Deep within the spooky forest, a witch was standing with a moon-shaped amulet held up toward the full moon. Judging by that, any observer could easily tell that the moon played into her plans. What such an observer might not know at first was that her intention was to harness the power of the moon to become a werewolf. Of course, she knew that in theory, it would have been far simpler to find and be bitten by a werewolf than to enchant an amulet to harness the power of the moon, but that would just have her take werewolf form only during the full moon. She would much rather have some of the power of the full moon within her, so she could be in werewolf form all the time.

Also, being bitten by something with big, razor-sharp teeth sounded very painful.

After a while of standing there with her amulet held aloft, just as her arms were starting to get rather tired, the witch felt a powerful energy surging through her. She braced herself for the slow transformation and likely bursting of clothing... then suddenly found herself suspended in midair briefly before gravity brought her back down, her clothing falling down around her, not in tatters but instead in much larger size than she remembered. In fact, looking around, all of her surroundings looked a lot bigger... which must have meant she had gotten smaller! In fact, it seemed she was no more than a foot tall now!

That was not the only strange part of it, though. Her muzzle was shorter than she’d expected, her nose covered in the same cream fur as the rest of her muzzle as opposed to being black. When she reached up to feel her new muzzle, she found that her forepaws had no pads and her claws were small and cute. Looking down and lifting up a hind paw, she discovered they were the same way, though her hind paws were oddly long. She tried swishing her tail experimentally, but it seemed it was far too short for that. Reaching back behind herself, she felt a cute little puff where her bushy wolf tail was supposed to be. She reached up to feel her ears, finding them to be much longer than she had planned.

She wasn’t the mighty werewolf she’d wanted to become. Instead, the lunar energy had transformed her into a cute little werebunny. And though she wanted to be dismayed at this, especially since it was almost certainly permanent, she couldn’t bring herself to be. She couldn’t help but blush at how adorable she felt, and she felt so comfortable in her fur, so filled with energy. It was hard to feel anything but happy with her new body.

And so she hopped away, back to her hut, carrying her amulet with her.