A [bitten] occurrence

Fangs protruded from his gums, and his jaw cracked as his teeth elongated and sharpened - the perfect killing tools. His fingers stretched; they, too, cracked, and large claws grew from their ends. A deep growl resounded from within, a sound that he had not consciously made. Hair - no - fur, sprouted along his jaw, his ears stretched into sensitive, powerful, pointed ones. Ones that could hear sounds from miles away. He looked at him, saw him cowering in fear. He could smell it. He licked his lips slowly. He could already taste the blood on his tongue, the sweet copper of it. And he looked at him, and his eyes were a bright, shimmering red.

A shy, socially awkward nerd must step up to the plate when a fateful encounter in the woods one night changes his life...in what way he still doesn't understand.