It is a beautiful night and my skin tingles from anticipation. You are sitting on an alter type bench outside of the window. I snuck here, tonight, to watch you change from a man to a man/wolf beast. During your metamorphosis my nipples harden and I feel the dampness between my thighs. I was startled when you looked up and locked eyes with me. Knowing I wasn't supposed to be there watching, I backed away from the window and went to sit on the bed. About twenty minutes passed before they came for me. Slowly, I walked down the stairs and out of the back door into the garden. One person stood there waiting. He told me to offer myself to you and not look back at the house. I was to be your meal, tonight.
The grass felt cool and slightly wet beneath my feet; however, I wasn't shaking from cold or fear. My body burned with a scalding heat. I had a choice. I could walk to you and just offer my body for your feast or I could beg you for mercy. I picked to try to get it over with quickly and hoped that I wouldn't feel a lot of pain. You watched me walk to you and didn't even make the slightest effort to move. We locked eyes, again, and I held your gaze when I knelt at your feet. I could feel heat coming off of you and it prickled my skin. It is silly to be aroused at a time like this. We stayed like that. We looked at each other, not moving.
My heart was pounding in my chest and I thought I was going to pass out. I wished you would go ahead and devour me; so, I could stop this fear in my heart. I had watched you feed before; just like all the ladies were watching me in the house. This was going wrong and I didn't know what I should do. You moved off of the bench alter and I started to get up to place myself there for your feast. Quickly, you were beside of me, pushing me to my hands and knees. This was not what was supposed to happen; so, I wondered if you were punishing me for watching you earlier.