The time was at hand.
Memphis had felt the itching on his skin, a vague thrill that was all but confirmed by the monthly alarm set on his phone.
Full moon. His hunger at its most intense.
Fizz was a werewolf. This was no secret, naturally, and he found that he could control himself easily. He could transform whenever he wanted, and reveled in the feeling. However, during a full moon, he had no choice - he would transform whether he wanted to or not, and his hunger greatly outweighed any semblance of control he had over his temporarily monstrous form.
Now, with the moon high in the sky, he was free. He bounded over the more rural areas around the DVU campus, his belly sagging and squirming with easily a dozen meals, his appetite begging for dozens more. The wild thrill of the hunt, the animalistic hedonism that came with becoming an apex predator, the true delight that came with his power...it was intoxicating.
Despite the flood of delicious desire coursing through his more feral mind, however, there was always a tiny portion of Fizz's monstrous mind that worried about what the morning would bring...and just how hard it would be to move after all of his meals finally surged through his body, and enlarged his figure.
This wasn't the time for worry, however. Now was the time to FEAST.
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First look at Memphis' monster form, as well as my first attempt at lower transmasc anatomy - I definitely need more practice, but I'm still pretty satisfied with the results!
Enjoy some early spooky gluttony, as we inch ever closer to Halloween season~!
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Thank you so much for your support!
Dual Eclipse
2023-09-08 20:03:08 +0000 UTC