Teen! Nanako Dojima Werewolf TF (Patreon)

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On a bustling night at Junes, Nanako stood in line at the crowded supermarket, her shopping basket filled with discounted items. Only two clients remained ahead of her at the register.

Anticipation filled the air as she waited. She thought it’s because she’s excited about her childhood favorite, unaware that a subtle warmth was enveloping her body. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, "Huh?... Why... Ah!"

Suppressing a gasp, she reached for her cellphone, eyes widening as she confirmed on her App that there was indeed a full moon tonight. She was caught off guard due to her studies and grocery shopping that led her to forget about her transformation tonight. Panicking, Nanako panted. "Ah... I need... To..." Her words trailed off as she desperately unzipped her down jacket underneath, feeling the heat intensifying.

Desperation etched across her face, Nanako grappled with conflicting needs. She had to pay the items, yet the cashier's slow pace with the customer amplified her struggle against the transformation. And while the Full Moon tempted her to just shoplift and secure herself, the rational mind in Nanakko’s head desperately telling her to Not do that.

Covering her mouth to muffle the pain, Nanako felt her teeth sharpening, each breath quickening as her body emitted loud cracks. "Please... Wait..." she pleaded with her inner werewolf to not expose her other self in the public. Having learned to embrace her lycanthropic side, even enjoying the transformation in the past, she managed to keep herself conscious in her wolf form if she wanted to. However, it won't comply with her and instead agonizes her any time she tries stalling it, while she’s yearning to halt the darkening and sharpening of her nails at the moment.

The transformation escalated; Nanako's arms spasmed, biceps bulging, and fur sprouted behind her hands. A soft gasp escaped her lips, quickly trying to cover it up with her sleeves.

Gritting her teeth, Nanako teetered on the edge of collapse. Her claws replaced the nails of her toes under her boots. The forceful nudging against her boots caused her to almost fall to the floor.

"Miss?" The cashier's voice pierced through Nanako's internal chaos. Her elongating ears perked up slightly as the cashier waved her forward, signaling for her to hand over the products.

Taking a deep breath after seeing that the worst part of the waiting is over, she forces herself to move. Walking on tiptoes, Nanako felt her feet elongating. She could only gaze in disbelief as her hands grew larger while she was hastily passing the items to the cashier, the strain of the transformation evident in every movement. Not allowing her to think of just putting the whole basket at once.

She reached for the money in the wallet. Luckily, already aware enough to count the cost of what she was purchasing beforehand, but she barely stopped herself from screaming as her spine pushed against her back. Popping sounds resonated as the base began to grow.

Upon hearing the employee state the price, she quickly handed over the money before grabbing the bag of groceries. Her boots bore the brunt of her transformation, tearing a few holes as her claws strained against the fabric.

Her vision blurred, and muscles swelled, she realized that she had no time left after being jammed for so long. Unable to make time to escape to the Exit and run into the wild before it’s too late, she knew she had to undergo the rest of this transformation in an instant.

Eyes darting around, Nanako spotted the janitor door. "There...!" She opened it hastily, slamming it shut behind her. The cramped room left little space, her paws pressed against the wall, inadvertently pushing brooms and even a ladder to conveniently blocking off the door at least for now.

In her search for an escape, Nanako discovered a window leading outside. Initially wanting to leap through it, but her body felt almost glued to the floor. Opting for a compromise, she managed to toss the bag out of the window with her burgeoning strength. Leaving it up for Fate whether her Wolf can climb out there if the window even fits, or did she have to stay here for the night? She doubts her wolf would like being held up in such places though.

Groaning, Nanako turned back to the wall. She tried to take off her outer Down Jacket. And yet, she could only release partially, only able to slide it off her left arm since she impulsively needs to steady herself for what’s to come. As her tail pressed against the wall, her composure still broke at the end.

The room echoed with snarls and cries, fabric tearing as the tail relentlessly pushed through the combined resistance of her pants and panties. It drilled a hole through them. That would make it difficult if she had to take these out as soon as this is done.

Boots finally torn, revealing her emerging and lengthened paws, long and wolf-like. Panting heavily in relief as her tail and feet are done with het, she dropped her down jacket safely. The respite is only brief however as long before it touches the ground, Nanako's inner sports jacket’s zip is launched harshly by the crack in her ribcage. At least it’s not the one issued by the school. The additional pressure on her back and shoulder also shredded her tank top open. The snapping of its straps revealed her growing chest covered in fur as it fluttered down.

She had no time to look below since her eyes are fixated on the full moon through the window, primal urges overwhelming her restraint to at least strip her clothes off. In a culmination of agony and release from saving herself from being caught, she finally accepted there’s no way to salvage her threads now. She surrendered to the inevitable transformation. "AAWWROOOO!!!"

Although, she snapped away from her alluring howl when she realized the transformation started to push her forward. She knew what it wanted, but she couldn't afford to be on her fours, or else she would be stuck here, risking someone finding their way in.

Right before she fell down, she managed to catch the wall cabinets on the other side with a greeted teeth. She grips her paws into the concrete deeply, with enough force that everything on the cabinets shook badly, some of the tools, cleaning products, and paint cans are clattering at the ground from the turbulence. Her act of resistance is her way of telling her wolf that she needs to remain upright or else they can't get out of here.

Surprisingly, she can feel her wolf nodding this time after so many disagreements today. While she’s grateful that the room is small enough this time, the transformation adjusted her whole skeleton into its new form with that in mind. And yet Now free from the confines of the walls, the Fur of her tail exploded to its full length, with enough force as a bursting dam.

With her rapidly changing silhouette, Nanako's tail destroyed her panties while tearing through her giving up pants, growing long in the process. Her back bulked up, prompting growls as she reached for her sports jacket, yanking it free from her transforming body. Albeit not as cleanly as it leaves some tears despite managing to blindly throw it across the window.

"Rrraaaaghhh!!! Aaahh!!" Now free from most of her restricting clothes, she relinquished any attempt to hold back and roared. Without anything else that she may have missed, she’s fully embracing the primal urges taking over. Her fangs had fully replaced her teeth while her ears had fully moved to the top of her head.

Fur invaded her muscular back, strong legs, and her increasingly bestial chest. Said legs are splitting the weakened lower half of her pants as she speaks. But she’s glad she wasn’t facing the Cabinets on her back. Otherwise, their woods rubbing against her transforming back would make her feel as if she’s crucified.

She trusted her wolf enough to take her hands off the wall and stand up and let it take the reins. But despite now embracing the transformation take it all in, savage feelings still overwhelming her. Enough that she stops thinking and willing to snap the strings of her pigtails, letting her long hair fully down. Nanako tears the remaining shreds of her clothes, liberating herself from the constraining fabric and standing naked. She only needs pelts of fur to keep her warm.

All that remained was her face, which began to elongate. Unable to see things with a clear mind, she shuts her eyes. Her cries intertwined with the bone-cracking and constant groans. She wished to remain conscious, but her earlier resistance made her wolf unwilling to cooperate. Despite worrying for her groceries' safety, all she can do is to leave the rest to it.

Surrendering to the transformation, she allowed her muzzle to grow with a satisfying snap. Eyes opening wide, Nanako released a long howl for the second time, the end of her change into her lycanthropic form.

The Wolf's ears perked up as whispers and talking reached her sensitive hearing from outside the door. They must have heard the commotion from the sound of her emergence. Just before she looked around for a way out, however, she stared at a Down Jacket left in the ground. With a resigned huff, she picks it up with her claws, not wanting any evidence of her existence to be seen. She swiftly glanced at the window and attempted to crawl out.

The window proved smaller than expected, and she growled in annoyance as the human curve on top of her chest got stuck when she’s so high up. And doing this while having to carry a useless garment didn't help either. It took considerable strength to force herself through, landing on the ground at all fours just as the door was heard opening in the small room.

About to make her escape, she noticed the bag Nanako had thrown earlier before the transformation fully took hold, as well as the torn Sports Jacket. Now that she had to commit to complete Nanako’s delivery, she reluctantly grabbed the torn sports jacket with her mouth into the Bag, and dragged the down jacket with her forelegs in as if it’s a litter.

Once it’s done she bites into the straps of the Bag, hoping that the feeble plastic is strong enough to handle her fangs. The Wolf raced out on her own shopping trip, eager to embrace the freedom of the full moon illuminating a cold night on her own terms. Harvesting her own piece of the fresh earth with her paws.

The night went on, ending when the moon hid in the horizon and the sun rose once more over Inaba. As the first rays hit her face, Nanako stirred, groaning as she rubbed her aching face with her hand. "Another full moon..." She sat up, disappointment evident upon realizing her clothes were missing, leaving her naked on the ground.

Surveying her surroundings, she discovered she was in the backyard. At least now, Nanako didn't have to run back home naked. And thankfully, her Wolf didn't see the Garden as a nice pillow or else her dad’s Great Vegetables will be ruined. As she began to stand, she found something in her lap. "Ah!" Startled in surprise, a smile graced her face as she held the bag containing the items she bought the previous night. And surprisingly, she saw a couple of clothes tuckes roughly in it too "I almost forgot… and my jackets are saved too! Thank you, Wolf!"