#reader werewolf

You knew you couldn't hide your disease or what some call curse from the crew for long. You had been keeping records of your transformations and you were running late.

You needed to tell them so when you would turn, they wouldn't suspect you have been eaten. You congregate with your closest friends and when you first time tell about your lycanthropy to the Autobots, the Bots share a confused look with each other.

"What's that?" They ask and you blink. That's when you realize, these Bots in Lost Light have never seen a human before, outside Swerve's movies, and they don't know if that is a regular human thing.

"It means I turn into a wolf when the moon settles in the right position." You tell them and they raise an optical ridge in a questioning manner.

"I call that bullshit!" Whirl says as he stomps his pede on the ground and leans close to glare at you. "There is no way you are THAT interesting!"

"Whirl, please, not now when I'm trying to be serious." You say as you rub your temples, feeling a headache approaching.

"Do you turn, like, into a giant puppy?" Tailgate asks and you look at him. "No, a wolf. A ferocious canine."

"I'd like to see that happen." Whirl scoffs and you roll your eyes.

A few days go by when Lost Light passes a new moon. Many ignore it, but then a energon freezing howl echoes through Lost Light's halls and mechs all-around feel shivers down their spines.

You are only a dark blur between their legs and someone screams as you jump on Tailgate and-!

"P- Primus!" Tailgate squealed as he sits up and hold you in his hands. You are panting, your tongue lolling from between your sharp fangs as you look around you.

Mechs, left and right are looking at you as you look around in wonder, not actually yourself at the given moment.

"They are so cute!" Tailgate cheers as he hugs you close and you return his affection by eagerly licking his face.

"T- That tickles!" The white minibot laughed and soon enough, Bots all over the bar round-up around you, taking turns on who gets to pet you.

"Oh my Primus, please hold them honey!" Rewind gaspes as he picks you and gives you for his lover Chromedome to hold. The whole bar is looking at the minibot and they blink when he pulls a jar of peanut butter from his subspace.

"Why do you have peanut butter with you?" Chromedome asks as his partner takes a blob of the butter and carefully taps it against your nose.

"Trust me." Rewind said. It didn't take even a second for you to start licking your nose clean and all the bots, every single one, awed by how cute you were being.

"Are you getting this, love?" Chromedome asked and Rewind tapped the camera by his helm. "I'm filming every second."

"You're a genius." Chromedome smiled behind his mask, "I love you so much."

"Can I hold them next?" Tailgate asked and soon enough mechs were surrounding you, all eager to pet and take a photo with you.

The next day you wake up in your bed, feeling sore all over like you had run a marathon. You must have been transformed last night. Yeah, the last thing you remembered was seeing the light of the moon from your window.

You do your morning routines and head to the meeting with Rodimus, Megatron, and Ultra Magnus... Once you got there, the trio immediately turned to look at you.

"Hey!" Rodimus greeted you and smiled, "Last night was awesome, can we do that sometimes soon again?"

"Wait, what?" You asked and the captain showed you the datapad in his hands and you felt your eyes widen in shock.

A video of you rolling on your back as Velocity and Nautica scratched your belly. You groaned and slammed your palm over your forehead.