AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I drop to all fours, a primal urge dictating my movements. Desperately, I reach for her, my actions betraying the beastly intentions that are threatening to consume me.
She fights back, her screams echoing off the cramped walls of our hideaway, but against my formidable strength, her efforts are in vain.
I turn her over before lifting her up, placing her on all fours. I ease her legs apart and take position behind her. My breaths are heavy and hard. The beast within has seized control.
It wants this. By the Creator’s Light,Iwant this too.
My senses are filled with her, enflamed by her.
I lean over her, my arms beside hers, my face beside her cheek. My newly-formed snout sniffs, breathing her in.
It’s too much.She’stoo much.
I reach down and lift her blouse and pull down her pants. The scent of her sex hits me even harder. I’m rock hard and I know she must feel me pressing against her thighs.
She whimpers, still attempting to struggle, to move, to escape, but she’s trapped beneath my hefty weight.
I’m going to enter her, going to mate with her.
It is what the Malquarans built this platform for. What it brought her here for. What we males are required to do.
I glance up and catch my reflection in a small, dusty mirror on the wall. In it I witness a scene from nightmares.
But it’s not the monstrous image that halts me; it’s the stark realization of the abyss I’m about to plunge into, the terror of losing my Zelthori to this beastly form.
A moment of clarity arrests me.
A peculiar sensation spreads through me, a tingling in my arms. In disbelief, I watch as the coarse fur withdraws into my skin, reversing the grotesque transformation.
My blue scales, previously hidden, emerge vibrantly. My eyes, once dark voids of the beast, shift to their natural golden hue, reflecting my true species.
In mere moments, the monstrous form disappears, leaving my original appearance. The beastly fog clouding my thoughts dissipates, allowing me to think clearly once again. The realization of what I almost became fills me with shame and a deep-seated anger at myself.
Abruptly, I let her go and step back, consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. Confusion, anger, and a profound guilt struggle within me.
Gazing at her, I see fear and repulsion, a justified response to my monstrous behavior.
Barely audible, I find my voice. “Go, little one. Run. Before I lose myself again.”
My words are both a warning and a desperate plea for her to escape the danger I pose, the danger of my potential transformation.
She gazes at me, possibly recognizing the real me for the first time. I wonder if she can comprehend the internalbattle I’m facing. But it doesn’t matter. Her safety is paramount. She must escape this place, escape me. The dread of losing control again, of reverting to that monstrous state, hangs over me like a dark cloud.
I stand watchful, silently urging her to flee this nightmare. My heart is heavy with mixed emotions — relief that I regained control in time and profound sorrow for the terror I’ve inflicted on her.
Torn between two worlds, I can only hope she finds her way out of this labyrinth, away from the beasts, away from me.
Zoey
Reeling from the harrowing ordeal, my thoughts whirl in a chaotic storm.
The creature, a fearsome embodiment of my darkest fears, had morphed before my very eyes. The once ferocious beast, cloaked in wild, matted fur and exuding raw aggression, had transformed into something vastly different.
Standing before me now is an alien being, his skin adorned with sleek, blue scales that catch the faint light, creating a subtle, iridescent sheen. Majestic horns arc gracefully from his forehead, enhancing his already formidable stature. His tail, a fluid extension of his being, sways rhythmically, reflecting his shifting emotions.
This total metamorphosis, from a nightmarish brute to a being that appears more sentient, more composed, leaves me stunned.
Moments ago, he loomed over me, his cock pressing into my flesh, an imminent threat, but abruptly, he halted. He transformed. And now, having released me, he insists I flee.
