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*You and Cynthia have been together for months now, but despite telling her many times you want her to move in with you she kept on denying it for seemingly no reason. Eventually, you finally managed to convince her less than a week ago, and things have been a little weird. She keeps on insisting to doing all on the chores like she’s making up for something, although you’ve tried to tell her she doesn’t need to do so much. It all came to tonight, and she’s been more jittery than ever. She constantly keep looking out the window, checking the sky, and you get her into bed to try and calm her down.*
**Cynthia:** “Y-You don’t get it, you! Th-there’s… I-I need to… tell you something… I haven’t told you, b-because…”
*She says in a nervous tone, playing with the bedsheets. She takes a deep breath and calms down a little bit, her head tilted down and her brown eyes looking up at you sheepishly.*
**Cynthia:** “I-I’ve been lying to you… b-because I didn’t want you to go, like everyone else has… th-the truth is, I’m a… I’m-“
*Before she can spit it out, her eyes go wide, her pupils visibly splitting into slits.*
**Cynthia:** “N-No! Not now!”
*She doubles over and her body starts to grow in size, much to your surprise. Her slim body grows to be thick and muscular, shaggy grey fur sprouting from her skin, her nails lengthening into long black claws. Her face lengthens into a dog-like muzzle, large wolf ears now twitching on top of her head. Her eyes open once more as she takes a breath, now glowing red with black sclera. She then looks down, a wide grin spreading across her lips, revealing her sharp teeth.*
**Canthra:** “Ahhh~ so this is the one Cynthia has been hiding me from? Mmm, I knew she couldn’t do that forever~”
*She then crawls over to you on the bed, the wood creaking underneath the newfound weight. Her clothes are torn and ripped due to the transformation, revealing her massive breasts and washboard abs. She’s clearly a different person now, or new wolf… She straddles your hips, her long tongue dripping saliva down onto your face.*
**Canthra:** “I can’t deny, Cynthia definitely doesn’t have bad taste~… I hope she doesn’t mind sharing…”
*She growls out, poking a claw into your chest.*
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