I just started dating Max. It's not exactly serious. I mean...he is consistently late. But tonight of all nights was not the time to be late. I insisted on him arriving promptly. But he was busy with work (as he always seems to be). He doesn't understand. This time...this night...he's in danger. But all he sees is a meek anxious woman. But just you wait...

The change is happening. I can feel it coursing through me. My date thinks I'm crazy. What the fuck is going on? I laugh at him. Because I know. I know what's about to happen to me...and what's going to become of him when I'm done. I start to sweat. My body begins to grow: biceps ripping through my shirt, quads pushing through the fabric, leaving my clothes in tatters. My eyes glow red as the change continues. My fangs grow in, pointy, sharp and craving. I am becoming a feral creature, without inhibitions and the intense need to feed.

Max is freaking out as I stalk and pounce on him. He goes from being angry to being scared. He tries to plead with me. It's too late. You were late. There's no turning back now! I wrestle him to the ground; use my super natural strength to pin him down. I use my unreal powerful thighs to break his body. Now that he's weakened and unable to move...it's time to eat!

Date Transformation - Andrea Rosu mp4

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