Night of the WereZoroark

It was a quiet, peaceful evening as Peter sat indoors, waiting for Sarah to come over. The sun was vanishing into the distance, and he looked out at the darkening sky in his usual anticipation. There had been something he had been keeping from his love for some time, and he needed to get it off his chest. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang out, and he headed down to open the door, greeting Sarah with a hug and a kiss.

"Hey Peter! I came here as fast as I could." She smiled to him as she stepped in.

"Yeah, I thought it would be best to tell you this sooner rather than later." He told her as they went to sit on the sofa in the front room, looking at each other. The dying rays of sunlight shone through the window behind them as it sank out of sight.

"Why, is something wrong?" She asked.

"Yeah, a little bit...you know how I'm usually very quiet late at night, or on nights when the moon is out?" He tried to start off slowly as she nodded to him. "Well that's because I'm...I guess you could call it cursed, but I see it as more of a blessing..."

"Cursed? In what way?"

"Around midnight every night, or whenever the moon is full, or under certain emotions..." He turned to face her. "I change."

"Change? Change into what? Are you trying to say you're a werewolf or something?"

"Well not really a werewolf." He chuckled a little. "I've got the time to tell you though." He turned towards the window, looking up at the now black sky, the stars shimmering in the light... the big full moon. "Oh crud..." He gulped. "I thought it was tomorrow..."

"You thought what was tomorrow?" She asked before he suddenly lurched forward, yelling out in pain. "Peter! What's wrong?!"

"I..I might not be able to hold back..." He said through gritted teeth, looking up at her as his eyes narrowed, the hazel color taking on a crimson hue, glowing in the light as the pupils pulled into thin slits. A growl left his throat as he screamed again, his muscles feeling like they were on fire.

"Hold back what?" She was still at his side, oblivious to what was going to happen. A few seconds later he turned to look at her through crimson eyes, a smile on his face.

"The monster that lives inside me..." He chuckled a little as he felt his clothes start to get tighter around him, his shirt growing tighter as his abs and pectorals began to grow and define, the outline of his muscles showing against the fabric of his shirt. As his muscles grew in, Sarah saw thick, grey-black fur starting to grow along his arms, which in turn were also bulking up with muscle, the sleeves being shredded by his improving physique. His hands cracked and stretched outwards, fingers elongating painfully as huge blood-red claws grew from his fingers, curving cruelly as they rested against the carpet, the soft pads that now lined his hands leaving soft imprints.

"What...what monster is that?" She backed away a little bit as he grabbed his shirt and tore it away, revealing his muscled chest, covered completely in the dark fur. The top of his chest was covered in thicker, pitch-black fur, protruding past his shoulders. He just kept looking at her with a sinister smile as his spine cracked and grew, the six-foot-tall human growing slowly bigger now.

"Grrahahh..." He hissed, his trousers straining against his legs as the fur grew thicker around his waist, concealing his gender as he tore off the trousers he was wearing, fur all over his legs. His feet cracked as all weight was put on his toes, heels pulling upwards as his toes fused together, leaving him with three digits as they were lined with crimson claws. "Z..Z...Zoroark..." He said in a chilling tone.

He continued to grow a little more as the changes crept up his face, his head covering in grey fur as he felt his hair growing longer and longer, flowing behind in in a crimson mane, various spikes of black fur lining up in random places as it thinned a little near the tip, an emerald-green band forming at the tip as the hair fed itself through it, red at the top half and black near the back.

His mane rested behind him as his jaws cracked painfully, starting to push forwards as they grew into a large, almost triangular muzzle, his ears moving to the top of his head, growing long and pointed. As his new muzzle clicked into place, his teeth grew into razor sharp fangs, saliva dripping from them as he snarled wildly, his eyes moving to the sides of his now vulpine head. To finish it all off, small trails of red fur appeared around the back sides of his muzzle, as well as forming Z shapes around his eyes.

The creature that was Peter growled breathlessly for a few moments, pushing himself up off the ground, standing at a massive ten feet tall. He threw his head back and let loose a demonic roar as he looked over Sarah. The girl was visibly frightened, the monstrous fox licking his lips hungrily as he eyed up his prey.

"No...don't do this..." She backed away a little, hoping that some sense of her lover was still in there. A grin crossed his face as he let out a growl and pounced towards her. Sarah let out a scream, attempting to shield herself as she was knocked down. The Zoroark loomed over her, jaws opened wide as he looked like he was about to take a bite out of her. Sarah closed her eyes, wishing that this would be over quickly...

A few seconds later, she felt something wet land on her face, a small drip. This was followed by another. She opened her eyes and looked up at the fox, seeing tears dripping down his face.

"No...I...can't...do it..." He stammered, his voice a distorted growl as he looked at the girl. "Sarah...I'm sorry...I... I lost control..."

"Peter...you're still in there?" She stammered a little, looking at him.

"Yes...I was able to hold back...but I don't know how long I can hold myself back...I LOVE the savage side of me...but I don't want to bring you to harm..." He purred gently, nuzzling her face. "The only way I can save you...is by passing on my curse to you..." He told her bluntly. "I'll have to bite you."

"Bite me...so I'd be like you?"

"Yes...then we'd be together in all senses...as humans and beasts." He growled a little. "If you don't want to join me, then I'd run away now...my hold is slipping...grraahh..."

She looked up at him, staring into his crimson eyes. "Do it." She said without as much as a second thought. "If it's the best option, then do it!"

"Sssarah..." He hissed, his eyes glowing intensly. "If that is what you wish!" He snarled as he lunged forward, biting down into her shoulder. She let out a scream as his fangs pierced through the flesh. With the last of the control he had, he pulled back, looking over her, trails of blood dripping down his muzzle. She gripped her wound, looking at it as she was bathed in the light of the moon, the wound closing itself up as thick black fur grew around her shoulders and upper chest.

"Ggghh...It gets to work pretty quickly, doesn't it?" She said with a slight grin, her arms tensing up as grey fur quickly grew up and down them, her fingers elongating into crimson daggers as her palms swelled out into thick pads.

"Yesss...we don't mess around... you either join me, or you die..." Peter said with a grin, the grip on his mentality gone, leaving only the bloodthirsty Zoroark behind as he looked at the changing human. Her clothing grew tighter against her body as she felt her muscles growing, her abs rippling outwards as her fur-covered breasts grew a little in size, causing the shirt to tear away from her.

"Sounds...good to me..." She grinned back, her body starting to slowly grow to match the male's height. Her hips grew a little wider as her form grew a bit more curvy, whilst still adorned with muscle. She tore off her jeans as she felt her legs growing and altering, heels raising upwards as her feet grew into large vulpine clawed paws.

He looked on silently as the changes worked over her face, jaws creaking and cracking as her head reshaped, jaws pointing outwards into a triangular muzzle. Her teeth grew into razor sharp fangs as her ears grew long and pointed, eyes moving to the sides of her head as they turned crimson with slitted pupils. To finish it all off, her hair grew out into the signature mane of a Zoroark, flowing freely behind her as traces of red fur lined her muzzle and eyes. With her changes complete, she threw her head back and roared triumphantly. Peter joined her in roaring as it echoed through the city.

"Mrraahh...my love..." She growled, approaching the male with a smile, placing a kiss on his muzzle. He returned the favor, wrapping his arms around the vixen as he held her in a loving embrace.

"I think it's time we went to get some food...the night is our playground now!" She chuckled. Peter just grinned as they took off through the nearby window, heading towards the town, planning to paint it red.