Okay. So let’s start from the beginning. My name is Logan and I have this, thing that happens to me every full moon. Let me explain. It was supposed to be like a night out with the boys, joking about girls, but I guess I must’ve made someone mad because once every full moon, I become a were-bimbo forced to find some men to suck off. And trust me it’s disgusting. And it’s getting even harder to hide it from any of my friends. In fact as I’m typing this, I’m with one of them, and the moon is getting ready to rise.