Game 3 | Game 3 Outline |
You look at the wolf angrily. "Why didn't you tell me I wasn't going to be a piece of living fat forever, you arrogant, pompous canine?! I was scared to shit so many times because I thought you were going to eat me! Now you're telling me your life's story?! What's wrong with you!?" You yell at him.
The werewolf grins at you, actually. "Well, thank you for those delectable comments. But flattery will get you nowhere." He adds, looking at you with a grin. "Except for one place." He says, licking his lips and patting his belly.
"Bite me ..." is the only thing that comes to mind, then you freeze as you realize what you just said.
"My pleasure", the wolf says, licking his lips and walking towards you, rubbing his hands together, no doubt anticipating the lovely meal he's about to have as he gets closer ... and closer ... and closer ...
Written by Rakeesh (edited by wanderer)
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