"Now that I've marked you, you belong to me, human." The werewolf continued, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You supposed for the werewolf, it might well have been. But not for you. "I've never had my own human before. This is going to be so much fun!"
Considering what this werewolf had done to you already, you dreaded to see what their idea of fun was. "What the hell, man! You can't do that! I have a life to get back to!"
Instead of answering you, the werewolf gave you a confused look. "... Do I really look like a "man" to you?"
Now it was your turn to look confused. You took a closer look at your tormentor and were shocked to realize that you'd managed to miss the glaringly obvious. It was hard to call your captor a dude when there were bare werewolf breats staring you right in the face.
"You're a girl!"
The werewolf looked at you like you were an idiot, and to be fair, you felt like one right now. "Yes." she said slowly "Any more astute observations?"
"B-but, you're topless! And you reek!"
"Us lycans are above your petty human concepts of modesty, and especially hygiene." She spat the last word like it was some kind of curse. "In fact," she added with an air of pride, "I haven't taken a single bath since I was turned 5 years ago. I'm quite proud of the musk I've developed."
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