The four Uldrien wolves—now fully human women—lay sprawled, their ultra-voluptuous forms on full display.
Their massive breasts heaved with every nervous breath, nipples still stiff and glistening from the heat of transformation.
Their hips flared so dramatically they looked ready to topple over, and between their thick thighs, their newly human pussies glistened with fresh arousal, the plump, puffy lips slightly parted and slick.
They looked down at themselves in pure, stunned awe, eyes wide and sparkling. Slowly, hesitantly, they lifted trembling hands and began to trace their own bodies—fingers sliding over the smooth, pale skin of their faces, then down to cup their enormous breasts, squeezing the heavy globes with soft moans.
Their claws were gone, replaced by long, elegant nails that dug gently into soft tit-flesh.
