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I followed Brian out to the woods. It was quiet between us, except for the crunching of leaves and branches we had stepped on on the way. We got to a small clearing and Brian began to take off his shirt, hanging it on a nearby tree. He went on to take off his trousers without once catching my eye. I gulped loudly, watching. My eyes were practically glued to his body until I heard his voice and almost jumped. “Are you going to join me?” “Y-yes of course.” I slowly took off my clothes, watching him transform into a massive size furry beast. His wolf was a mix of golden and red. Its eyes were also red, as it stared at me as if asking me to transform too. Bob. That was its name. I smiled when I looked at it as it approached me. “Long time.” I whispered, patting its head. It was injured.

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