"My chest is so tight. Every breath hurts!" Egon thought.
Egon continued to huff and puff, struggling to breathe. He heard rips, and saw that is undershirt was starting to tear. His stomach became more visible, the pants were becoming nothing but shreds, and his boxers were becoming no more.

Egon took a big breathe, and heaved his chest out. His undershirt tore in half, his chest now freed from the cloth prison of his shirt. He ran his fingers over his stomach, feeling each bump of his abs.

"Something isn't right here. When I change, my clothes, remain intact, to a certain extent. But, they aren't this time! Not even my boxers!" Egon thought "I wonder if the shock did more than just trigger my change. Maybe it also amplified my change, making me an even larger werewolf.."

Egon positioned himself and stood tall, continuing to rip his pants. He stretched his arms, making his jacket rip into nothing. He glanced over at the computer screen, seeing how far he was along.


"95% Almost done. I need to remind myself to NOT wear my best uniform when experimenting.."

Drawn by  catmonkshiro