Kir disliked Thanksgiving. It was bad enough his mom and dad got him out of bed early to go to a small carnival and get his face painted, but he now had to eat a dinner with his family. Kir disliked most of the food served on Thanksgiving too. He just wanted to go back to home and sleep.

"Hey, I think the face paint of your wolf looks pretty neat. You could at least try to look happy about it." Kir's dad said as the family pulled up to a house.

Kir sighed. He was well over 18, yet he still lived with his parents. Jobs were hard to come by, let alone one that paid well. "Yeah, yeah." He felt unusually hot and itchy underneath his clothes. He couldn't wait to go home. Christmas was one thing. He at least got presents on that day. Thanksgiving it was all eating food he disliked followed by setting up Christmas decorations.

Once the car stopped at the curb, Kir reached out to grab the handle, but paused. His fingers looked much shorter and stubbier than he remembered, and fur covered them. He opened up the door and took off his seatbelt. His ears twitched multiple times as he heard his back pop. He then realized where his ears twitched from and raised his hand to feel the triangular ears on his head. He glanced at the mirror in the front and saw the reflection of, not a man, but of a creature turning into a wolf. 'What the hell?' Kir thought to himself.

"Come along Kir. Your relatives are all waiting for us to arrive. We're the last ones, thanks to you." Kir's mom said as she began to walk to the house.

'Sorry if I wanted to do something you never do, which is sleep.' Kir hopped out of the van. His new ears and strange fur on his hands worried him, but now as he hopped out of the van, he realized he was on his hands and legs, and that his body was perfectly suited to be on all fours. "Mom, dad? Do you two notice anything different about me?" He spoke casually, even though his mind was anything but. His clothes were ill fitting on his new form. He just wanted to get them off his furry body.

Both Kir's mom and dad looked back at Kir. "No. Just a lazy person." Kir's mom replied. "Come on; let's go already."

Kir sighed frustratingly. He knew something was wrong with his body. He looked more like a strange wolf creature than he did a human. He followed the two, but his pants and underwear slipped off and revealed a cock turning canine, as well as a cunt developing behind it that Kir could feel. It felt arousing, and disturbing. His flat tongue lolled out of his mouth as he followed the two. "If you say so." He said with a frustrated sigh. He knew he was different, but his family just treated him as if it were any other day. Surely, if his mom and dad saw nothing different, the rest of the family members would.

Kir walked into the house behind his mom and dad. He reached back, pulled his shirt off, and revealed his fully naked body. He had feminine curves and the development of multiple tits between his legs, six in total. Yet, as Kir walked up the stairs upon entering the house and seeing the other family members, everyone acted as if he were completely normal.

'This is insane! I'm clearly not a human anymore.' Kir sat on 'her' haunches. He reached back with amazing flexibility and gave his exposed cock a few licks before he turned his attention back to the family. 'Why does nobody seem the least bit concerned? I'm like some kind of weird wolf creature.' Kir wasn't completely an animal, but she was far from human.

Kir walked into the kitchen and heard her small claws click against the tiles. her muzzle picked up the scent of various foods, and she couldn't help but reach up and grab a slice of turkey with her sharp teeth. She pulled the turkey onto the floor and helped himself. 'I can't believe everyone doesn't realize how weird I look. At least I can eat like a normal human.' she thought to himself. she wasn't sure what to make of the situation. She wondered if the rest of the world would treat him like this too. She walked out into the living room once she finished her food and glanced at the various people. Young, old, some she knew, most she didn't. There was a variety of people in the large house.

Kir noticed her uncle brought her dog with him too. The dog was a she, and Kir could smell her from where she sat. Normally, she didn't care too much about the dog. Today however, the dog smelled very alluring. 'Ugh. If I were to do 'anything' with that dog, they'd all consider that unnatural, wouldn't they?' she thought to himself. She spoke up about the dog, but her voice came out in just barks and growls.

Kir's mom laughed at her. "Hey, if you want to play with the dog, then go right ahead! Just ask for permission first."

Kir didn't know if her mom even understood what she said. She walked up to her uncle and sat down on her two back legs. She felt like a cross between a wolf and a human and a male and a female. She was a werewolf herm creature of some sort. She whined up to her uncle with need. Her beet red cock bobbed out in the open from its sheath. Her new form freaked her out, as well as everyone being so casual about it. Still, if they weren't going to help her, she could get her needs satisfied at the very least.

The uncle laughed at Kir and nodded. "Yeah, sure if you want. I won't judge. You are 'you' after all."

Kir had no idea what that meant, but with a frustrated sigh, she tilted her head to the side and walked away from the family with the dog. 'Well, maybe this new body won't be all bad. At least I get to have 'some' kind of fun on Thanksgiving.'