Well, you were not such a bad tasting slab of meat after all.

You try to run away but then the kitsune jumps on your plump body and the last thing you see is the young fox girl tearing your insides out as you slowly drift away.

***

"Ahh... That was the best slice of roast pork I have had in ages", says the witch, wiping her face with a napkin. The knight continues to cook the meat on the grill for the other werebeasts. The witch dumps the leftovers (what is left of you) for the rats and goes over her plans for her werebeast army to take out the townsfolk of the village near the castle.

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