TF Week 2: Elizabeth Story

Elizabeth's eyes were drawn to the intriguing book displayed in the window in the book store of Paulownia Mall. As she strolled through the bustling shopping center with Makoto, she found herself captivated by the cover's depiction of a fearsome werewolf as they continued to explore the rest of the mall together.


The following day, Elizabeth found herself unable to shake off her fascination with that book on werewolves. Determined to delve deeper into their lore, she took a brief leave from the Velvet Room.


With a sense of excitement, she finds the store and was pleasantly surprised to find the book marked down to a remarkably low price. It seemed as though destiny had guided her steps, intertwining her fate with that of the ancient werewolves she had been so drawn to.


With the book securely in her possession, Elizabeth returned to the Velvet Room, eager to uncover the secrets within its pages.


Elizabeth spent many hours immersed in the ancient tales of werewolves. The stories described the agonizing metamorphosis from human to beast, the unleashed primal instincts, and the insatiable hunger that accompanied the transformation. She found herself both captivated and unsettled by these accounts, her imagination running wild with the possibilities. The more she read, the more her fascination grew.


She found the idea of transforming into a werewolf strangely alluring. The prospect of shedding her human form and embracing a wild ignited a flicker of excitement within her. Elizabeth couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to experience such transformation, to witness her body contort and reshape, to have her senses heightened to an extraordinary degree.


Elizabeth's mind drifted to the Persona Compendium that Makoto had diligently been building during their time together fusing Personas. Within its pages lay a vast collection of Personas, each representing a facet of humanity's collective consciousness. She wondered if there was a Persona that embodied the primal, ferocious spirit of the werewolf.


She reached out and took hold of the Persona Compendium. Flipping through its pages, she meticulously scanned the entries, searching for a Persona that resembles a half man and half wolf. And there, nestled among the numerous entries, she found it: a Persona named Loup Garou.


It's depiction is of a werewolf from France, a man becoming a beast at night. It was higher-leveled than she thought at 54, but she supposed that it won't matter as long as the curse can be passed on, with that Elizabeth closed the Compendium with the decision made.


She needed absolute privacy though, she thought of the perfect location to enact her desires. Then, it came to her – the Dark Hour. The hour that cloaked the world in shadows, where ordinary humans slept and the supernatural roamed. It was during this time that the boundaries between reality and the supernatural blurred. A perfect time to conduct these things.


As the clock struck midnight, signaling the arrival of the Dark Hour, Elizabeth stepped outside of the Velvet Room. The moon hung high in the sky, casting the eerie green glow over the empty streets.


Elizabeth considered the option of heading to the nearest forest, it would offer a sense of freedom and wildness that her transformed self would appreciate.


Following her intuition, Elizabeth made her way to the nearby forest using teleportation, its entrance concealed by a few shadows that were quickly disposed of by her.


Elizabeth stood amidst the towering trees and bushes of Lupinus Flowers, with a serene determination, she began to slowly undress, peeling away each layer of her clothing. Piece by piece, her elegant garments were set aside, revealing her bare body to the night air.


Elizabeth with the Compendium in hand, called upon the power of the persona.


"Loup Garou!" she exclaimed, a blinding light erupted from the tarot that broke in front of her, illuminating the surrounding trees. As the radiance subsided, Loup Garou materialized before her.


Elizabeth knew that Personas were not capable of verbal communication like people, their expressions limited to non-verbal cues making them perfect for battle. Loup Garou, its intense, amber eyes locked onto Elizabeth's, conveying an unspoken understanding of the purpose that had brought them together.


Elizabeth approached her persona cautiously, her eyes fixed on its imposing form. With a mixture of trepidation and an unwavering resolve, she extended her arm towards the persona, offering her bare forearm.


With a face of recognition, she somehow called his name, "Lupinus", whom with a lowered head and a glint of understanding in its amber eyes, leaned forward and cautiously approached Elizabeth's outstretched arm.


As the werewolf's fangs made contact with Elizabeth's arm, a soft moan escaped her lips. The sensation that followed was a curious mixture of pleasure and pain, as if a primal force surged through her veins. A jolt of electricity shot through her body, causing her muscles to tense and her senses to heighten.


Elizabeth's eyes shot open, her vision momentarily blurred by the remnants of the intense surge of energy. As her focus came back, she realized that Loup Garou, the Persona that had been with her just moments ago, had vanished.


"Oooh it's starting!" Elizabeth's body trembled as a sudden surge of heat coursed through her veins. Beads of sweat formed on her brow, trickling down her flushed skin, as she began to pant heavily. She clutched her chest and the Book, feeling a tingling sensation deep within her core.


As the intensity of the transformation escalated, Elizabeth's pain reached its zenith. A sharp, agonized scream tore from her throat, echoing through the stillness of the forest. Her muscles convulsed, seemingly moving of their own accord, as her body contorted in ways she had never imagined.


Her senses sharpened, and Elizabeth's ears twitched atop her head, elongating into a lupine form. She marveled at the transformation of her teeth, feeling them lengthen into sharp fangs. A mix of awe and excitement washed over her as her hands elongated and her nails transformed into razor-sharp claws. The Compendium is rending and leaving tears in its drop to the ground. But she didn't worry much, it will fix itself in the next morning.


"W-wow... so I am becoming the bigger kind of werewolves" She gasped, her breath catching in her throat, as fur sprouted in between her breasts and across her abs. Her muscles swelled and grew, her arms becoming powerfully muscled.


Elizabeth's eyes widened with a mix of fascination and arousal as her nipples hardened, a newfound sensitivity accompanying her transformation. She couldn't resist the temptation to squeeze and playfully admire her transformed body.


"This is so exciting! Aaahh" Groaning, she felt her legs undergo a similar transformation, growing muscular and powerful. Her feet morphed into paws, causing her to lose balance momentarily as her posture shifted. Fur spread along her back, enveloping her in a soft, primal covering.


"Mmmhh! Ah... ah... that must be my..." A low, guttural moan escaped her as her tailbone lengthened, aching as it elongated into a magnificent tail. She gasped as felt her ears stretch and reshape, becoming long and pointed like those of a wolf. "Tail..."


A surge of excitement rushed through her veins as her body became adorned with a thick layer of fur, her mind embracing a newfound primal nature.


Elizabeth's laughter mixed with growls as the remnants of her humanity, for the lack of a better term, began to fade. Her voice took on a deep, resonant timbre, echoing through the forest. With a powerful, earth-shaking roar, she stood tall, her gaze fixed upon the moon above. In her true werewolf form, she surveyed her transformed body with a mix of satisfaction and exhilaration. A sense of liberation and belonging coursed through her veins, urging her to enjoy this new reality of hers.


"This is amazing... ah... ah... I gotta!" With an uncontrollable surge of energy, she threw her head back and let out a hauntingly beautiful howl, the sound piercing the night air.


"Ugh... That felt as if I had to sneeze, it still felt amazing to howl though-" she paused as she indeed sneezed loudly "Okay, maybe i did need that one. Perhaps the weather is colder than I thought".