forum Werewolves and Chew Toys

Started August 26, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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"One doesn't come by something like you," the man continued, his voice a bit nasally. Samul held Larkin tight to himself, turning a bit to shield Larkin again.

Tears stung Larkin's eyes as he looked up at the man, whimpering quietly. "W-What will you do if I refuse…?"

"Well, I know you don't want to be seen, seeing how hard you try to hide yourself," the man said. "But if you refuse… Well, they do say once you've posted something online it will never go away."

Larkin drew in a few quick, wavering breaths. "I-I…" He looked up at Samul weakly, a broken look in his eyes. They didn't have any choice. "I'll do it…" He whispered.

Samul was shaking a bit, holding Larkin close to himself. No, no no nonono… The man smirked a bit.
"Perfect,"he said, grinning to himself.

A couple of tears rolled down Larkin's cheeks and he buried his face in Samul's shoulder. "I'm sorry… I-I'm so s— s-sorry… we… we d-don't have any other choice…" He whispered almost inaudibly.

Samul held Larkin tightly to himself, doing his best not to glare at the man.
"It's– it's not your f-fault," Samul choked out.

Larkin kissed Samul softly and hesitated before slipping down out of his arms. "I'm so sorry… I-I… hopefully I can be back soon…"

Samul didn't want to let go, he didn't want Larkin to do this. Still, he let his hands fall, trying not to do the same with his tears. He failed, of course.
"I… I-I'll be waiting," he said softly. "No– no matter how long it takes, I-I'll be waiting…" The man stepped forward now, taking Samul's arm now.
"Shall we?" He purred.

Larkin glared at the man and snarled a bit, growling. "Let go of him. This is my problem, not his. Believe me, you won't even have time to regret it if you hurt him."

"I'm making sure he doesn't follow us," The man sneered. Samul glared at him, pulling his arm away.

Larkin looked back at Samul weakly and hesitated before walking off with the man, still seeming terrified and uncomfortable.

Samul watched helplessly as Larkin walked away with the man. He was crying softly, his tears falling into the sand beneath him.

The man made sure Larkin's hat was back on, putting one arm around his waist. There was no way he was letting his prize get away.

Larkin whined when the man grabbed his waist, weakly trying to push him away. "W-Where are you taking me…?"

"Why, we need to find somewhere private to fuck," the man said, voice low. "Perhaps… my home." The man grinned evily.

Larkin paled a bit and cowered, clearly nervous. "Will you let me go back to Samul after we're done?"

"Perhaps." The answer was vague, niether a yes or a no. The man led Larkin towards an older car, presumably his own.

"If you don't, I'll fight back. Believe me, I'm perfectly capable even if I'm short." Larkin huffed a bit up at the man.

"You do that, the entire world will know what you are." The man spoke with a serious tone- he truly meant it. He slid into the driver's seat once he was sure Larkin was securely in place.

"Not if you aren't alive to tell the tale…" Larkin mumbled almost inaudibly, looking out the window at Samul as he was driven away.

Samul got smaller and smaller as the man drove Larkin away.
"You have no idea how many copies of the picture I have," he said, and it seemed he was ignoring what Larkin had said.
"If I die, someone will find the pictures with instructions to post them."

Larkin glared at the man and crossed his arms, clearly annoyed. His anger was starting to take over the fear. "Why are you doing this? What's it to you if I'm a werewolf, huh?"

"I don't give two shits what you are, really," the man said calmly. "I just wanna fuck something that isn't human."

"You're sick…" Larkin winced and looked away, his stomach churning a bit at the man's words. "Why don't you go fuck a dog, then? I'm still technically a person, you know. I'm human except for the full moon."

The man grimaced a bit.
"I'm not a zoophile," he spat. "I'm a monster fucker. And your ears and tail definitely aren't human."