Glacier National Park was without wolves for around 50 years, until the 1980s when the Magic Pack, originating from Canada, established their den and gave birth to five pups in the North Fork region. With changing public attitudes towards wolves, the population within the park has thrived, and there are now estimated to be six to eight packs residing there…

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Day 93: Night of the full moon.

I found myself deep in the heart of the moonlit woods, knowing that the full moon's arrival would soon trigger the inevitable transformation into a creature of the night—a werewolf. Anticipation coursed through my veins, mingling with a hint of trepidation, as I stood there, bathed in the ethereal glow of the moon.

A mischievous smile curled upon my lips as I glanced down at my attire, a silent agreement forming within. I yearned to shed the trappings of civilization, to embrace the untamed desires that surged within me. With deliberate motions, I slipped off my dress, relishing the cool night air caressing my bare skin. The fabric fell away, leaving me standing there in a state of undress, adorned only in lacy undergarments.

Every article of clothing followed suit, an intoxicating act of liberation. Undergarments, stockings, shoes, jewelry—all were carefully hidden away, tucked within a secluded nook where they would remain safe and concealed. Completely bare, I reveled in the primal energy that thrummed through my veins, my body blending with the wilderness that surrounded me.

As the moon climbed higher in the sky, its soft light caressed my exposed flesh, awakening a deep sensuality within me. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations that coursed through my body. The gentle breeze traced delicate patterns across my skin, igniting a tingling arousal that traveled from my fingertips to the very core of my being. Each breath I took was imbued with the intoxicating scent of the forest, a heady mixture of earth, foliage, and life that stirred a primal hunger within me.

A surge of irresistible force rippled through my body, shattering my bones and wrenching my human form into the primal embodiment of a wolf. The pain, initially searing and torturous, transformed into a beguiling blend of sensations ignited by the moon's alluring influence. Moans escaped my lips, muffled cries that merged with a symphony of pleasure unfurling within me.

With an erotic fervor, fur erupted from every pore, an eruption of tactile desire enveloping my being. My once-supple thighs and arms dwindled in size, reshaping themselves into sinewy limbs that exuded a primal allure. Waves of ecstasy surged through me, mingling with the fading echoes of pain, as my delicate human feet ground against the forest floor, yielding to an enigmatic metamorphosis. Paws emerged from my flesh, their texture a beguiling combination of rugged earthiness and the velvety softness of newborn fur.

Amidst this intoxicating transformation, my body underwent an erotic symphony of changes. My chest expanded, swelling with sensuality, as if inviting a fervent exploration of the uncharted contours. Teats formed, beckoning attention, a luscious testament to the untamed femininity burgeoning within me. Teeth elongated and sharpened, possessing a primal allure that whispered of wild pleasures yet to come. My ears, in a sensual act of rebellion, shifted upward, adorning my now lupine head with an alluring grace, attuned to the enticing whispers of the night.

A symphony of carnal delight enveloped me, my once-feminine grunts evolving into human howls of transcendence. Pleasure surged through my veins, a crescendo of desire echoing within me as my hips locked into a mesmerizing quadrupedal form. Helpless to resist the intoxicating pull of this metamorphosis, I succumbed to the alluring inevitability, my body relinquishing the constraints of bipedal existence as I gracefully descended onto all fours, riding out the waves of transformation with unabashed abandon.

And then, with a final surge of exquisite pleasure, my snout erupted from my visage. The sensations overwhelmed my senses, cascading waves of ecstasy that engulfed me entirely. The last vestiges of consciousness faded into a haze of feral allure, consumed by the overwhelming power of the beast within. I slipped into unconsciousness, lost to the world, my primal instincts and desires now liberated...

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Looking for a semi-lit to lit roleplay, describing an erotic romp for our heroine.

Kinks and Limits:

On’s: transformation, masturbation as it happens. Shame, that’s a big one when I lose control like I do when I change. Keeping the secret. Seeing others transform. Spreading the curse. Exhibitionism. Relishing my nudity. Rape, bestial or human.

Off’s: bathroom stuff. Anything illegal. Extreme pain (without the pleasure of the transformation).

Looking forward to seeing you in the woods ❤️