<span style="font-size: 15px">Desmond would quickly grab on to her boot to immediately try to alleviate some of the pressure she put on to his chest. Slowly, he would seemingly grow larger, gritting his teeth as he looked up at her. It was a strange thing to see, the transformation from human to werewolf. <br/>
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"Fine, you wanna hear a scream?" Desmond growled out.<br/>
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His face elongated, and his clothes seemed to fade in to fur, as suddenly, Desmond had much, much more strength. His one strong, clawed hand would hold her foot, while the other hand would reach up, trying to claw at her upper form. He would let out a feral howl, instead of the much requested scream. </span>