WerewolvesAtHeart

SO happy to have found this group again. I know groups/dA aren't what they used to be, but I love this community and its artists so much. Thanks for keeping the torch burning just a little longer.

Dead group is dead

   

Hey is this group dead because the last journal entries were in 2016 and the last comment from the writer was in 2020?

Please accept my short stories
Becky Lynch Werewolf Transformation (Edited)It’s Halloween night in Titan City, Connecticut. This sprawling metropolis is mostly a blue-collar town, although it does have a few wealthy families. The McMahons practically own the city itself. Other notable families include the Cenas, the Hogans, and the Flairs. You have to be tough to make it here. The people have a reputation for being very intense. It’s not uncommon to see at least one or two all-out brawls per day. Maybe that’s why Titan City is often called “The City of Broken Bones.” All over the city, kids are going trick-or-treating. From the top of her apartment, Becky Lynch watches as they go door to door. Becky smiles. She enjoys that a holiday created by her native Ireland hundreds of years ago has become universally loved. But watching kids trick-or-treating isn’t the main reason why Becky is out here. There’s a full moon out tonight. Becky stares at it intently, her fiery orange hair blows in the wind. As Becky stares, her brown eyes turn into the amber eyes of a wolf. Suddenly, Becky drops down to her hands and knees. Reddish brown fur starts to grow and spread all over her body. Her muscles grow in size and strength, causing Becky to burst out of her clothes. Her leg structure becomes that of a canine. Her nails turn into sharp claws. Paws burst through her shoes. Her ears become pointed and move to the top of her head. Her face then stretches out and becomes a wolf’s muzzle, complete with fangs and sharp teeth. The transformation is completed when a wolf’s bushy tail is formed. Becky then stands back up. She now stands at seven and a half feet tall. A gorgeous coat of reddish-brown fur now covers her entire body, including her breasts and crotch. She now has the physique of a big female bodybuilder but with the head, legs, and tail of a wolf and the strength of ten men. Her long, luxurious fiery orange hair still blows in the wind. Becky’s natural Irish beauty has combined with the wild beauty of an alpha female wolf. She has become a majestic creature of the night. She has become a werewolf. Running on all fours, Becky jumps from rooftop to rooftop, patrolling the city in her werewolf form while keeping out of sight of human eyes. Suddenly, she comes to a dead stop. She stands upright, her keen wolf nose sniffing the air. Smells like trouble. Suddenly, Becky’s wolf ears pick up the sound of kids of distress. Becky drops back down to all fours and runs in the direction of the scared kids. In some alley, a trio of trick-or-treaters are cornered by a gargoyle. It’s just about to lunge at them when… “Hey lad!” The gargoyle turns to see Becky on a fire escape glaring down at it. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”, Becky says with her fangs bared. She then lets out a deep guttural growl. The gargoyle roars back at her. Becky then turns her attention to the kids. “You might want to close your eyes and cover your ears.”, Becky says in a calm, almost maternal voice. The kids do as she says. Becky then turns her attention back on the gargoyle. She lets out mighty roar and lunges at the monster. After a few moments, Becky manages to slay the gargoyle. She had a height advantage (she was six inches taller). She was also stronger, tougher, and smarter. She also had more heart. She protected those kids like a mother wolf protecting her pups. The kids weren’t the least scared of Becky. Instead, they were in awe of her. They thanked her. They hugged her. She hugged them. Then they went their separate ways. One thing’s for sure: Becky gave those kids a Halloween they will never ever forget.The End  Jon Moxley Werewolf Transformation (Edited)Deep in the woods of the Pacific Northwest late at night, Jon Moxley finds himself cornered by group of trolls. They are 7 to 9 feet tall, covered in scales and fur, and armed with clubs. Moxley smirks. “You guys think you’re scary? Well, wait to you get a load of me.”, Moxley says as his blue eyes turn into the amber eyes of a wolf. Suddenly, Moxley drops down to his hands and knees. Dark brown fur starts to grow and spread all over his body. His muscle grows in size and strength, causing Moxley to burst out of his clothes. His leg structure becomes that of a canine. Nails turn into sharp claws. Paws burst through his shoes. His ears become pointed and move to the top of his head. His face then stretches out and becomes a wolf’s muzzle, complete with fangs and sharp teeth. The transformation is completed when a wolf’s bushy tail is formed. Moxley then stands back up. He now stands over eight feet tall. Dark brown fur now covers his entire body. His physique is now like that Arnold Schwarzenegger during his bodybuilding career but with the head, legs and tail of a wolf and the strength of ten men. Half man, half wolf. Moxley has transformed into a werewolf. Moxley glares at the trolls with his amber eyes and licks his chops. He smells their fear. Moxley bares his teeth and lets out a deep guttural growl. His fangs and claws glint in the moonlight. Suddenly, Moxley lets out a loud roar as he lunges at the nearest troll and rips it to shreds with a combination of fangs, claws, and superhuman strength. He then lunges at the next one and repeats what he did to first one. Moxley starts to attack the rest of the trolls. They try to fight back but right now Moxley is one pissed off werewolf. He’s also kind of hungry and troll flesh tastes delicious. Sometime later, Moxley is still in his werewolf form and has joined up with a pack of wolves. His fur is now covered in troll blood. He’ll change back into his human form once he settles down. Moxley and the wolves begin to howl, letting everyone know who rules this stretch of woods.The End