Under the light of the full moon, Derek felt his body changing, his clothes shredding, the weight of his breasts growing on his chest, and the delicious, hungry heat between his legs. Since that night with Irina and the scratches she left on his back, every full moon would bring him a new night of abandon where the only thing that mattered was satisfying his feminine lust. With a scream of pleasure, the transformation was complete and Danni the were-bimbo was on the prowl.