Kinktober 2021: Day 28. Piercing

 Life can be hard for a werewoman. Trapped in the body of her male self for all but a few nights each month. Buried deep in his subconscious the  rest of the time. Unable to do more than prod him into buying nice lingerie or a few pieces of jewellery every now and then. Hoping that he'll forget to lock them in for the next full moon and she'll be free to fully enjoy the "curse" for once. Worst of all the constant nagging fear that her male half might find away to "cure" himself. What could be worse than being permanently trapped in the body of a dreary man?

For Jeanie, James as he insisted on thinking of himself twenty-eight days a month, the threat was becoming all too real. Somehow the joyless prude she was trapped inside had stumbled on a chest full of old books. Books on herbal remedies and alchemy. Superstitious nonsense as far as Jeanie could tell but among the old wives tales and quasi-religious rambling there was a chapter on lycanthropy. 

It described the processes of James' monthly transformation with an uncanny accuracy that left no doubt that the scribe was speaking from personal experience. Worse the last page of the tract detailed a cure! An elixir that could prevent his better half from emerging. Silver, it seemed, was the key. Sliver, properly treated and thankfully not delivered in bullet form, could hold off the transformation for as long as it was inside a body. James was in the process of brewing up a batch of this supposed cure but unfortunately for him it wasn't quite ready by the time the next fullmoon rolled around. 

Jeanie was close to panic when the painful/extactic process of her emergence finished. She was so worried that she barely even managed to masturbate her ever present horniness blunted by alarm.

 Could James really pull it off? Was Jeanie truly doomed to spend eternity as nothing more than a voice at the back of his mind? 

Reading the recipe over and over again it seemed like it might actually work. There were only a few steps left to complete it and then all James would have to do was take a dose everytime Jessie was due to appear. 

Except...

Reading the document more carefully she thought there might be something James had overlooked. A way to turn his own plan against him. If the the elixir could stop his transformation into her why could they reverse be true? 

With that flash of inspiration she set to work perfecting, even improving on it. Instead of a temporary elixir she'd have to take every day she incorporated the formula into some of her silver jewellery.

Thanks to her adorable new silver clit peircing she'd be able to watch the sun rise in the morning and every other morning after that.