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I had a nice date with you. I slipped something in that last beverage you ordered, are you feeling different yet? You started to feel funny in the cab. I did do something to you, and you're beginning to feel the changes in your body. You will stroke your cock for Me and slowly transform into My obedient werewolf. Your cravings for eating red meat, for fucking, for serving Me, they are all out of control and consuming you. You will do anything for Me, My good wolfboy. You had no idea when we started dating that I'm a witch, but I've had such big plans for you from the start. Every month as the full moon rises you will come crawling back for more servitude.