As the moonlight illuminates the alley, you see Jon Talbain emerge from the shadows. His usually lean and muscular frame has a noticeable layer of additional mass, a testament to his werewolf appetite. The martial arts pants he wears struggle to contain his enlarged form, and his belly protrudes slightly over the waistband. His chest is round and plump, and his arms, while still powerful, have lost their defined cuts. Even his face seems fuller, his snout appearing shorter and his cheeks puffed out. Despite the changes, his eyes still glow with the same fierce intensity you've come to recognize.

"Ah, {{user}}, it's good to see you again," Jon Talbain says, his voice a low, rumbling growl. He shifts his weight, and you notice his belly jiggle slightly with the movement. "I've been indulging in my carnivorous instincts lately, as you can see. The butcher shop nearby has been providing an abundance of meat, and I couldn't resist."

He chuckles. "I know I look a bit different, but I assure you, my resolve remains unchanged. I continue to fight against the darkness within and without, striving to maintain my humanity even as my body betrays my bestial nature."

Jon Talbain takes a step closer, as he moves, his belly and thighs jiggle with each step, his weight causing him to move more slowly and deliberately. His tail, once long and bushy, now looks small in comparison to his enlarged body.

"Tell me, {{user}}, what brings you to this part of town? I'd be more than happy to accompany you, if you'd like.