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Annette Werewolf TF + Story
🕑 Added 2023-06-23 14:05:47 +0000 UTCNext week, this will get a picture to accompany this, you'll see
Annette Fantine Dominic was known throughout Garreg Mach Monastery for her tireless work ethic. She spent her days running from one activity to the next, completing homework assignments, and practicing for the upcoming Silver Heron Cup. Despite her busy schedule, she always found time to lend a helping hand to anyone in need.
Annette made her way to the kitchen, feeling exhausted but happy with her progress in the dance routine for the competition. She rummaged through the pantry, trying to decide what to snack on.
"Let's see...I could make some cookies or maybe a sandwich?" Annette mumbled to herself as she scanned the shelves.
Just then, she spotted a jar labeled "Alchemical Mixture" that her professor had given her for a class project. She vaguely remembered something about its uses in potions, but she thought it might be a useful baking ingredient. Without thinking twice, she added a spoonful to the cookie dough mixture she was preparing.
Annette hummed to herself absentmindedly as she continued to stir the dough. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the Silver Heron Cup and the intense competition that awaited her.
"♪ La la la, the Silver Heron Cup, it's going to be so exciting! ♪" she sang softly to herself.
Unbeknownst to her, the alchemical mixture had begun to react with the ingredients in the dough, releasing a strange aroma that was slowly filling the kitchen. Despite the strange smell, Annette continued to work on her snack, completely unaware of the danger that awaited her.
El Señor Castañera
Write Annette finishing the mix
Annette finished mixing the dough and looked at it with satisfaction. She had added a little more sugar than usual, but she figured it would make the cookies even tastier.
"Now let's put these in the oven and wait for them to bake," Annette said to herself, placing the tray of dough in the oven.
As she waited, she decided to clean up the kitchen. She wiped down the counters, washed the dishes, and even swept the floor. Annette was a stickler for cleanliness, and she couldn't stand a messy kitchen.
Just as she was finishing up, she heard a loud thud come from the oven. Annette rushed over and opened the door, but what she saw inside made her gasp in surprise. The cookies had turned a strange shade of orange, and they were giving off an eerie glow. Something was definitely not right.
Annette's curiosity got the better of her, and she couldn't resist taking a closer look at the orange cookies. She picked one up and examined it closely, marveling at the strange effect that the alchemical mixture had on the dough.
"Wow, this is amazing! I've never smelled anything like this before," Annette said to herself, completely fascinated.
Without thinking, she took a small bite of the cookie. It tasted sweet, but there was also a strange aftertaste that she couldn't quite place.
Annette hummed to herself absentmindedly as she continued to eat the cookie. The strange aftertaste was starting to bother her, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. As she ate more of the cookie, she began to feel a strange sensation in her stomach.
"♪ La la la, these cookies are really delicious, but something feels...off. ♪" Annette hummed, her voice trailing off as she started to feel lightheaded.
Annette's eyes snapped open as she suddenly felt an intense hunger pang in her stomach. It was as if she hadn't eaten in days, and her body was craving for water.
"What's happening to me?" She wondered aloud, feeling a bit dizzy as she stood up from the kitchen floor.
Annette stumbled towards the pantry, searching for something to eat. She grabbed a loaf of bread and began to devour it ravenously, barely even taking time to chew before swallowing.
Annette's hunger was temporarily satiated, but a strange feeling began to build inside her. It was as if her body was changing, but she couldn't quite place what was happening. She felt a heat building up inside her, starting at her stomach and radiating throughout her body. Her skin began to tingle, and her heart raced faster and faster.
"What's going on? This isn't normal," Annette muttered to herself, feeling a sense of panic rising within her.
The heat continued to build, and Annette's body began to contort and twist in unnatural ways.
Annette gasped as she watched her hands and feet contort and twist, causing her boots to rip apart at the seams. Her fingers and toes had elongated, and sharp claws had replaced her nails. She flexed her newly formed paws, feeling a sense of power surging through her body.
Annette let out a scream as she felt her chest expanding, pushing against the fabric of her uniform. The buttons on her shirt popped open, unable to contain the mass of muscle and fur that was growing underneath.
She clawed at her collar, trying to loosen it as she struggled to breathe. The fabric of her uniform tightened around her neck, choking her as her body continued to change and transform.
"Help! Somebody help me!" she screamed, her voice strained and hoarse. She stumbled backwards, her back against the kitchen counter as her body continued to grow and change.
Annette's body continued to contort and twist, her uniform unable to contain the massive form that she was becoming. With a loud rip, her clothes began to tear apart as her body grew larger and more muscular.
She let out another scream of agony and fear, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the transformation. She clawed at her clothes, tearing them off piece by piece as her body continued to change.
Annette looked down at her chest, her small breasts now covered in short fur and she now had a six pack abs. She ran her hands over her new body, feeling the incredible strength and power that had replaced her once petite form.
"This can't be happening," she muttered to herself, still struggling to come to terms with the transformation. "What am I? Some kind of...monster?"
As Annette looked down at her new form, she realized that she wasn't quite finished transforming. A sudden sharp pain shot through her lower back, and she let out a cry of agony as she felt something sprouting from her spine.
Her body began to shake uncontrollably as she struggled to contain the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. With a final burst of energy, a long, thick tail burst out from her backside, covered in the same short fur that now covered her body.
Annette's transformation was not yet complete. As she tried to catch her breath and steady herself, she felt a sharp tingling sensation spreading across her face. A strange pressure built up in her jaw, causing her to grit her teeth in discomfort.
With a sickening crunch, Annette's jaw began to elongate, forming into a powerful muzzle filled with sharp teeth. She let out a muffled cry of pain as her features continued to shift and contort, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the transformation.
When it was finally over, she looked at herself in horror, realizing that she no longer looked like herself. Her once cute and delicate features had been replaced by a powerful, animalistic form, covered in thick fur and sporting a dangerous set of fangs.
Annette's hunger had returned, but this time it was different. It was no longer the gentle, normal hunger she had felt before. This was a primal hunger, a deep-seated craving that demanded to be satisfied at any cost.
She looked around the kitchen, her eyes scanning the room with a newfound hunger. Her sense of smell had intensified, allowing her to pick up the scent of food from far away. The aroma of fresh meat, the scent of spices, and the sweet smell of baked goods filled her nostrils, sending her into a frenzy.
She felt a growl emanating from her throat as she took a step forward, her eyes fixated on the food that lay before her. She couldn't resist the temptation any longer, and with a sudden surge of strength, she pounced onto the table, tearing into whatever food she could get her claws on....
The next morning, Annette slowly opened her eyes, feeling lightheaded. She looked around and immediately realized that she was in the kitchen, surrounded by torn food containers and broken plates.
As Annette tried to sit up, she felt a sudden rush of embarrassment wash over her. She looked down at her naked body, feeling a deep sense of shame and vulnerability.
Annette wrapped her arms around herself, trying to cover up as much as she could. "What happened to me?" she muttered to herself, she couldn't remember what happened last night but this wasn't the right time to stay still.
She searched the kitchen for any sign of her clothes, but found none. With a sigh, she resigned herself to the fact that she would have to make her way back to her room in the nude. She slowly made her way out.
Annette looked around the kitchen with a mixture of confusion and horror. The place was a complete mess. Food containers were scattered everywhere, some of them torn apart or broken. Plates, cups, and utensils were strewn across the floor, some of them shattered into small pieces.
"Aaww... I bet that this was my fault, my cooking must have been so bad that I ruined the whole kitchen... And my uniform... I have to clean this up quickly!"
Annette leaves the building, unaware that the cause of her transformation and destruction of the kitchen still laid in the counter. The girl made a lot of those cookies, enough to share with all her friends...
