Darkness fell over the barn as I aproached it, the moon was begining to rise, I was running out of time. I could feel my bones beginning to yearn, yearn for the freedom, joy, even the pain of the transformation. I quickly ran into the barn as my night-vision set in I quickly spotted the chains hooked to the wall they were the only thing keeping me from hurting the ones I loved. I ran to them as my bones began to crack, I quickly latched my self in, as the transformation rushed onto me. I screamed as hair sprouted all around my body, and my bones bended and snapped into place. My nose was pushed away from my face as I grew a dog like snout. I suddenly became aware of sounds and smells I hadnt noticed before. I crouched forward my spine pushing me down into a crouched position my teeth and nails grew long and sharp. Then as I gave my last wail, it turned into a howl, loud and strong. The transformation was done.