Becca seemed confident that she could hold her composure around his new form and Ash really didn't want to scare her. Yet her confidence was brimming so he decided to let her see.<br/><br/>Standing up, he began pulling off his shirt, then socks, then finally his pants to reveal a black pair of stretchy boxer briefs underneath. He caught her staring and smiled, dropping his pants on the couch.<br/><br/>"Well, I'm not gonna show everything." He jokingly said, "Changing rips my clothes and these are the only ones I have with me right now." Taking one more nervous glance out through the drawn curtains in the living room, he turned and sighed heavily, then closed his eyes.<br/><br/>At first, his skin seemed to darken like a shadow fell across his body, then his silhouette became blurred as dark hair covered his body. His muscles began to bulge and his frame cracked as he grew taller, arms and legs stretching out and becoming thicker. His feet lengthened and became the rear legs of a wolf, pads forming on the bottom of his feet, along with sharpened talons. Both arms stretched out, thickening to the size of tree trunks and hands as wide as dinner plates, tipped with the same deadly claws as before. His neck became thick and muscular, his head morphed, sprouting furry ears on top and his mouth and nose elongated to form a wolves snout. Inside, jagged teeth and dripping saliva made the image look threatening and deadly. Ash completed his transformation with a long, bushy tail extending from the base of his spine and over the top of the boxers that remained intact.<br/><br/>By this time, it was evening and nearly dusk outside. Ash had finished changing and was leaning over both to not his head on the ceiling and to keep his face at Rebecca's level. Now taking up most of the living room, his excitement to finally share his secret with someone manifested as tail wagging and he ended up knocking over the lamp on the side table, plunging the living room into darkness.<br/><br/>"Grrrraahhh" Ash growled as he cursed in his head, carefully turning to pick up the delicate lamp in his elongated claws. setting it back on the table, he turned back to Becca to see her reaction.