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Chapter Five: Meeting The Owner Of The Mansion
As I hid behind the bushes. I watch cautiously to see if anyone was coming.
Who knows how long the owner of the house has been gone for. I could not bear any trouble, now.
Not now.
I wanted to steal some food, swiftly in strengthening my body, back into its wolf form, and run towards safety.
I hid behind the bushes for about 5 minutes and then decided to get some food, quick; without being discovered.
I crawl from the bush like a large iguana, moving my body heavily. I was too weak in moving quickly. My hair pulls behind me, dirtily like a rope on a pull goat; while I crawled towards the large mansion.
As I crawl naked. I fell to my large, round, firm breast. It supported me as if it was a cushion. I then felt an acute pain within my knees and the palm of my hands, which caused me to roll on my back, immediately. My human form was too weak to walk as a wolf, for such a long time.
The palm of my hands and my knees burned as they rub against the hard ground. I was unable to use them anymore.
I then rolled over on my belly allowing my large firm breast to press against the hard ground. I was determined in fetching some food and fleeing. I was not ready to be discovered by anyone. I wanted to be left alone. A bitch like me deserves no one nor their company.
I lifted my body, placing my hands down, resting on my elbows. Eager to move. I then push my body forward by moving on the back of my hands. Placing my body weight on my elbows.
“Hmm,” I breathe heavily as I push my body forward.
It was difficult in doing so.
At that moment I wished my breast was very small as it rubs against the lowly, cut, sharp grass.
My pink breast nipples harden by its sharp touch.
As I moved like a snail, pushing my body, weakly. Using my feet in helping me to push forward. I could feel my ass as I moved on the back of my hands, Jiggling behind me, like jello. Each side of my large ass came down heavily as I moved my body side to side in trying to move quickly. I could feel my very fat cunt behind me as I walked. I guess I was too much of a wolf and forget how I once felt as a human.
My fleshly cunt felt uncomfortable as I push myself. I could feel it closing up as I stiffed my body. It then gave me a sizzling sensation that caused me to feel odd. It felt like someone was playing with me.
My eyes widen, frighteningly and I started to move my body quickly.
I was not too far away from the mansion, now. But, all I could think of was to do what I had to do quickly, without being discovered. Especially by men.
One thing I learned in my past is that when men wanted sex. Their brain doesn't think for them anymore, but their cock. I learned that from my father.
As I came nearer to the mansion. I remembered my mom and dad. They seemed like a lovely couple, but I do know that my mom wasn't always happy.
I remembered my dad who was a mason came from work one day. He approached my mother and whispered within her right ear. My mom shook her head and said that she was tired.
My dad went upstairs angrily.
Later that night at about 8 pm. I guess he thought I was asleep. I heard him instructing my mom to widen her legs.
My mom said no.
“Come on!” I heard him shouting at my mother.
“Come on baby, he said again, hornily; let daddy squeeze his dick inside you tonight.”
I was surprised, hearing that from my father.
My mom told him she was tired, again. I heard him replied by saying she didn't have to do anything anyways. All she had to do was to open her legs and let him widen her hole in making way for his cock; in making her cunt swallow his phallus.
My eyes watered as I remembered not only the sound of his moaning but the hard pounding he created between her legs. Her cunt sounded as if it was squealing while suffocating by his phallus drenched in slippery substance.
I loved my dad, but I hated the way he treated my mom sometimes.
Finally, I was close to the white mansion. My eyes widen, happily. As I saw an open window through the bottom of the mansion that leads to an empty room. I pushed myself through the white, glass window like a snake and fell flat on my belly, hard.
I curled up in great pain holding my stomach. It hurt, badly. I curled up like a ball until the pain was no more.
I looked around the empty room I was now in and saw a stair that leads to a door. I pulled myself up the stairs, praying that the door was open.
I gave the door a hard push with the little strength I had.
“Bang!” it made a loud sound hitting the wall. I almost pissed myself, shocked.
I was so frightened I felt the beat of my heart within my head.
What if someone is here? I question myself, worriedly.
I then decided to turn back, but there was no point in doing so.
How will I go through the window again?
I was now in my weakest form and it would be impossible to do so.
I tried to crawl as quickly as I can, in getting something quick to eat.
I sniffed to seek the main area I wanted to find. The kitchen.
I sniffed until I located it. It was not too far from me.
Finally, I was now in the kitchen, but there was one problem. I had to stand in reaching the food.
“Fuck, I cursed. I'm the most unlucky person. It seems I was made to suffer and to be used as a walking mat or a sex slave. No, I disagreed. The title of a sex slave was too good for me. I was much lesser than that.”
“I really do hate my life,” I cursed again as I bite my tongue angrily.
My heart started to beat rapidly thinking of being caught by the owner.
What if he's a man? I cried, questioning myself.
Suddenly I notice the handle of a low Coburg. I reach out for it, grabbing on to it.
I then pull myself from the tiled floor, using my foot in supporting me. I was now standing; as I hold on tightly to the kitchen counter.
On the kitchen counter, I saw some unfinished food. Fry chicken and bread. It seems as if the person didn’t want anymore and left it.
I took hold of it and started to devour it quickly. As I hate, my eyes became flooded by hot tears that settle with my blue, ocean eyes.
I did not deserve this food. It was too good for me. I cried.
I ate quickly, swallowing the stolen food, harshly; in haste.
I then stretch out my left hand still holding on to the counter while leaning on to it. Reaching out to the large, black, stainless steel refrigerator. It was stacked with lots of food. I again quickly took hold of what I could reach and started to eat strengthening my body.
Whoever thought this would be my life. Life fills with pain. At the age of 18, I thought.
At last, I was full. It was now time for me to flee.
Suddenly I heard a strange sound, coming from outside. I listen quietly to find out if it was just the wind.
“Try not to do it again,” I heard someone said angrily.
My whole body shiver in fear.
What have I gotten myself into? I question myself.
Why did I break into someone's house? I again question myself. Sinking my sharp nails into my left hand, angrily.
I wanted to punish myself in doing something so stupid without thinking; but, first I had to escape from this fucking mess. I got my whoring self into.
I pushed myself towards the kitchen window peeking to see who it was.
I was shocked. I literally pissed myself.
I saw 4 large werewolves. One was mostly black and had brown patches. He was in front of the others. It seems he was the leader and the others were gray.
I spin around as if I was lost and going crazy.
What to do? I repeated to myself quickly. Until I started to sound as if I was speaking gibberish.
Suddenly the four wolves shifted into large muscular men. They all walked towards the mansion naked. As there large penis hang from them like a branch from a tree.
“I'm dead now,” I said in tears.
I tried to shift back into a werewolf, but it seems; I was unable to.
I was now in my human form because it wasn't a choice. My body was too weak and shifted on its own.
For two years I have not transformed my own body. Which was the cause of my problem, now.
Suddenly I heard the doorknob turned. As I stand within the kitchen naked. Using my hands in covering my large, firm breast and my vagina.
What have I gotten into? I cried
As the four men entered their home.
I pray and trembled that they didn't enter the kitchen.
I then heard their footsteps. Heading somewhere else in the mansion. I felt relieved but still terrified. I wanted to get the fuck out of there, now.
Soon I heard another footstep coming towards the kitchen.
The scent was different. The scent was of someone with great power. I could feel the presence of him. Entering the house.
I was terrified. I didn't know what to do.
I wanted someone to help me; anyone.
I cried.