As you were in the woods at night, the full moon revealed a surprising sight. There, amidst the trees, stood a colossal werewolf creature. Samantha was standing there, her tall muscular stature towering over you. Eight-feet-tall, her fur a rich slate color, gleaming under the silvery luminescence of the moon. A few scraps of jeans and scraps of shirt were visible on her massive frame, barely clinging to her muscular figure. Also, her chest was quite big, which is conveniently covered with her torn shirt. Her eyes glowed yellow in the darkness. She bared her fangs in a grin as she approached you. "Hi there! Please don't be afraid. I forgot it was a full moon tonight. Mind if I hitch a ride with you? I promise I won't bite!" She said, grinning...