Chapter 6
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While trying to break out of the accursed prison that kept it away from its Master, Fenrir continued trying to 'break' free. Unfortunately, the energy in its body wasn't enough to support the endeavor and, without the overwhelming flow of energy that gave it shape, Fenrir began to feel weak. The light that had encompassed its body faded away and, looking at its own paws, Fenrir noticed it had changed a lot more than it expected. Not only had its power increased greatly, but the form it had seemed closer to that of the hateful and smelly blond-haired woman.
However, before it could investigate its new form further, an overwhelming feeling of hunger spread through its body. In an instant, it was almost like the hunger had 'possessed' Fenrir and it felt the urge to devour everything in its path. Turning to its Master, the only 'good' thing it had ever known, Fenrir uttered its first words, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!" Unable to structure its words into a proper sentence, Fenrir just focused on conveying its intent as best it could.
The feeling of hunger continued to grow even stronger and, though it resisted the idea as much as it could, Fenrir felt that, if its Master didn't feed it soon, it would have to make the hunger go away by eating him. Fortunately, matching Fenrir's expectations, its Master began to produce a lot of food for it. Unlike in the past, the food had no real flavor but, ever so slightly, the hunger within its body began to fade away. It was a little annoying when its Master made it wear something called panties, but Fenrir tolerated it in exchange for even more food...
Unlike in the past, when its Master stroked Fenrir's head, this time Fenrir wanted to 'keep' the feeling for as long as possible. It used its new paws to tightly hold onto its Master's arm, insisting that he continues the comfortable petting. Since the hungry feeling in its stomach was eased slightly by the energy coming in through its head, Fenrir wanted to stay connected to its Master forever. Forever seemed impossible, however, as the claws on Fenrir's paws began to grow, tearing into the flesh of its Master as he broke free. Fenrir felt mortified by the fact that it had injured its Master but, the moment it saw the fragrant and energy-rich blood fall from his arm and onto the ground, Fenrir stopped caring about anything else. There was a massive amount of energy coming from the blood and, seeing the scary girl always drinking its Master's blood, Fenrir was very curious...
Dropping down on all fours, waving its new tail and butt towards the sky, Fenrir lapped up the blood from the ground with an uncontained eagerness. Unlike the other things it had eaten, the blood had a very delicious flavor, unlike anything Fenrir had ever experienced. Feeling simultaneously satisfied, but still hungry, Fenrir looked toward its Master with scarlet eyes, glimmering with expectation as it shouted, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!"
(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Gnuuu...Master's blood makes my body hot...')
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While trying to break out of the accursed prison that kept it away from its Master, Fenrir continued trying to 'break' free. Unfortunately, the energy in its body wasn't enough to support the endeavor and, without the overwhelming flow of energy that gave it shape, Fenrir began to feel weak. The light that had encompassed its body faded away and, looking at its own paws, Fenrir noticed it had changed a lot more than it expected. Not only had its power increased greatly, but the form it had seemed closer to that of the hateful and smelly blond-haired woman.
However, before it could investigate its new form further, an overwhelming feeling of hunger spread through its body. In an instant, it was almost like the hunger had 'possessed' Fenrir and it felt the urge to devour everything in its path. Turning to its Master, the only 'good' thing it had ever known, Fenrir uttered its first words, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!" Unable to structure its words into a proper sentence, Fenrir just focused on conveying its intent as best it could.
The feeling of hunger continued to grow even stronger and, though it resisted the idea as much as it could, Fenrir felt that, if its Master didn't feed it soon, it would have to make the hunger go away by eating him. Fortunately, matching Fenrir's expectations, its Master began to produce a lot of food for it. Unlike in the past, the food had no real flavor but, ever so slightly, the hunger within its body began to fade away. It was a little annoying when its Master made it wear something called panties, but Fenrir tolerated it in exchange for even more food...
Unlike in the past, when its Master stroked Fenrir's head, this time Fenrir wanted to 'keep' the feeling for as long as possible. It used its new paws to tightly hold onto its Master's arm, insisting that he continues the comfortable petting. Since the hungry feeling in its stomach was eased slightly by the energy coming in through its head, Fenrir wanted to stay connected to its Master forever. Forever seemed impossible, however, as the claws on Fenrir's paws began to grow, tearing into the flesh of its Master as he broke free. Fenrir felt mortified by the fact that it had injured its Master but, the moment it saw the fragrant and energy-rich blood fall from his arm and onto the ground, Fenrir stopped caring about anything else. There was a massive amount of energy coming from the blood and, seeing the scary girl always drinking its Master's blood, Fenrir was very curious...
Dropping down on all fours, waving its new tail and butt towards the sky, Fenrir lapped up the blood from the ground with an uncontained eagerness. Unlike the other things it had eaten, the blood had a very delicious flavor, unlike anything Fenrir had ever experienced. Feeling simultaneously satisfied, but still hungry, Fenrir looked toward its Master with scarlet eyes, glimmering with expectation as it shouted, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!"
(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Gnuuu...Master's blood makes my body hot...')
While trying to break out of the accursed prison that kept it away from its Master, Fenrir continued trying to 'break' free. Unfortunately, the energy in its body wasn't enough to support the endeavor and, without the overwhelming flow of energy that gave it shape, Fenrir began to feel weak. The light that had encompassed its body faded away and, looking at its own paws, Fenrir noticed it had changed a lot more than it expected. Not only had its power increased greatly, but the form it had seemed closer to that of the hateful and smelly blond-haired woman.However, before it could investigate its new form further, an overwhelming feeling of hunger spread through its body. In an instant, it was almost like the hunger had 'possessed' Fenrir and it felt the urge to devour everything in its path. Turning to its Master, the only 'good' thing it had ever known, Fenrir uttered its first words, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!" Unable to structure its words into a proper sentence, Fenrir just focused on conveying its intent as best it could.The feeling of hunger continued to grow even stronger and, though it resisted the idea as much as it could, Fenrir felt that, if its Master didn't feed it soon, it would have to make the hunger go away by eating him. Fortunately, matching Fenrir's expectations, its Master began to produce a lot of food for it. Unlike in the past, the food had no real flavor but, ever so slightly, the hunger within its body began to fade away. It was a little annoying when its Master made it wear something called panties, but Fenrir tolerated it in exchange for even more food...Unlike in the past, when its Master stroked Fenrir's head, this time Fenrir wanted to 'keep' the feeling for as long as possible. It used its new paws to tightly hold onto its Master's arm, insisting that he continues the comfortable petting. Since the hungry feeling in its stomach was eased slightly by the energy coming in through its head, Fenrir wanted to stay connected to its Master forever. Forever seemed impossible, however, as the claws on Fenrir's paws began to grow, tearing into the flesh of its Master as he broke free. Fenrir felt mortified by the fact that it had injured its Master but, the moment it saw the fragrant and energy-rich blood fall from his arm and onto the ground, Fenrir stopped caring about anything else. There was a massive amount of energy coming from the blood and, seeing the scary girl always drinking its Master's blood, Fenrir was very curious...Dropping down on all fours, waving its new tail and butt towards the sky, Fenrir lapped up the blood from the ground with an uncontained eagerness. Unlike the other things it had eaten, the blood had a very delicious flavor, unlike anything Fenrir had ever experienced. Feeling simultaneously satisfied, but still hungry, Fenrir looked toward its Master with scarlet eyes, glimmering with expectation as it shouted, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!"Fenrir's Commentary: 'Gnuuu...Master's blood makes my body hot...'
