There was no way that Karla was a real werewolf. It was just a gag everyone in the sorority came up with, like our own urban legend. It all started on the last full moon, obviously, when Karla claimed she was attacked by some crazy bitch. According to her, this girl she’d never met before came running at her, but like on all fours, like a dog would, and that she totally leapt up and bit her on the neck. Not to actually hurt her or anything, the bite didn’t even break the skin, but it left a nasty hickey on her neck.
    That was Karla’s account, anyway, that she got attacked by some crazy wolf bitch in the park.
    Except Rachel happened to be out walking that night in the park, too, and she had her own wild encounter. She heard some rustling in the bushes, and when she checked it out she ended up finding two naked chicks totally getting it on. Of course Rachel recorded it on her phone, which made plenty of the girls in the sorority call her a perv. Only when I saw the video myself (I’m not a lesbian or anything, but you just have to watch something that scandalous) I could completely understand why she had to record it.
    The video showed the women rutting around in the grass, nipping and clawing and grinding at each other like wild animals as they fucked. They would take turns pinning the other to the ground and fucking them, only the entire time they didn’t say anything. All they did was growl and grunt, like dogs. And it was almost perfectly timed like a movie that the clouds would part and the full moon shone as one of the chicks came. She reared her head back and howled like a wolf, and it was clear as day that it was Karla, cumming with the happiest look I’d ever seen on someone.
    No one told Karla about the video, obviously. We didn’t care if she wanted to sleep with women or do kinky shit like fucking in public, she was our sorority sister, so we kept the video only among us. Sure, maybe it was a little shitty to have a secret like that about a friend, but it wasn’t hurting her either.
    The only problem was that Karla kept sticking to her ridiculous lie that the naked chick bit her on the neck, conveniently leaving out the part where she let her inner wolf out and fucked that girl’s brains out in return. Well, if she wanted to cry werewolf, then we were happy to return the favor. So the inside joke became that Karla was a werewolf now and that on the next full moon she’d totally turn into a wolf monster and go all horror movie on all of us. Karla hated some of the jokes, and maybe we were a little bitchy for it, but honestly we were just trying to give Karla a chance to come clean about her kinky girlfriend. 
    “Hey gals, so I made up the whole werewolf thing. I’ve actually got a girlfriend and we love to fuck in the park and howl at the moon.” Like, it’s not that hard to say.
    But Karla stuck to her dumb excuse, and the whole sorority got locked into a game of chicken with her, refusing to reveal we knew what was really going down the whole time.
    Which is how a group of us ended up in the sorority’s main room that night, waiting for the full moon to come out. It was completely silly and pointless, but it was worth it to make Karla finally admit that she wasn’t attacked by a werewolf when the moon totally didn’t turn her into a monster too. I’ll give it to Karla, though. She was really sweating and acting nervous like she believed it herself. Of course, her lie was about to be totally busted, so I guess she didn’t have to act too hard to be nervous.
    And finally it happened. The moon came up over the frat house across the street, and Karla stared at it in terror… and nothing happened.
    “Looks like you’re totally not a werewolf after all,” Rachel said smugly, recording Karla for posterity.
    Only Karla didn’t give up like we thought she would. Instead she doubled down on her lie as she bent over, gripping her sides tight and said her body was burning up. In seconds her face was glistening with sweat too, and I still don’t know how she pulled off that frightened look on her face. Before we could even call bullshit Karla suddenly howled and ripped her shirt clean open.
    I know my jaw dropped as Karla stripped right there in front of us, grunting and panting with her tongue hanging out. Before long she had dropped to all fours, completely naked with her pussy absolutely dripping. Karla circled around, glaring at all of us with a deep growl rumbling in her throat. Then she howled again, and we all broke out laughing.
    “Fucking bravo,” I shouted, clapping as hard as all the other girls. None of us thought Karla had the balls to do her pervert werewolf in front of all of us, and we knew we were witnessing a sorority legend in the making. All of us loved it, except for Amara, who was our unofficial queen bee, or at least that’s how she liked to think of herself, anyway. Amara’s BFF Skye was cackling with laughter like the rest of us but she quickly clammed up when she saw Amara scowling at her.
    “Get your clothes on, you perv!”
    Karla whirled around on Amara, dropping down low to the floor. For a second, even though she was just a naked girl playing pretend, I swore Karla really did look like some killer predator spotting it’s prey. Suddenly Karla lunged at Amara, who did a full horror movie shriek that I really couldn’t blame her for.
    Except, instead of trying to attack her, Karla instead wrapped herself tight around Amara’s leg and started to openly hump her, panting like a horny dog.
    Everyone busted up laughing at that. 
    Amara was furious and cursing like a sailor. She kept trying to kick Karla off but the girl was determined. She was humping Amara’s leg and loving it, and I nearly busted a gut as Skye awkwardly tried to help but was too scared to touch the naked girl, and just ended up shuffling around them with a helpless look on her face.
    Amara swung a hand down to shove her off, and that’s when Karla bit her wrist.
    It didn’t seem all that hard, but it definitely caught everybody off guard. The laughter died instantly, and everyone watched Amara’s fury bubbling over. She opened her mouth to scream-
    And instead she let out a weird moan. Her eyes crossed, and her body shuddered as Amara looked like she was about to pass out. Karla kept her mouth clamped on Amara’s wrist and didn’t lose her pace at all as she kept humping Amara’s leg. Only now Amara didn’t seem to care. She was shaking her head and groaning, muttering words that we couldn’t really hear.
    Her unfocused eyes washed over everyone without recognition, but then Amara’s head dipped down and she saw Karla humping her. A weak sound escaped her, and it took all of us a second to realize that it was a bark. Amara had just barked.
    Amara seemed to snap out of whatever was happening to her. She clapped a hand over her mouth and tried to pull her wrist out of Karla’s mouth, but Karla growled. Amara relaxed and bent forward a little, like she was trying to give Karla better access to her wrist.
    Skye put a hand cautiously on her friends shoulder. “Amara? You alright?”
    “I feel…” Amara started, but then her eyes rolled back in her head. She shuddered again, and I noticed her nipples poking through her shirt. It’s weird the small details you remember. “I’m… I’m… horny!” Amara suddenly cried out, almost a howl, as she gripped her blouse and tore it open, buttons flying out at all of us. A happy growl escaped Karla as she let go off Amara’s wrist and backed away, waiting on all fours. With both hands free now Amara started clawing at her bra, tossing it aside before stripping off her pants in the blink of an eye. 
    All of us were shocked as hell as the now naked Amara dropped to all fours, panting like a dog and wagging her ass. Then she reared back her head and howled, and Karla howled with her.
    And I nearly cried myself hoarse as I cheered along with the other sorority girls. This was totally epic! Not only had Karla decided to go full performance art as a lesbian werewolf, but she’d even convinced Amara to do it too! The two fake werewolves tackled each other to the floor, making out and humping one another as we just cheered and laughed. I tried to think if Amara was the other girl in the video Rachel had recorded, only that other chick had been a redhead. I really had no idea how Karla had managed to talk the stuck up Amara into something as wild as this, but it was impressive as hell.
    They’d even managed to keep it a secret from Skye, who was freaking the fuck out. It was hilarious watching her trying to tell Amara to stop and to think of her reputation and reminding her that she wasn’t a lesbian, but Amara just kept up the werewolf act as she started going down on Karla. That certainly wasn’t pretend, though. From the couch I had a full view of Amara lovingly licking at Karla’s pussy, getting her tongue in as deep as she could. I wasn’t a lesbian, but even I got excited imagining having someone go down on me that enthusiastically.
    Unfortunately Skye tried to ruin the show by grabbing Amara by the shoulder’s and rudely yanking her out from between Karla’s legs.
    “Amara, get a hold of yourself!”
    But Amara just growled at her, and Skye suddenly went really pale. Amara tackled her to the ground, and everyone cried out at the brutal take-down like we were watching a wrestling match. The naked Amara was on top of Skye instantly, and then she bit down on Skye’s throat. I could tell it was a fake bite with just teeth pressing lightly against the skin. It’d leave a bit of a mark but it wasn’t meant to really hurt anyone. So I was the only one to realize that Skye was in on the joke too, which is why I didn’t gasp in shock as Skye suddenly arched her back high enough to let her skirt flip over and show off her thong to everyone.
    Skye got in on the fake werewolf bit too. She moaned as Amara ‘bit’ her throat, and even started humping the air. Karla took the chance to crawl over and grabbed Skye’s panties with her teeth, yanking them down. Then she got busy eating Skye out, as Skye’s fake pleas for help turned into ecstatic moans and barks.
    Karla had gotten another victim of her lesbian werewolf curse, and we all laughed as Amara and Skye made out like horny animals. It was honestly a little cathartic, since we’d always joked that the two girls should just fuck and get it over with, and now they were fucking in front of the whole sorority.
    Rachel ran over for a better view, training her camera to capture Amara yanking Skye’s bra off with her mouth. Unfortunately it wasn’t very effective, and Amara was whining with frustration as she kept yanking the bra uselessly. I had to admire their commitment to the act, though, since she didn’t use her hands at all. They just kept up acting like dogs, as if they really had been turned into animals instead of sorority girls putting on a show.
    “Here,” a new girl named Prita said as she knelt down beside them, unhooking Skye’s bra so we could finally see her tits. Only as soon as she did that Skye rolled over, growling on all fours. She shook her ass back and forth, before her and Amara jumped up and pinned Prita back down in her chair. Prita broke out laughing as the two fake werewolves ‘bit’ her, which was really just nipping her arms and neck all over. I almost thought Prita wasn’t part of it, she seemed genuinely surprised by the lesbian attack, but then her eyes rolled back and she started clawing at her clothes, barking weakly as she became a lesbian werewolf too.
    “They got another one, girls,” Rachel called out. As she was busy recording Amara and Skye humping Prita, she didn’t see Karla moving in stealthily from behind her. All of us were nudging each other, ready for the next take down. Obviously Rachel had to be part of a wild stunt like this. Hell, Rachel was probably the one who suggested it to Karla.
    Except as Karla bit Rachel’s ankle she gave a legitimate scream and jumped up in fright, nearly kicking Karla in the face but our lesbian werewolf held on. Rachel whirled to see Karla biting her ankle, and there almost seemed to be genuine surprise on her face. But then Rachel laughed and threw up her hands.
    “Oh no, they got me!”
    We all snickered. Rachel was the worst actress. Even Prita was giving a great performance as she stripped and fell to the floor, having a werewolf threesome with Amara and Skye eating her out. She must have been a drama major.
    “Help me girls,” Rachel cried with mock drama, “The change… it’s coming over me! I must… strip!” Rachel did a fake howl and tugged at her shirt. Even with her bad Shatner acting, Rachel was too body shy to strip in front of everyone. She was the girl who wore a swimsuit in the communal shower.
    But then Rachel’s eyes went wide and she got very still. Her breath caught in her throat, and she seemed to stare at us in genuine fear. Her phone fell out of her hand and clattered to the floor. Just as I was getting worried, Rachel threw back her head and howled, for real this time, and yanked her shirt up over her head.
    I snatched her phone up from the floor to make sure it wasn’t broken, and saw that it was still recording. Rachel was taking off her bra, panting like a dog, and I figured if she was willing to go this far then Rachel probably wanted to be part of the show too. So I aimed her cell phone camera at her, and Rachel barked happily as she stripped for the camera and joined the other girls down on the floor. Rachel and Karla circled around like dogs at the park, sniffing at each other’s butts before they went in for a sixty-nine together, eating each other out.
    I know it’s weird to think, but I couldn’t bring myself to look away. I wasn’t into girls, or pet-play or exhibition or whatever this was, but there was something undeniably hot about it. Just the idea that all these girls I knew so well would pull off a wild prank like this. They were really going down on each other, too, and I couldn’t help but wonder if Rachel was a lesbian all along, like Karla.
    Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I realized that I’d gotten so caught up in recording Rachel and Karla that I missed Amara’s threesome breaking up to pursue more ‘victims.’ I quickly whipped the camera around and caught a perfect shot of the three fake werewolves diving on three more girls. They all laughed and bashfully tried to push Amara and the other’s away, as if they were fine watching but didn’t want to be involved, yet as soon as Amara, Skye and Prita caught their victim with a playful bite, they changed their tune to a horny, high pitched howl.
    The three lesbian werewolves eagerly played with their victims as ‘the change’ took over, and then they all split up to take down six more girls. By now there were more girls naked and barking on all fours then there was an audience. It was like the most amazing flash mob. I couldn’t imagine how they’d pulled this off. Was I always at class as my sisters were practicing their barks, or learning different ways to fuck a girl? It almost seemed impossible that nearly every girl in the sorority would be down for a lesbian exhibition prank like this.
    I did my best to record everything on Rachel’s phone but by then the full on fake werewolf orgy had spread all over the room. I had to pull my legs up under me on the couch as girls were rolling across the floor, licking and biting and writhing everywhere. I was proud that I caught the moment a few girls came in from the hall, those serious minded sorority sisters who didn’t want any part of Karla’s werewolf nonsense. But for all their arguments that it was ridiculous and pointless, Karla had somehow gotten to them too, as each one fell to the ground howling and stripping and masturbating as Karla bit them one by one. 
    As even these girls got in on the fun, I realized that I was suddenly the only one left wearing clothes. Amara and Rachel had each bitten the leg of the girl next to me and dragged her down to the floor, where Prita bit her neck firmly to claim her, too, and I was left on the couch all by myself. I had to wonder why I hadn’t been asked to join. I liked to be part of pranks. I could have fun. I didn’t know if I could fuck a girl with that much enthusiasm, but they could have at least invited me in.
    Or maybe they hadn’t asked everyone? Not that the werewolf thing was real, but peer pressure definitely was. If you saw all your friends having lesbian animal sex in front of you, would you really want to be the only prude to politely decline? Maybe they’d just decided it was more fun to go along with the group. I imagined Karla trying to bite me. Would I refuse, or would I play along and strip down with them? Did I have it in me to pant and drool like a dog in front of everyone? Would I have found out what pussy tastes like? Would I like it?
    I had so many questions, and no answers at all as the entire sorority was lost in their orgy. All my friends were fucking, or howling up at the moon. I realized it was lonely up there on the couch. My clothes felt warm and constricting. I didn’t know what the hell I was doing, but I decided I wouldn’t let myself be the one to spoil the party. I propped Rachel’s phone up with one of the decorative pillow’s on the couch, making sure that it stared ahead with a good view of everything happening.
    When I turned around I saw Karla staring at me. She was sitting like a dog waiting for a treat, her tongue hanging out. I could see her cunt dripping on the floor beneath her. I don’t think I’d ever been that horny in my life, but I realized as I got up that I was definitely turned on. A situation this weird and perverted, it was impossible not to get a little horny.
    I stood there awkwardly with Karla the fake werewolf staring at me like I was a delicious piece of steak. Or maybe just staring at me like I was a hot girl she wanted to fuck. I was waiting for her to jump in and bite me. Give me a fake bite so I could cry out in fear and pretend that the horny werewolf curse had taken over. An excuse so I could strip and join in with everyone.
    But she just watched, like she was waiting. I realized that everyone had stopped. Every naked sorority girl was watching me, growling or barking softly as they eyed me hungrily.
    I took a deep breath, and started to strip.
    I was always terrified of speaking in public, and I knew the old advice of imagining everyone naked, but I can now say from experience that naked people watching you expectantly was even more nerve wracking. Plus I was stripping down naked, too, which only made me more nervous. I kept waiting for some of the crueler girls in the sorority to break character and laugh at me. To say some snide comment about my body.
    Except I didn’t see any judgment from them at all. Literally every girl in the sorority house was visibly turned on as they drooled over me. I saw Amara wriggling her hips, and Prita licking her lips, and Rachel humping the air, whining. They all wanted to fuck me so badly. They wanted me to join them. 
    As fucked up as the situation was, it felt like the entire sorority had accepted me in. None of the bullshit cliques that kept everyone in different pretend castes. Maybe that was why everyone had agreed to Karla’s weird, kinky prank. Maybe that was why everyone had just gone along with it as the orgy started. Acting like a lesbian werewolf made everyone equal.
    Well, almost equal. Karla was in charge. I sensed that now. Karla was still studying me, and I felt the control she had over the other girls. Like the alpha wolf in a pack. Everyone wanted to fuck me, but nobody dared make a move until they had Karla’s permission.
    Nervous, and well aware of the phone recording my bare ass behind me, I got down on all fours and crawled over to Karla. It felt so weird, but everyone else seemed to do it like it was natural. Hopefully I just needed some practice.
    Karla crawled towards me, and stopped as we were nose to nose. She sniffed at me. It was so weird, too. In her eyes there didn’t seem to be any real intelligence. Staring at her blank eyes and her flaring nostrils, it was like Karla really was nothing more than an animal. I moaned in surprise as Karla licked my neck, and I knew I was wet. The phone was probably recording my wet cunt, letting everyone know what a pervert I was. Except everyone was a pervert now. I was just like all of them.
    I lifted my head and bared my neck for Karla. I tried to imagine playing the part of a lesbian werewolf in my head, based on how well everyone else had sold their roles. But then Karla bit my neck, and suddenly all of them were on me.
    Amara lunged in and bit my thigh, not hard enough to hurt but I felt each of her teeth poking into me. Rachel was biting my shoulder, and Prita ducked down low to bite my nipple. I cried out from that one, and the sound that came out of me was almost like a howl. It was instinctual. Someone’s tongue slipped into my cunt and I howled out again. My mind was reeling as the sorority girls bit and licked at every inch of me, and I kept howling. Before long I had eaten out Karla. Then Rachel and Prita. Then I humped Amara and pinned down Skye, and fucked everyone in sight. I never knew I had it in me. That was the surprising part. How easy it was to join the pack of them and just let go. How easy it was to be a werewolf.”
    “But it wasn’t real. Right?”
    Caught up in the story I was telling, I spun around in surprise to see the scared freshman sitting next to me on the couch. I snorted. “Please. You really think werewolves are real?”
    Tina blushed and turned away, so I put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry. We were all just pretending. Although I will admit I don’t think I’ve ever cum as hard as that night.”
    Tina still had her eyes glued to my phone, watching as the video showed my face right up to the camera. I was panting, drool running down my chin and my eyes rolled back to show only white. Karla was biting my neck as Amara ate me out, and I was gurgling animal noises as I came over and over again. I wriggled in my seat, dripping wet. I couldn’t wait for them to fuck me like that again.
    “I just… you really went along with it?”
    I could understand the skepticism in Tina’s voice. “College is about being open to new experiences. Even I didn’t think I had it in me to do all of that,” I said, waving to the video of the orgy, “But as soon as Karla bit me it all just clicked into place. I let loose, and I had a great time.”
    I glanced around the room, the same one we’d had the orgy in the year before. It was mostly the same, aside from a few decor changes. The floor was a plush carpet now, instead of that old hardwood that was murder on your knees after a long night of crawling around. And there were some skylights installed. All the better to see the full moon, which was due to come out soon.
    Amara and Skye were sitting with their own pledges, who were watching the video with as much bewilderment as Tina had. In fact all of us had pulled a new pledge aside to show them the video, and explain our sorority’s fun little secret.
    “I could never do something like that,” Tina announced decidedly, and I had to fight back a laugh. If only she knew. “I never would have signed up for this sorority if I knew it was some kind of lesbian clubhouse.”
    “It isn’t really. Just whenever the full moon comes out we decide to have a little… fun.”
    I smelled Karla’s scent before she entered the room, and my clit throbbed with need. So soon, I could barely wait. We all turned to watch Karla sauntering into the room in her simple white sundress. I knew she wore nothing underneath. All of us had stopped wearing bras and clothes with complicating zippers. We only wore human clothes that were easy to strip. Or easy to rip off.
    Pussy dripping, I sniffed Tina next to me. She smelled delicious. Her pants were tight leather with zippers running up the legs. They’d be so hard to tear off. When I turned her she’d have the hardest time exposing her cunt for us to eat out. I could just picture her with her face pressed to the floor, ass in the air as she whined and howled to be eaten out. To have the burning desire in her cunt satisfied. I remembered how frenzied I became when Karla turned me.
    It was going to be a fun night for us werewolves.
    “Keep an open mind,” I whispered helpfully, standing up to go over to Karla. I wrapped an arm around the waist of my Mistress. Our Alpha. Our pack-leader. It was her idea to bring in new girls. We couldn’t deny Karla anything she wanted. She kissed my neck and I whimpered with delight. I rolled my head to the side to give her better access, and saw Tina staring at us in alarm. The frightened girl looked up to the skylight, just as the clouds peeled away to reveal the perfect, golden full moon above us.
    I felt the power surging in me. The hunger. The need. I licked my lips and gripped the waist of my tearaway pants. Already the animal inside me was taking over, my mind boiling away in lust, but while I could still speak I managed to grin at Tina.
    “Just remember,” I growled, Karla’s hand sliding into my pants to claim my dripping cunt. Soon I’d be howling, her obedient bitch. I managed to hold on, even as the other girls began to strip and move to the floor.
    Tina had gone pale, gripping the edge of the couch tight. “Remember what?”
    Karla and I chuckled. “That there’s totally no such thing as werewolves.”
    We both howled up at the moon, and the orgy began as we welcomed the new girls to the pack.