Were-Aykroyd Story.

 A classic scary story always begins with a good opening, and this story is one of them. We all know of werecreature stories, right?  Well this is a werecreature story with a distinctly Aykroydian twist, so listen very closely. When young Melanie 'Mel' Sanders agreed to go on a monster searching expedition deep in the depths of the alleys of the city of Oakendale, she  h had no idea of the terror that befall her  on that fateful night, for there are many legends about this particular part of the city.  Lead by world-famous monsterologist Eucalyptus, the group travelled by motorcycle to the deepest part of the city to find some clues,  coming around the bend,  she found an retired monster hunter sitting around.  'I see you are heading towards the alleyway.'  'Yes...what of it?'  'The after dark zone is a dangerous place Miss Mel, stay away from there.'

"Why?"

"Stay away from the after dark zone, for that is the home of the Were-Aykroyd."

Mel had heard this myth, several years ago an adventurer had been kissed and hugged by a Dan Aykroyd character and years later he was turned into Dan Aykroyd himself, before he got turned, he vowed that he would seek vengence,  anyone the Were-Aykroyd caught would be kissed and hugged  by him and turned themselves,  but she didn't have time to worry about myths as she packed her things,  to find the clues they had to go to the after-dark zone,  as they left they waved to the monster hunter who muttered to himself...'Good luck, Miss Mel..you are going to need it.'   Because members of the team were scared, Eucalyptus agreed to sit up all night with her monster hunting equipment just in case the Were-Aykroyd was to strike and come after them,  'Don't worry, i'll make sure he doesn't us hug us to death.'   She joked.

"Oh that's good."

"No really, you can count on me to protect you from his hugs."

Later that night,  Mel was awoken by gunshots followed by the sound of a piercing scream, she jumped out of the tent she was sleeping in and hurried over to Eucalyptus's tent. 'Eukie, Eukie, Eukie...are you okay?',   when she went to check on her...she had found that Eukie was lying on the floor with a kiss mark on her neck and a dazed look on her face.  Had she been claimed by the monster they had heard about in the myth?  A couple of minutes later,  Eukie woke up and convulsed as she felt like something was possessing her body.   She awoke as her eyes gave off an eerie glow.   Suddenly Mel heard a rustle in the bushes. 'Thump! Scrape! Thump! Thump! Thump!  Scrape!'  it startled her and made her back away a little. Was it the Were-Aykroyd?

Mel began running back through the inky darkness of the after dark zone toward the exit area once she left there, she'd motor back home to her apartment to contact her boyfriend to help her,  it semeed like an eternity to her but she had finally found it,  her passage to safety and as if that weren't enough,  Eucalyptus was there ready to help her.  Once Mel met up with Eukie,  she found Eukie was okay and that the Were-Aykroyd didn't hurt her,  but as she got closer she reached up and hugged Eukie...only to realize,  Eukie's body was slowly growing and bulking up and she was losing her fur which was transitioning into skin, which was aging up to 68 years as her chest and torso were growing, her breasts retracted into her chest as brown hairs grew on it and also on her stomach.   She leaned a little closer to touch her only to realize just how sexy and thicc her best friend was becoming as her arms broadened as her hands enlarged as did her feet,  and on those feet...two of the toes were sticking together and becoming webbed...could it be that Eukie was now becoming a Were-Aykroyd too?  

Eucalyptus's shoulders and back broadened as her stomach swelled,  brown hairs even grew on it down towards her naval area as her privates became the more masculine variant, and her legs altered, her koala-like tail retracted as her ears shrank down and became humanoid look,  her hair turned from dark green to brown as her forehead grew in size, her eyebrows thickened as one of her eyes turned green while the other remained brown, her nose broadened with a little indent popping up in the middle as her features contorted,  turning into an identical copy of Aykroyd's features as her voice deepened and contorted to match, a few minutes later...her mind and personality had merged  wth Dan's, now making her or 'him'  a Were-Aykroyd too.  He stood at 6'1 and looked quite handsome.

"Are you in there? Eukie?"

"Hello Mel,  you look like you could use a hug and a kiss to make you feel better."

"Eukie, snap out of it."

"Aaaaw, come on...don't play hard to get, how about a hug?"

She started to run away towards the direction of her apartment only to run not into the now Were-Aykroyd Eukie but the Were-Aykroyd who turned him, both of them looked like they wanted to befriend Mel instead of hurt her.  She was still scared of them though, but she had to admit she thought that Eukie looked awfully handsome as a Were-Aykroyd, she broke down in tears.  'Stay away from me.'  'We're not going to hurt you.'  'Eukie, you're just like him now, you're a Were-Aykroyd.  You are going to hurt me.'  'Why would I do that? You're my best friend and best friends would never hurt each-other.'

Mel attempted to fight her bestie only to be kissed by Eucalyptus as a Were-Aykroyd,  she began hearing a strange lullaby-like chant in her head as she collapsed and drifted off to sleep, she didn't know why but it sounded so soothing.  She awoke a couple of minutes later to find the same kiss marks on her neck,  she had been kissed just like Eukie had, and that's when she felt something...her stomach gurgled loudly as if she had eaten something terrible, her blue tank top that she was fond of wearing, the one with the buttons was straining as her stomach was slowly growing and rounding out, making it look like she was gaining weight, she then saw her fur slowly transitioning into skin as brown hairs slowly grew on her arms, it felt like something out of a werecreature movie, you know when the fur/scales/whatever coating the species the character is turning into forms on their hands and arms.

The hairs were also growing on her chest as her chest broadened, her breasts were slowly retracted into it with a slurping sound as her tank top's buttons popped off, straining and threatening to tear that top open,  her torso slowly broadened as well as her arms enlarged and her hands followed suit,  she watched as the hairs developed a little downward towards her naval area.  With a loud rip,  the tank top ripped open..but luckily she was wearing a transformation proof shirt underneath it,  but that shirt slowly tore apart too, not being able to hold her growing body.

Her jeans felt a little bit snug as her legs broadened, her rear slowly plumped up as it lost its feminine shape, becoming what was known as THICC.  Her tail retracted as her privates altered to the more mannish variant, but her jeans didn't rip, they just grew to accomodate her much larger rear.  She looked down to see if her boots were okay, which they weren't...they were straining and creaking as her feet slowly grew in size, growing bigger as they pushed against her boots, and with a ripping sound her boots tore open, exposing her much larger feet as two of the toes on both feet joined at the knuckle, making her look like she had webbed toes.   A piercing crunching sound was heard as her back broadened.

As horrifying as this was to her,  she couldn't help but be entranced and even a little turned on, she always heard that it was erotic to turn into a Were-Aykroyd in some aspects, even some compared it to becoming a vampire.  She groaned and purred a little as her shoulders broadened,  her height slowly growing to 6'1 as she examined her body.  She couldn't help herself as she massaged her chest and torso.  'Mmmm...this oddly feels good and kind of sexy, I love this. What's wrong with me?'  'Nothing's wrong, you're just turning.'  

Those scenes she had remembered from the dream she had earlier were coming to play in her mind,  the scene in which the victim got massaged and the kiss scene.  It was no wonder she found that scene to be sexy, and the scene in the alleyway with the people on the Discord server that simped over Dan,  they worshipped this Were-Aykroyd.  The massage scene was a scene that was so perfect in execution, so sexy, so oddly entrancing to watch, watchng the victim slowly turn into a fellow Were-Aykroyd as he was kissed and massaged,  it made her jealous...made her want it.

Her neckline altered as her koala-like ears contorted into a pair of more humanoid looking ones, her long dark brown hair lightened as it shortened, there was a pulsing sensation in her forehead as it grew, altering her brow in the process, her eyebrows thickened as her eyes widened,  one turning green while the other remained brown.  Her nose broadened as a little cleft popped up in the middle of it,  as her features plumped up and contorted,  turning into a perfect copy of Dan's features as his lips became a bit more kissable,  it was true what Jamie Lee Curtis said about him.   She felt her face as her jawline contorted,  traces of the koala-girl and monsterologist the city knew and loved were vanishing appearance-wise.

She groaned as her voice deepened and contorted, becoming a perfect copy of Dan's voice, sounding masculine but also distinctively Aykroydian,  which was perfect...as her mind and personality shifted, she struggled to keep herself from being turned fully but Dan's traits and personality slowly merged with hers, slowly overtaking her and making her feel like this was natural.  'Yes that's right,  i'm a Were-Aykroyd, i've always been one. No wait, I haven't. I'm a koala-girl,  ugh...my head hurts.  I don't feel like myself anymore'.   She tried to resist but ultimately the Aykroyd side of her took over completely,  enabling the transformation to complete itself as he was now a Were-Aykroyd himself,  the new Were-Aykroyd identified as Dan and always felt that way.   He chuckled to himself as his changes finished.

'Dan' looked around in the alleyway,  the night was his world...he was a city life painted guy, in the day, nothing mattered to him,  it was the night that flattered.  He was a Were-Aykroyd after all, and he liked going out at night. He lived for it, even it got him in trouble. In the night, through the wall he could sense something breaking, a figure wearing white as they walked down the street of his soul.  The Were-Aykroyd who turned him took him and took his self control,  he had him living only for the night, and even though another amount of days and nights went by,  he never stopped himself to wonder why.  Before the morning came each time, the story was told,  and 'Dan' was in control.  The Were-Aykroyd side took his self control but also helped to forget his role.

He lived among the creatures of the night,  but he didn't have the will to try and fight...against his transformation or a new tommorow...'So I'll guess I just believe it. That it would never come'.  But why would he fight it anyway?  Each transformation was empowering and kind of sexy to him,  turning into a different Aykroyd character each night was one of many perks.  It was a very safe night, and he traversed the alleyway, living in the forest of a dream, he knew he had to believe in something so he make himself believe it and the night would never go.    

The Were-Aykroyd wasn't a villain and he wasn't after 'Dan' at all,  all he wanted was someone to be his friend and now that 'Dan' and 'Eukie'  were also now his friends...he wasn't lonely anymore.  Dan was afraid of his transformation at first, but over time he had come to appreciate just how erotic it felt to transform and how nice that massage scene felt, and of course knowing his transformative kiss could turn others made things even better, he felt lke this was meant to happen.   As the three Were-Aykroyds left the alleyway and headed back to the apartment,  they could see the monster hunter from earlier looking at a news article on his phone with a headline itself...the headline read 'Three Were-Aykroyds sighted in the Sanders apartment'.  The monster hunter,  who revealed himself to actually be Dan Aykroyd himself chuckled as he said to himself...'Excellent work.  Part 1 of my plan is complete'.  

And thus with that Danny planned the next part of the plan, by sending the three Were-Aykroyds out to possibly turn others and befriend them, he could have an army of his own, pretending to be a retired monster hunter was the best plan ever.  And now he could have some Were-Aykroyds as fans and folowers too, and soon lots more would be following him and becoming Were-Aykroyds too.   As for what happened later, it wasn't long until there was a following for the Were-Aykroyds, and the people on the Discord server decided to stop by for tours of where the Were-Aykroyds were sighted.  

Remember my dear friends,  even though the idea of a Were-Aykroyd may sound stupid to some and some may find it to be hard to believe...it's nothing to laugh at, trust me on this..but luckily though you have survived this without being turned,  since this is just a little story after all,  it's not like they're real or anything, or maybe they are.  Hang on, let me check...yep, i've got a couple of them doing a homage to The Birds outside my apartment, they are indeed real.  Oh and by the way,  you might want to check to see if there any in your neighborhood.  Maybe your best friend is one, maybe your favorite person on Deviantart is one,  or maybe the person you see everyday and talk to is one, maybe you are one of them yourself,  next time you go to bed, always check to see if any Were-Aykroyds are around or if you are one,  if you wake up in a dazed state and with a kiss-mark on your neck from having dreams about being kissed and/or massaged by a Dan Aykroyd character, then you are one...and you have been turned.

Oh, but it looks like you've had quite a scare up there.  I mean all those Were-Aykroyds going around and all.  What you need is a hug, come on...don't be shy, come and give me one.  Oh and by the way,  pull over for a bit...do you want to see something really scary?