I ran down the street, knocking down trick-or-treaters who got in my way as my brain buzzed and it felt like ten thousand flies were buzzing inside my skull as I felt myself with the fever for fur! It had been so long since I'd fucked a hairy pussy, two full weeks, and the light of the full moon upon my werewolf mask was only making it worse. The lunar light seemed to penetrate my pours and seep into my blood and I thought I would pass out before I got home. But finally I arrived at my door to find a couple trick-or-treaters standing in front of it, wanting to bum some candy which I did not have.

"Get away from my door, you pesky pan handlers!" I shouted to the children as I pushed them out of the way and ran inside my apartment. It felt like a whole cave of bats were flapping their wings inside my chest as I stumbled through the pitch black darkness to find the switch to a nearby lamp. I turned the light on and grabbed a pair of scissors, howling as I did so as I made my way into the bathroom, flipped on the light and looked in the mirror.

"What have I become?" I asked myself as I took off the werewolf mask and threw it on the floor. I then in a fit started to cut off the hairs upon my head, grabbing big thick gnarly rat's nest-infested handfuls and snipping them off like a drunken barber, mangling it and ripping it out from my scalp as I snipped away. Clumps of my brown hair fell to the bathroom floor and quickly formed a pile around my feet as I mused to myself in confusion and delirium that a werewolf was shaving off all of his hair.

I stood before the mirror, nearly bald with clumps of hair scattered here and there. It was time to get out the razor as I opened up the medicine cabinet and pulled one out. It was a rusty, dull plastic disposable razor that I held in my hands. I ran a fingertip across the dull blade and nearly cried at the fact that this was all I had. Setting it upon the sink, I squirted a glob of shaving cream upon my hands and then began to spread it upon my head, flattening the remaining scattered patches of brown hair and coating my mangled head with the white, cool-feeling substance.