Jenny

Jenny once again tested the gate. She hoped it would hold up tonight. The lock should be strong enough to keep me inside all night, she hoped. Well it wouldn't be long now. The moon was starting its rise over the tree line outside. Jenny could feel some of her muscles spasm and twitch in anticipation. It wasn't always this way. But ever since the "accident" at the power station, she had to beware the full moon. This time she had found an old abandoned shed with a locked gate. She began to sweat. The moon was just clearing the trees. Jenny stumbled over to the wrought iron window and held the bars looking out. There it was, the full moon. Its light washed over her. Her body tingled with excitement while her mind filled with dread. She began breathing heavy, it was happening, she couldn't stop it.


She felt it first in her arms and back. The muscles began to tense up, then grow. Jenny grunted. Her biceps and triceps tore thru her red shirt. Her arms were huge and powerful she flexed them involuntarily, for the creature was now taking over. Her back swelled forth and expanded with muscle, tearing the shirt in half in back. Similarly in front, a jagged V shaped tear exposed her now growing breasts, heaving with their expansion. Her shoes began to feel tight, as her once petite feet outgrew the confines of her shoes. Her jeans could no longer hold the powerhouse Jenny was becoming. Her teardrop shaped calves tore thru the bottom of the jeans. Her enlarging hips and thighs also making short work of the clothing. Her skin began to take on a gunmetal gray pallor.

There wasn't much left of Jenny now, the creature had taken over her mind. She ripped the rest of her red flannel shirt off. Exposing her bare breasts to the moons' rays which had released them. She grunted and growled as her hair lengthened and fell behind her now broad shoulders, the color changing to an inky black. With the transformation complete, the she-beast roared.


The creature got up from the window and banged on the gate. The lock held. No matter, the creature would find another way out. Turning her attention once again to the barred window, she grabbed it with both of her large, strong, yet feminine hands. She pulled with all her might and ripped the bars and half of the wall down with it. She stepped outside and breathed in the night air. It was time to hunt.