Steaven
"Sort of?" Steaven said, glaring at his older brother. What on earth was he doing? "I don't think she's Lucy."
Locke sighed and said, "Look Steaven. Your young, I get it. Its easy to get tricked by a nice pair of tits and a cute, bubbly personality. But if you think with your dick, you'll get in more trouble than anything. Step aside and let your older brother handle this."
Steaven growled. "No. Locke your overreacting."
Locke's teeth grew into fangs, his body starting to bulk up. "Then, lets prove it right now," he said, his clothes tightening around his expanding muscles. Hair gathered over his body, while his face morphed into that familiar dog-like shape. Growling, he pushed Steaven aside. Unfortunately, they both fell, causing Steaven to land on top of her.
"Steaven move," Locke snarled.
"NO!"
Locke's claws dug into Steaven's shirt, lifting him up off the ground and tossing him aside. "Don't worry. She is more than strong enough to defend herself."
"Shes not her!" Steaven yelled.
"Don't worry Steaven, i'll save her for you.
"Go to hell!"
Giving into his inner desires, his own transformation begun. His muscles tore through his already messed up clothes. He gained a few inches of height, surpassing Locke's own. Moreover, his mass was slightly larger as well. A blur, that was all a normal human would see as Steaven pounced on Locke from the side.