Don't Need Your Lovin'

Gagging, you push the sex-crazed woman away. "What are you," you snarl, "some kind of pervert? I don't even know you."

The woman looks genuinely surprised, and rather insulted. "Listen, Fido," she huffs, "I can have anyone I want."

"Except me," you declare, suddenly recognizing your need for a true soul mate who cares about more than cheap thrills. But how are you going to find that in your altered form? And what should you do to get rid of the sex-crazed woman? You debate whether to kill and eat her or just walk away respectably.

Written by Joey Liverwurst

Eat her.

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