This choice: To Meet Up With Your Grandmother • Go Back... You felt the stomach containing you bouncing around, Hazel walking to wherever she needs to be. All you could do was occasionally move to get yourself more comfortable, finding your current "home" to be surprisingly breatheable despite the wolfess' burp earlier. The warm liquid around your feet was merely harmless liquid.
She's been true to her word so far, you thought to yourself. You also wondered curiously where she was going.
Outside, Hazel walked through the woods effortlessly with you in her belly, proud of her strength. She walked through bush after bush until she saw her destination, a small cabin with one lone resident. The wolfess walked to the door and knocked on the door, awaiting a reply.
"Who's there?" a woman's voice said inside.
"It's me, Hazel," she replied.
"Door's open," answered the voice.
Hazel opens the door and walks inside, closing the door behind her as she approached the woman. She was a human that stood a little shorter than Hazel, dressed in a worn blue dress, with silver grey hair that reached the middle of her back. She turned her head to reveal a woman that looks years younger than she actually is, her blue eyes looking at the wolfess hunter.
"Hazel, dear," she said, her arms open as she expects a hug.
"Lady Blue," the wolfess replied, accepting the hug with slight difficulty with you in the stomach. After the hug, the woman known as "Lady Blue" steps back to see Hazel's big gut.
"Caught a big one today, Hazel?" she asks the wolfess.
"Not a meal, really," Hazel says. "I found a human pup that has become of age. He's currently going through the ritual right now."
"You mean your "Trust Test" ritual? Honestly, dear, not every creature on this earth follows the same rules as your tribe does, you know."
"I'm well aware, Lady Blue. However, I feel it is necessary to do so, regardless of species."
"Yes, yes. Next time you do so, at least bring them here for me to see their cute faces. So, who's in there? You got the name before eating, right?"
"Of course, I did. He calls himself "Red.""
This causes the woman to gasp suddenly, hearing your name as the boy in Hazel's stomach.
"Red?! You mean my grandson?! You ate my grandson?!"
"You know him??"
"Yes, I do! He comes over every once in a while to visit me! Spit him out!"
"I cannot, as it is against the ritual's-"
"I don't care about that! That's my grandson! Poor thing could die in there!"
"Lady Blue! If your grandson dies, then he has failed the ritual and he'll become a part of me. But of he lives, he'll have passed and be birthed as a man."
"..."
Inside, you heard it all, although it was muffled due to being in a predator's belly. You couldn't believe it. Hazel know your grandmother, Lady Blue!
"Grandma, is that really you?!" you call out.
"Yes, it's me, Red! Are you alright?" she answers.
"I'm okay, grandma! Do you still look forty years old?"
"I do. It's all thanks to being a witch. That and, well, dieting. Anyway, don't worry! I'll get you out of there!"
"Wait, grandma! Wait! Don't!" you told her.
Lady Blue stops what she was gonna do and listens to what you have to say.
"Look, I chose to go through with this. Please, let me finish this. I can do this. Trust me."
Your grandmother then places a hand on Hazel's stomach.
"...Do me proud, Red. If you make it..."
"And I will, grandma!"
"...I promise to make it worth your while. And Hazel will have no choice but join. Okay?"
"Okay!"
And thus, the ritual continues.
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