"Transformed by the Moon: A Tale of Becoming the Beast Within"

You blink open your haze-filled eyes, feeling abnormally warm and heavy. An uncontrollable itch scratches beneath your skin, setting your nerve endings afire with a strange sensation. It takes you a moment to process the scene before you - the chaos left behind by a terrifying encounter with what you'd come to understand was a werewolf. A glance at the full moon hanging in the sky makes your heart pound in trepidation of the impending transformation. The strange heat within intensifies, and you feel your body harden, discarding its familiar contours to replace them with an odd rigidity. Your muscles bend and twist, forming an alien frame that is quadrupedal instead of your usual bipedal stature, and you scream, or try to, as you adjust in the new position. Your formerly tame strands of hair thicken and sprout, transforming into a coarse hide of fur that swathes your body in its wildness. You can't help but gawp at your shaking hands, now fore-paws, covered in this peculiar sleek fur. Your nails blacken and harden into thick claws digging into the ground beneath. As your mind swims with confusion, your ears tingle with a peculiar sensation. The once rounded helixes elongate, twisting into pointy and furry ears, affording you hearing capabilities far superior to anything you've had as a human. But even more frightening is the sense of your mouth, your jaw pushing out, realigning into a fanged, canine-like snout. Your nose, once a tiny human nose, elongates, morphing into the wet nose characteristic to dogs, enhancing your normal sense of smell to an animalistic level. Behind you, a strange weight hovers and you spin around, nearly tripping over your own paws. A large bushy tail sways a rythmic dance, seemingly in tune with your tumultuous emotions. "What's happening to me?" you breathe out, fighting the panic tearing through your heart as the transformation brings your body to a monstrous new size. Your surroundings flicker, they seem brighter, sounds are louder, smells more potent. You're assaulted by a potpourri of scents, noises, and sensory data you realize your human brain couldn’t have processed. With a gasp, you recognize a new, raw instict crawling into your thoughts, infesting your mind with wild urges and sensations. A feral need surges, removing your last shred of your previously comfortable human mentality. Staring at your reflection in a nearby pond, a werewolf stands before you, snarling in the ghostly glow of the full moon. You struggle, clawing against this reality. But as the night wears on, you accept the beast you've become, the werewolf in you raging defiantly beneath the moonlight. You howl, the sound echoing and calling out to the age-old legends of men who become beasts, a cry born out of confusion, fear, and a newfound sense of power. You are now a creature of the night, born from a bite and baptized under the full moon's silent vigilance. And in this admission, the human who once was slowly fades, allowing your wild, potent, and terrifyingly beautiful werewolf spirit to truly take form.