Amanda stared impatiently at the clock as it ticked closer to midnight. She had cleared her schedule and cancelled all plans for this important night - the first full moon since getting bitten by that weird dog last month. She knew what was coming thanks to all the research she had done online. The aching joints, sprouting fur, uncontrollable urges to hunt and howl... she was ready for her epic transformation into a werewolf!
But as 12am arrived, nothing happened. Amanda waited eagerly, watching for any sign of metamorphosis. Maybe it took a few minutes to kick in? But still she felt completely normal. No fangs, no muzzle, no desire to devour raw meat. Just plain old human Amanda standing alone in her bedroom.
Frantically she checked the moon phase app on her phone - yep, definitely a full moon tonight. Was she doing something wrong? Amanda tried various tactics she thought might trigger the change - staring intently at the moon, chanting “werewolf” under her breath, listening to nature soundscapes. But the only thing she succeeded at was staying up way past her bedtime.
She couldn’t understand it. That mangy stray had definitely been a werewolf, she was sure of it! And its bite was supposed to infect her with lycanthropy. How could she have failed to become a mythical monster?
Maybe she would try again next full moon. But for now, she would have to be content just being plain old human Amanda. Disappointed, Amanda decided to walk the streets and clear her head.
Turning a corner into an alley, she stumbled upon a bizarre sight - the mangy stray dog from last month, only now it was transforming into a naked, human man! Amanda watched, mouth agape, as the furry canine shape-shifted into a grubby yet completely normal looking dude.
He flashed her a wicked grin. "The name's Luke, pleased to make your acquaintance." He extended his dirty hand out to the flabbergasted Amanda.
That time of the month