Aykroyded.

Every celebrity has that one really special fan that gives them all sorts of interesting gifts including homemade ones. Matthias T.Radke aka That Werebelushi In The Shades had a lot of fans like that and that made him proud, but even more so that...there was one fan who loved his work a lot, and he was into monsters like he was. One evening, Matthias was in his apartment checking out his fan-mail when he came across a package. The package had been left from earlier and he decided to investigate. 'To Mr Werebelushi. For being such a great influence on me and for being my favorite reviewer. Hope you enjoy this particularly unusual present I have picked out.' 'Aaaaw, how sweet of him.'

He opened the package and carefully unboxed the gift he had recieved, it was an amulet shaped like a heart and the center was made of crystal, he ran his finger across the middle of it and read the inscription on the box. 'The spirit inside of it grants the wishes of whoever wears it, but this isn't your typical wish-granter.' 'Not your typical wish-granter huh? Seems really interesting.' He examined the amulet before putting it on.

"What to wish for, what to wish for..."

The spirit within the amulet chuckled, as if it or rather 'he' was reading Matthias's mind, picking up clues on what he possibly wanted to wish for. 'I know what you want.' 'Oh do you now? But I haven't wished for anything yet'. 'I can tell you're thinking about something', he shook his head. The werebelushi couldn't think about what happened to Nathan and he was worried about him...'Well yeah...Nathan didn't seem to act like himself at all last night, when I asked him he ran off. Next thing I knew right there in his place afterwards was Ellis from Loose Cannons.' 'Ah, your friend became a Were-Aykroyd.' 'Yes..' 'I bet you'd like that too wouldn't you?' 'Uhhhh..'

He blushed, adjusting his tie and combing his long black hair back a little...he dreaded what would happen if he was to become prey to the Were-Aykroyds in the same way Mel and Nathan had but yet he couldn't help but imagine that it must be pretty good to turn into one...'So do you wish to become one and to understand them?' 'No...i'm happy being a Werebelushi.' 'Oh but you do want it, don't you?' 'Your friend/fellow reviewer is one and he seems to enjoy it.' 'But he can't control those powers.' 'He will be able to eventually. And maybe you could teach him.' 'How? I'm a Werebelushi. In case you haven't noticed, i'm a were-version of John Belushi. Do I look Aykroydian to you?'

"Don't deny it...you really want it."

"Uhhh...stop this, please."

He held his head as he attempted to keep those thoughts of his mind, but it was no use...no matter how many times he resisted he wanted it, he wanted to be part of that...to be Aykroydian like the others, he had to admit that there was no way of hiding the fact that Dan Aykroyd hmself was quite the babe magnet and often he did feel jealous of him. The Were-Aykroyds as he described them, were essentially to him akin to a horde of 'socially awkward but oddly adorable Canadian vampires', yet he could easily see why they were so cool and easy to get along with.

As much as he hated to admit it, he envied them. 'I can tell you envy them and want to be like them.' 'Uhhh..no...I don't. I wouldn't wish for myself to become one of them.' The amulet gave off a supernatural glow as he began to feel odd, well odder than usual...he began to feel like he was being possessed and there was an unwanted guest inside him. 'Is this what it felt like for Nathan?' He pondered as his stomach gurged loudly, he scratched his arms for a few seconds to stop and gasp in shock as the signature black fur on them lightened and parts of them even fell out in gently, revealing pieces of skin.

"Ugh...my fur, oh that's great. Fur loss."

"It's not all a loss.."

The remaining pieces of lightened fur on his arms slowly turned brown as his arms broadened, growing a little bit more as his hands enlarged. His claw-like fingernails shark down a little in size but he kept them, as his fingers thickened, his stomach gurgled loudly as t broadened and grew, he had already a chubby build but now his stomach was growing even more, the fur from it also seemed to drop off gently except for a few down the middle which turned brown to match the hair on his arms. That hair slowly developed on the top half of his chest which was swelling and growing, his torso was also following suit.

He panicked as he examined his body...he then saw his button up shirt getting tighter as if his growing body was trying to cause it to rip completely, a few buttons popped off it as his much larger frame clearly becoming a problem for it. With a couple of popping sounds, the buttons popped off and darted around the room. 'Ugh...i'm losing my fur and i'm getting heavier, what's happening?' 'Well you wished to become like them and now...' 'No...no, but I didn't ask to become a Were-Aykroyd. Ugh, why does this feel so uncomfortable?'

Several waves of pain jolted through his body, his shirt was clearly proving to be the weaker half in the fight against his transforming upper-body and it ripped open, exposing his new body...he let out a pained scream as he attempted to keep his balance but he was beginning to feel a bit woozy as his back broadened with a loud crack, his height slowly increasing from 5'7 to 6'1, he wobbled a few times as his legs broadened to match his arms. He saw his quills falling out and sobbed...'Not my quills too. I need those.' 'A Were-Aykroyd like you doesn't need to have quills.' 'I'm a Belushi not an Aykroyd.' 'Oh really?'

He gasped as his black shoes began to tighten on his feet, his feet were swelling and growing...pushing against the shoes and making it difficult for him to hold on, but luckily his rear was growing to support him...plumping up and giving him a THICC look. Turning around to feel his rear for a little he blushed and staggered back. 'Daaaamn i'm thiccc. I should be horrified but this is oddly sexy.' As embarassed as he was to admit he was liking this, it was...it was even turning him on a little but that was only because of the spirit gently guiding him with each part of the process.

A loud snapping sound was heard as his shoes snapped off, revealing his much larger feet...he examined his feet for a second, watching as there was a slightly sticking sensaton as two of the toes on both feet stuck together, giving him the appearance of having webbed toes aking to those to a fish-creature but he wasn't becoming a fish-creature. At least not from what he could tell, since he didn't have gills or scales. He had gone up from his weight of 222lbs to 250lbs and as horrifying as this was to him, he couldn't help but be attracted to the process..'This is wrong, so very wrong, but it's natural and sexy. So sexy, i'm becoming such a thicc..sexy, Were-Aykroyd, like i've always been one. No, no..snap out of it Matt, you're not enjoying this, you hate this!'

He gasped as his shoulders broadened and his neckline altered, his long black hair slowly shortened and turning brown as he felt a throbbing sensation in his forehead, his forehead itself was growing more than a little bit larger. Looking in the reflection of the apartment window he could see his skin slowly clearing up and aging up to 68 years. He held the torn remains of his shirt in his hands and moaned...'I'm going to have to pay twice the laundry bills after this.' Placing his left hand on his forehead, he panted...he was worried that he was going to go remulakian and get a 'cone' as that species often called it.

Feeling his face with his hands, he felt a prickling sensation as his eyebrows thickened a little and his eyes widened, one turning brownish but a bit darker while the other turned green, his ears grew a bit in size while his face rounded out, His jawline altered as his nose broadened, the black bit on the end was dimming until it was gone as a small indent popped up in the middle of it, his features plumped up, making him lose a lot of his John Belushi likeness and gain a lot of Dan Aykroyd's likeness in exchange, as horrified as he was to be turning...he liked it a lot, in fact he hated to admit it but as a Were-Aykroyd he was pretty sexy, and he couldn't resist admiring himself.

"It feels nice to be a Were-Aykroyd doesn't it? It's like you've always been one."

"Yes...so naturally I've always been this sexy. No wait, now I haven't...i'm a Werebelushi."

'Oh but look at how sexy and Aykroyd-like you look, look at you, you've always been Aykroydian. You've always been a very sexy Were-Aykroyd.' 'No I haven't, i'm not supposed to be a sex symbol damn it, i' not a Were-Aykroyd, i'm a Werebelushi. I've always been a Werebelushi. Ever since I was born in Ottawa, wait a minute, I wasn't born there!' 'Oh yes you were, you've always been Canadian, all Were-Aykroyds are Canadian. Which is what you are.'

He panicked, those thoughts he had were coming back...those Were-Aykroyds, and the ones that turned Mel and Nathan. In particular that scene, that scene of Vic from Neighbors hypnotizing Nathan with his eyes, he had to admit that Nathan was so lucky and that he was so happy when Nathan embraced his Aykroydian nature. But at the time he didn't know how great it was, these guys didn't treat his friend like a villain, they appreciated him for being weird, it was like he belonged there. That and he had to admit that the throne room was pretty fucking awesome, all those horror items on display.

His mind was in the middle of a battle and from the sound of it - the 'Belushi' part of his mind was struggling to fight against the Aykroydian traits that were developing...he coughed several times as his voice altered, deepened and altering and altering into a perfectreplication of Dan's voice. He began to think that this was natural to him, that he had been born a Were-Aykroyd and this was natural, ever since he had arrived in Oakendale he had been looking all over for someone to share his knowledge with...and he figured that it would be a perfect place to start, and especially since he knew Nathan was a newly turned Were-Aykroyd.

"You're right...being a Were-Aykroyd is natural."

"Exactly."

'I've always liked that. I've always envied Dan to be honest. To be so thicc and handsome, no wonder Donna can't resist him.' 'I bet that you will be able to do the same and charm the pants off some of your friends.' 'I never thought of myself as a ladies man, but in a way youre are right.' The transformed werebelushi chuckled as his mind and personality altered completely as his new memories and personality took over, the transformaton completed itself and Matthias was now a fully turned Were-Aykroyd.

"And no woman will be able to resist you either."

"Oooh I hope so. Because i've never had that much luck with women."

"Maybe I can help you and you can help me in return."

'I want to teach Nathan how to embrace being a Were-Aykroyd, do you think you could teach me how to impress women?' 'Why yes...I certainly can.' And thus with that the new Were-Aykroyd began to come up with a plan to teach his friend how to embrace his status as a fellow Were-Aykroyd, after all he loved Nathan a lot and admired him, he went over to the computer and activated Discord, coming across a server called Simp Central he got a very clever idea. 'Ah ha, perfect. Monstermaqster. This is the man i've been searching for.'

"Let's see what we can do."

As for what happened later, Nathan himself came across an invitation from him a few hours later and he answered it, he looked over and saw a glowing icon which he thought was a virus at first but it turned out to be something much better. It was a special hypnosis file and once he listened to it, he couldn't help but want to become Dan again, which made him feel more than a little extra good.

Which just goes to show you, sometimes fans can come up with the most unusual things. Oh and don't you worry, this is just a story...Were-Aykroyds aren't real, wait a minute, how did the door get opened? Uh oh. I think I see Grocer from Grosse Pointe Blank hiding in the shadows and waiting for me, okay so I was wrong about them.