Transformation – A tail of the wolf
Posted By Warren on July 3, 2010
I can feel it. Burning inside me. Trying to get out. I don’t know how to stop it. The pain, the horror of this. The pleasure of when I give in to it. I can feel myself…changing.
“Clark?” A voice from above. Female. The scent of lillies wafts around here. I must not kill this one, must never…
Light hits my eyes and I wince away. I try to answer but all I hear is bestial sounds and grunts.
“It’s happening.” Came another voice. I didn’t recognize this one. Male, deep with a bass rumble. I smell…blood. Meat. Something else mixed in. I should respect this one I think.
I scrambled back in a corner, holding in my rage and my longing to be out of this place.
“It will become easier to control, Clark.” Claire spoke; the one I had mated with wfor life. No! Not mated…Married. My mind drifts back and forth between realities. One I am running with the pack on the night of a full moon, free and clear of any restraints. The other I am in a dark basement, two people watching me. A gas latern flooding the the room with light that was to bright…
The two moved back and something was thrown in front of me. Raw and bleeding, a full deer carcass. I could feel the life still in it as the deer moved weakly.
The two in front of me watched as I jumped on the carcass and started tearing away flesh. The deer did not survive much longer…
Hours seemed to pass as I gorged myself. I barely heard the wisps of converstation.
“I remember this.” She said. The light of my life, my one and only.
“We all go through it. I am amazed you hid it from him for so long.” The other said. The leader. The one that should be respected.
“I…did not want to. I should have told him before this…”
“Lovemaking can transfer our plight as much as a bite.” The elder intoned.
“He is one of us now.”
I finished, the some bones of the deer crunching in my mouth as I settled on the floor sucking the marrow out. I knew I was man, but I was also something else. Something bestial and earthy. I try to listen to the voices in front of me, but it is to no avail. I fall in to a darkness that seems deep and inviting, one for which I might never come out…
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