" . . . ."

A one night stand gone wrong.

Now? You're writhing in bed next to him.

He's trying to calm you down, think of anything, anything at all to distract you from the pain. Guilt etched onto his face. He knows you probably didn't want this life, and here he was, fucking it up.

(Yippie!) ((Also, I changed one thing just for the story, being the initial time before the transformation starts, sooo, yeah. Late transformation.)) (((Hehe, rhett-conn...)))

(Artist: uiokv)