Macro Werewolf gf green

have the sweetest gf
tiny, slim little thing
you prefer bigger girls, but she's your perfect match otherwise
she's always in your corner, always has sage advice
is pretty intense in the sack too
she punches above her weight and loves it rough in bed, despite being ultra-sweet elsewhere
conversely, she's had body image issues for a long time
you've comforted her, telling her she's perfect the way she is
life's great
even up and through marriage
a few months of marital bliss later, though, something changes
your gf was attacked one night walking home from work
bite marks on her shoulder from some sort of dog
it's a city park, and while the cops concede the bite was clearly from an animal (and a big one at that) no sight or trace has been found since
she makes a... staggeringly quick recovery
within days, there's not even a scar
other quirks come up too
her sense of smell quickly becomes amazing
and she's able to practically see in the dark
you don't think much of it, but one night when you return to work, she's not around
none of her colleagues have seen her since she left her workplace
and you naturally panic
especially when the next day, reports of a giant wolf litter the headlines
but you're massively relieved when your wife returns home
oddly she's wearing clothes you don't recognize
and, again, the cops have evidence of this beast, but can't find it
this goes on for a few months
and you notice your wife becomes increasingly twitchy and panicky around... well, the same time each month
it must be fear of being attacked
she refuses to take time out of work though
but after the last time, where one car was literally crushed by whatever this monster is, and another was thrown to block a street when cops caught the trail, you're adamant
she's staying home on the full moon, and you've okayed it with her boss
she's still panicked
you're not sure why
she bounces from manic energy to fits of feeling claustrophobic
you hear a sound outside and open the curtain to look
your wife pleads not to, but it's too late
you witness a really big full moon
and that's when you hear her grunt in pain
you look at her as she clutches her body
her normally brown eyes... they're yellow
she runs off and hides in the bedroom
you're still worried and manage to jam your foot in the door as she closes it
you may have been ignorant up to this point, but there's no denying it now
your wife yelps as her tits swell over a dozen sizes in seconds
and her auburn hair hades to grey as it spreads down her neck
her ears point up and move up to higher on her head
her feet burst through her socks, nails turning to claws
she seems to resign herself to her transformation into a werewolf, and everything accelerates
her muzzle grows out, her teeth becoming sharp
her thin body thickens out with both fur, fat and even some well padded muscle
but the most shocking part is when she grows all over so fast, her head hits the ceiling and cracks it
she falls onto her ass
the whole room shakes
but not as much as her absolutely gigantic rack
a huge, fluffy tail shoots from above her spine as her body is now thoroughly covered in silky grey and white fur
and her head hits the ceiling a second time
as your wife pants from the change into a 25ft tall, ultra-curvy wolf girl
she's beside herself with worry
pleading not to panic
and as you reassure her that you know it's still her, her pleading turns to embarrassment
she's worried you'll hate how fat she feels
or how huge she is
regardless whether or not you have a fetish for wolf girls, it's your wife
and that overrides everything
you just lean a little harder on your love of bigger girls
because she's the biggest one of all as you bury your head in her cavernous cleavage
and you tell her it'll be just fine