On a seafood diet

When you wake up again, you find yourself in what looks like the hold of a ship. Your increased bulk has been squashed into a large chair. "W-where am I?", you groan, struggling to get up. An elderly man in a white coat enters the hold. "So you're the legendary werewolfer. So nice to meet you. My name is Dr. Hex." Seeing you gasp, the Doctor continues. "Ah, it seems you've heard of me." "Where are you taking me?", you demand, struggling. "To my top-secret underground lab in Wales. I have uses for all that blubber of yours, but in the meantime, just relax and sit this journey out." He presses a button on a remote he is carrying.

Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)

Suddenly, a vacuum-like thing shows up!
Not more food!?!

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