I'm a werewolf. But not full body transformation, just face and hands, like Wolverine. I run with a pack of four other weres. For reasons unknown, we decide to go (maybe break in?) to this meth dealer's mansion during the night. We arrive at the bottom of a very steep, very icy driveway. We start walking up as humans, but the ice is too slippery and we slide back down. So, we bust out our claws and climb the driveway. Little did we know that were were being watched on the security cameras the whole time by the dealer and his posse.
The scene changes and now we're inside the mansion. We've been captured by the dealer's minions and are being held in a very lovely library full of books and dark paneling and leather furniture. We're lined up on a the couch before a roaring fire. One of our captors is guarding us. He sits down next to me. And before I knew what was happening, he kissed me. I was surprised. And then proceeded to make out with him.
One of the "talents" of being a werewolf is being able to mimic other animals. So, we're not only werewolves, we're also shape-shifters. My captor-lover is willing to help us escape. The plan is that each of us will mimic one of the dealer's dogs and just run out of the house. Shifting into other animals requires a drug, however. My captor returns to the room with two dum-dum lollipops. They both contain the drug. "Have a little or a lot."
One of my fellow werewolves has already shifted. He's a small dog, like a beagle and he's chasing the dealer's pet snake around the room. "I swear to god, if you don't leave that fucking snake alone, you're going to get bit!" I yell at him. I attempt to pull him away from the snake, but I'm too late. The snake bites him. My captor goes over there and pulls off the snake of my friend. We need to get going. He sits down next to me on the couch again. We're sad. We have a moment and then I shift into a dog.
The end.
The scene changes and now we're inside the mansion. We've been captured by the dealer's minions and are being held in a very lovely library full of books and dark paneling and leather furniture. We're lined up on a the couch before a roaring fire. One of our captors is guarding us. He sits down next to me. And before I knew what was happening, he kissed me. I was surprised. And then proceeded to make out with him.
One of the "talents" of being a werewolf is being able to mimic other animals. So, we're not only werewolves, we're also shape-shifters. My captor-lover is willing to help us escape. The plan is that each of us will mimic one of the dealer's dogs and just run out of the house. Shifting into other animals requires a drug, however. My captor returns to the room with two dum-dum lollipops. They both contain the drug. "Have a little or a lot."
One of my fellow werewolves has already shifted. He's a small dog, like a beagle and he's chasing the dealer's pet snake around the room. "I swear to god, if you don't leave that fucking snake alone, you're going to get bit!" I yell at him. I attempt to pull him away from the snake, but I'm too late. The snake bites him. My captor goes over there and pulls off the snake of my friend. We need to get going. He sits down next to me on the couch again. We're sad. We have a moment and then I shift into a dog.
The end.
