......but alive. "He didn't kill them!", Maxwell gasped. Josephine growled, "They're not a threat to it....we're the main course.". "Oh shit.", Marcus gasped as the second beast moved into the room. Ben's eyes suddenly went wide, "That beast....it's not the original?", she asked Josephine. "No....it's a victim.", she replied. "It's got to be Kurt.....but she was critical when we got here. If we turn her back to human......will her wounds still be healed?". Josephine frowned, "I don't know.......but it doesn't seem to be interested in negotiation!", she howled. The beast stalked closer to it's prey...then leaped. Unless Darkness Falls 6 Josephine rolled to the side, barely avoiding the razor-sharp claws of the werewolf as it tried to rip her apart. She brought up the shotgun and aimed for the creature's heart, until Marcus knocked the gun from her grasp. "Marcus!?", Josephine gasped, "What are you doing!?". The slim black woman took off her amulet and began to transform, her male sex returning as she grew taller, more muscular. The claws replaced her fingernails even as the fur grew all over her body. Maxwell was stunned, "What's she doing!? Now we've got two of them to deal with!". Josephine grinned, "No......I don't think we do. Somehow she seems to be in control of her wolf form.". The werewolf that had been Kurt Paulson stopped when another of it's kind replaced one of the women in the room. It's confusion was increased when the other werewolf grabbed it by the arms. The stunned Kurt/wolf howled in pain as it was drained of it's male power......forcing it back into the all-too human form of a buxom blonde beauty. Marcus saw the humans around her and fought the urge to rip out their hearts. The bloodlust was twice as strong in her now. Apparently absorbing the other wolf's power had also increased the sheer savagery of her own form. Marcus forced herself to grab the amulet and put it back on, and almost immediately she became female again....then after long minutes of pain....human. "If seemed more painful to revert that time.", she groaned as Josephine helped her up. "Your power was greater, that part of you that is the wolf wants more than ever to stay as it was.", the red-headed hunter explained. "OH GOD! OH GOD!", the chesty blonde that Kurt now was screamed while touching her soft tits, "I've got tits! I'm a woman.....this can't be happening!", she sobbed. Ben grabbed the smaller woman and held her firmly, "Kurt! You've got to calm the hell down! I know this is a shock to you, but we've all suffered through it!". Kurt looked at this amazon with the D-cup breasts and gasped, "Jesus! Is that you Ben!?". Ben frowned, "In the flesh. And the older woman is Maxwell Walton, the sheriff of this county.". Kurt managed to compose herself, "What happened to the other guys?". Max growled, "Slaughtered. The wolf shredded most of them after draining them. It's on the way here......we're preparing to make a stand together.", Kurt suddenly saw the women lying near the doorway and walked to the sexy blonde that had been federal agent Thomas Nillson. She knelt beside the woman and squeezed her very large breasts in wonder then turned to them with a look of confusion. "I......I did that to him!", she gasped, "Somehow I know what he....what she knows. This isn't the first time they've dealt with spawns of this werewolf. In fact they have been training those other victims to become assassins!". Marcus frowned, "I wish we could get them to tell us what they know about this wolf.". Josephine walked forward and smiled down at Kurt, "Please move aside Mr. Paulson. I'm going to use a spell to make these agents a little more.....tractable. Her eyes glowed slightly as she chanted and all four of the agents stirred below her. "What did you do?", Marcus asked in wonder. "Reduced their I. Q's about to that of an eight-year old, while making them quite happy to do whatever anyone asks of them.", Josephine smirked. "That's a nasty spell.", Max snorted. Thomas Nillson stood wobbily then began caressing her full breasts while an idiot's grin played across her face.The other agents also were fondeling themselves and seemed hopelessly stupid. "Oh Tommie!", Josephine said pleasantly, "Could you tell us all that you know about wereolf victims being used as assassins.". The woman smiled, "Sure! We've been following this wolf for a long time, gathering the few victims itleaves and making them into our private little killers. They look like women so we've been able to use them to become mistresses, even wives in some cases. But we control when they use their lupine skills.". Marcus growled while walking towards them, "These bastards KNEW about this thing! They've let so many people die......just to create their little bimbo killers!". Maxwell clenched her fists, she was as angry as anyone. Many of her friends were dead, and she was a woman forever....all because the government had covered for the beast. Josephine saw the murderous stares from her comrades and spoke, "Okay you feds. For the next twenty four hours you are all going to screw any man you come across. Then your full minds will return, but you'll be compelled to wear as little as possible at all times and forget you ever saw us.". The women that had been federal agents, and were all much sexier than any of the other transformees, save Kurt, swayed out of the room. They stripped as the lust for men made them touch themselves. They went to the elevator and licked their lips in anticipation of the men below. "I applaud you Josephine.", a woman said from the window. They all spun to see a slim, small-breasted red-haired woman sitting on the window sill. A toothy smile widened as she stared at the women who had been her victims at one time. "Rachel. You've made this awfully easy.", Josephine said while leveling the shotgun at her former wife. "No. It's you who don't have an inkling what she's gotten into. Those morons you made act like sluts were only the human element of this mission. As you've heard by now, I work for the government......and my children are more than merely werewolves!", she laughed. A mist entered the room and a buxom sexpot congealed out of it. She was totally naked and her long fangs gleamed as she grinned at them. Also entering through the window was a man who seemed normal, except for the blood-red eyes he possessed. "See two of my offspring, the book has allowed me to do so much beyond what I originally did Joseph!", Rachel laughed while half-morphing into her wolf form, "Now your pitiful little band is mine......I'll enjoy fucking you!", she roared in laughter while becoming the male werewolf again. Josephine started to pull the trigger until someone grabbed it from her. She turned to see a hulking man glowering down at her. The man slapped her hard, sending her into the grasp of the werewolf that Rachel now was. Marcus saw them all being defeated, already Kurt had been knocked unconscious by the seeming-vampire, and the strange man seemed to be doing something to Max and Ben. She pulled off the amulet and morphed into her wolf form with a howl of rage. The red-eyed man had Ben and Max all but in his power when his head snapped around at the sound of a wolf's howl. He had only a moment to avoid the beast......but in his distraction he forgot the two former cops. They both kicked him in the balls then proceeded to beat the living crap out of him even as Marcus turned to the vampiress that held Kurt. "That's enough.......stop of my dear husband dies.", Rachel said in a half-human voice as she held the unconscious Josephine by her throat. Marcus growled low, the wolf part of her wanting to attack....but the human part knew that Rachel would do as she said....and Josie was a friend, maybe her only one now. Marcus pulled on the amulet and became a slim black woman again even as the hulking man advanced on her, his erection bobbing just before her. "That's enough Swapper!", the vampiress snapped. The man snapped, "I'll decide when it's enough for her!". Rachel merely said, "Swapper.....I want you to find a new host, and to ensure that you don't rape my future prey make this host a woman.". The man started to protest then turned and left in a huff, he knew better than to argue with Rachel, but he hated being in a woman's body and Rachel knew it. Max and Ben were each lifted by their throats as the vampiress pulled them off of the bruised red-eyed man. "Slayer! Get them in our power, and use your magics to make all our guests into servile young beauties!", Rachel laughed. Marcus saw Max grow younger even as the woman's sagging breasts firmed and filled out even more. A chesty young woman now stood where the sheriff had, even as her wife Jean was also a gorgeous young bimbo that giggled while pressing herself to Rachel's wolf form. All of the women she knew in the room were sexy little whores now.....but she remained herself. Rachel smirked at her unchanged enemy, "Interesting. You are immune to his powers, perhaps you are powerful enough to use as more than food.". Marcus was knocked unconscious by the vampiress and was carried from the room by Rachel even as the other women gladly followed. Unless Darkness Falls part 7 Marcus woke slowly, the sounds of dripping water all around her. Her lupine senses were getting stronger with every moment it seemed and even in human form she could tap into those powers. "Good to see you're still with us kid.", Josephine sighed from across the cell. Marcus sniffed and growled, "Where are the others?". The hunter looked away, "Probably suffering through what I did. Except for Maxwell and Ben, as spawns of the wolf they'll be brain-washed into killing machines.". Marcus could smell the blood that still dripped from Josephine, wounds that had been dealt by a creature that had been married to the hunter long ago. "We have to escape.", Marcus said while walking to the bars. "Wait!", Josephine snapped as Marcus morphed into her wolf form and pulled at the bars. Marcus let loose a howl of pain as her palms burned from the touch of silver. As she staggered back she saw the gleam of the bars.......solid silver. "I tried to warn you kid.", Josephine sighed, "My magic won't affect them either, it appears this government operation has sorcerers on their payroll.". A chesty woman swayed in the door to stand outside their cell. She smiled at them and Marcus knew where she'd seen the woman before, this was the man Swapper.....one of the creatures created by the use of the wolf's dark magics. "And how are my favorite prisoners today?", she giggled while sliding their dinner under the bars. "Come in and find out.", Marcus said with a slight snarl. "No.....I don't think so. By the way your friends send their regards, oh well they would if they weren't screwing every guy in the complex.", she laughed. Josephine sneered, "A shame you aren't a man anymore, well maybe you fancy a roll in the ray yourself with them!". The woman's face colored and she growled, "Shut up bitch! Just because Rachel wants me in this body doesn't mean that I have to put up with your shit!". A male hand fell on her shoulder and Slayer stood there smiling, his crimson eyes glowing ever so slightly. "They're only trying to piss you off Swapper, and it appears they've succeeded. Rachel wants you upstairs, I'll stay and......entertain our guests.", he smiled. Marcus growled, "Don't even try that mind-control crap! We both know it won't work on me!". Slayer's eyes flared bright and Marcus sagged to her knees, now totally in the power of the man before her. "I wanted you to believe that......just as I want Rachel to believe it. I could enslave her, but I had to make sure....and what better way than to try my power.....my full power....on one like her!", Slayer said while opening Marcus' jail cell. Josephine howled and raced to attack him, but he only glanced at her and she fell to the ground unconscious. "Lie back little wolf.", the man chuckled, "I'm going to make you a lot sexier, more my type!", he laughed. Marcus felt her breasts swell into very large, perfectly formed tits....as fine a pair as she'd ever seen. Her ass plumped even more and she grew perfect in feature and form. Her mind sagged as she grew aroused through the man's power........she was his to control now....as he'd said. Slayer undressed and then knelt over her nude form, his erection brushing against her. He smiled at her dull eyes, all her intelligence dimmed through Slayer's power. He drove into her, then felt as if fire had engulfed him. He quickly realized his mistake, he'd forgotten to dull Marcus' male draining power. Without her conscious control it worked on skin contact......and sexual intercourse was about as close a contact as possible. He tried to summon his powers but th sheer pain of the changes wracking his body made him lose his concentration. He could only scream in pain.......then he noticed that Marcus was in agony as well. As he screamed he became aware of a glowing field on energy.....of magic.....radiating around them.....then it flared violently.....and he passed out. Marcus woke for the second time in less than an hour to a strange sensation........a woman lying on....him!? Marcus gasped as he realized that he was normal......male and human......how? He realized that his penis was inside the pussy of the woman that had to be Slayer and he pulled out slowly. She moaned slightly but remained asleep as he lowered her to the floor. He smirked, Slayer made a cute woman, not overly built nor sexy....but quite pretty in any case. He still had his senses he realized with a start, having assumed that the lupine curse had been destroyed by whatever had restored him. He smelled a man lying in the cell and he walked to find a naked red-haired man lying unconscious.....a man that he recognized even with the change in gender. "Joe?", he asked in his old male voice....it had been a while since he'd heard it and it almost made him jump. The man groaned and opened his eyes, then saw a tall black man standing above him. Then Josephine realized that she had no breasts in her field of vision.......and she could feel a male penis between her legs. "What happened, how did we get restored.....that should be impossible?", he asked. Marcus shrugged, "Slayer tried to fuck me, when he slid into my pussy something weird happened, there was a flash and then I woke up as a man with a female Slayer on my dick. "Even more interesting......look to the bars.", Josephine mused while standing on male legs she'd not possessed for two hundred years. Marcus turned and saw the bars transmuted into gold! He walked to them and started to morph into wolf form.......and became a female werewolf. She ripped the soft bars apart then morphed back to male human form. "Any ideas?", he asked the slim male Josephine. "It appears that when you drained Slayer his curse reacted rather violently to your own, and swapped the genders of us all. This is actually quite fortunate, I believe we can use this to defeat Rachel!", he laughed. "Oh shit! What happened!?", a woman gasped from behind them. They saw the red-haired young woman that Slayer now was feeling her breasts in shock. Then she saw them and howled, "What did you do to me bitch!?". Marcus grabbed her wrists when she tried to punch him.....and felt a warm rush of power race into him. He staggered even as the woman that Slayer now was withered into a crone. Joe finally pushed them apart and the ninety-year old woman that Slayer had become fell limp to the floor. Marcus was now a female wolf morph with full, firm breasts under her fur. She gasped at the power roiling through her body, easily the equal of any she'd had as a male wolf. Joe frowned, "Be careful Marcus!", he snapped, "You'll be draining female energy now......not male.". Marcus shifted back to his normal male form, "How does that help us against Rachel, if I drain female energy she'll be unaffected in her wolf form!". "You need to GIVE her the female energy you've built up! If I'm right, and you've gotten a few more women to drain into men.....then Rachel is in for a major suprise.", Josephine smirked. "How did Slayer age like that, shouldn't she have returned to manhood?", Marcus asked. "No, listen....you drained the male energy he had before everything went weird, then when you tried to drain her female energy.........well that's all she had....you literally sucked the life out of her.", Joseph frowned while looking at the old woman at their feet. "Let's get to Max and Ben, if I absorb their female energy they'll be restored right?", Marcus asked. "Only if they've drained some male energy. Remember that Rachel took theirs.", Joseph pointed out. "This is making my head hurt.", the black man sighed before morphing into female wolf form and loping through the door into the hall. She could sense females nearby, and the thought of that power made her lick her lips. She loped to a locked door and peeked inside. The vampiress was inside, apparently tormenting Jean Walton and the blonde woman that had been Kurt Paulson by draining some of their blood. Joseph frowned from behind her as he stood there, "Careful kid, a vampire is more powerful than a werewolf, this one isn't overly bright or she'd have killed Rachel herself by now.". Marcus grinned, her razor-sharp teeth in a wicked smile, "She's a female.......so no matter how powerful she is.....she's just prey!". Joseph tried to stop her as she smashed the door down and raced at the stunned vampiress with a howl of triumph. Marcus was rapidly losing control as she smashed the vampiress to the floor and began to drain her. The magic flared wildly again, but not the same as before. Marcus grinned as she held an unconsious, and now quite human man in her claws. Then she heard a hiss and the snap of metal and saw Joseph pointing behind her. She whirled to see Jean and Kurt both floating towards her, their inch-long fangs glistening as they prepared to strike. "Oh shit!", Marcus gasped as they attacked. Unless Darkness Falls part 8: The Ending Marcus had no time to avoid the female vampires that had been Kurt and Jean. They slammed into him hard, sending him flying into the stone wall. He strained to keep their teeth off of him, knowing that they would kill him without a second thought in their present state. But despite all of his power they were just too strong and he felt Jean's fangs start to puncture his throat....until a bolt of magic sent the vampires scurrying into the darkness howling. "Thanks.", he managed as Joseph walked to help him up. "Don't mention it. I could have destroyed them with that sunlight spell, but they are our friends after all. If I remember correctly Rachel's damned tome carries spells to turn vampires back into humans. The only problem is that we have to.....well get TO the book.", Joseph sighed. Rachel's Conference Room---two stories above General Thomas Dixon frowned at his conspirator Rachel as he sat at the conference table with two armed guards standing nearby. He glanced at the huge-breasted blonde woman that the male mind-stealer Swapper now inhabited. That one made him nervous for with a thought Swapper could put HIM in that sexy female body.....forever. "Calm yourself General!", Rachel laughed, "Our plans can continue as before. You've already reaped the benefits of my research of the tome, now you must allow me to do the same.". "But you're building an army of these.....freaks.", Dixon said in disgust. Swapper's eyes glowed for a moment but Rachel stopped any action he might have been planning with a gesture. "Careful General, unless you wish to live in Swapper's present host....yes I know you fear that more than anything. My children have replaced many of your friends in the military through Swapper's powers. In fact....do you see the young brunette maid there?", she pointed to a very well-endowed woman in a skimpy maid uniform. Dixon frowned, "Yes, what about her?". Rachel grinned widely, "She used to be your superior, Secretary of Defense Jack Orchal!". Dixon's eyes opened wide and he stared at the buxom woman who nodded slightly in affirmation. He turned back to Rachel and saw her evil smirk. "Now unless you wish for me to secure such a fate for you.....calm down.", she said firmly. "You.....you...how can you do this....Secretary of Defense....my God...nobody is dafe from you!", Dixon gasped. Before Rachel could respond a centaur galloped into the room bleeding from a grievous wound, made my wolf claws. "M....my Lady.", he managed while sagging to his haunches. "The prisoners...the other wolf.....they've escaped.". Rachel frowned, "Then get Slayer and Vamp to stop them!", she growld lightly. "We can't find Slayer! In the wolf's cell we found an old crone of a woman that wore his clothing....and Vamp is missing as well!". "The boy....Marcus.", Rachel sighed then slammed a fist through the solid oak table in rage, "I should have killed him when I had the chance! And Joseph is free as well.....they'll surely be coming for me. Swapper!", she yelled. The woman swayed over, "Yes mistress?". "I want you to take two of my female slaves and swap both Marcus and Joseph into those women....then kill their old bodies!", Rachel commanded. "Why not use your newest creation?", Dixon asked as Swapper left the room. "Because a creature of that size and power would surely level my complex...and as yet he is far too powerful to control.", Rachel mused, "We only use him as a last resort.". Swapper grabbed a buxom blonde named Desire and together they descended the stairs....only to see a man glaring at them over his shotgun and a buxom female werewolf growling in rage. With only a glance Swapper put himself in Joseph's body and the sorcerer into his own super-buxom female form. Swapper grinned and turned the gun onto Marcus and pulled the trigger.....only to hear a click. "Did you actually think we didn't know you were coming?", Marcus snorted while advancing, claws extended. Swapper jumped back into his female form and prepared to throw Marcus into Desire's powerless body....until the formerly meek sex slave decked her with a punch to the face. Swapper fell hard, her nose broken and her concentration shattered. She couldn't use her powers in this shape and saw Desire grinning down at her. "You aren't the only one who can switch bodies....just takes me more time.", Joseph said from the chesty female Desire body. She kicked Swapper in the face, sending him/her into unconsciousness then concentrated for a moment and swapped into her own form. "He certainly isn't very bright.", Marcus snorted at the woman Swapper inhabited, "So what do we do with this bimbo he was with?". Joseph sighed, "That 'bimbo' is Sheriff Walton. They used Slayer to make her into this sex slave. I imagine they were going to sell her to some slave market.". "This just gets worse by the moment, doesn't it?", Marcus said while sniffing the air, "I've got three humans coming from the upstairs.". "Likely guards with some human stupid enough to work with Rachel.....I'll turn them into women...you drain them.", Joseph said while preparing a spell. The three men came around the corner and ran right into Joseph's spell, instantly being transformed into ugly female versions of themselves. Before the stunned guards could react Marcus grabbed them and drained all of the female power from them.....knocking them out while restoring their manhood. "Very good!", Rachel laughed at them from the top of the stairs, "I'll be waiting for you two....if you've got the guts!". "She's dumber than I thought to just allow us up there.", Joseph said, "This smells of a trap.". "All we need is the book, we don't need her.", Marcus said. They ran up the stairs to see a chubby general standing beside the male werewolf that Rachel was once again. The general pulled his gun only to have Rachel grab him. The older man saw his chest begin to swell even as his hair lengthened and his hips popped painfully into child-bearing shape. He cursed Rachel in a female voice up until she ripped his throat out. Rachel licked the man's blood from her hand and dropped the chubby woman to the ground, her crimson blood already soaking the carpet blood red. She smiled at Marcus' female wolf form, something she'd never seen before. "You should be my mate Marcus.", she said in the deep male rumble her male wolf form used, "As humans I could please you better than any woman.....and as werewolves I assure you that I can please you better than any male!". "I'd rather fuck a rhino!", Marcus growled, "You turned all of my friends into mindless bimbos......God knows all the atrocities you're responsible for!". "Oh....at least one more.", Rachel grinned as a huge creature made of stone walked into the room. It was in the shape of a woman......and it's face was one Marcus had seen all of his years. "Mom!", he growled while leaping at Rachel in rage. The golem that had been Marcus' mother reached out and slapped Marcus aside easily, nearly knocking his female wolf form out. He staggered upright as the creature walked forward, his death the only thought on it's mind. "This is between you and me Rachel.....