I'M THE KING

Change Body

The shadow, faintly visible to the girl's eyes, was illuminated by the not-so-clear moonlight. A large, hairy body, mouth muzzled like a wolf. Standing tall, holding Gwen's cow.

"You're... a werewolf?" asked the girl, her face becoming frightened. Her lips trembled violently as blue eyes found fresh blood from her grandmother's cattle on Max's hands and around his mouth.

"Damn, what's this smell?" the young man whispered. He removed the half-cow from his hands. "It smells a little different, nice and voluptuous!" he continued. Then, he began to pace slowly towards Gwen.

"Is this smell coming from that girl?" he thought, advancing towards the now frightened blonde.

"What does she want? Why does she keep approaching me? Does she want to eat me like those animals?" Gwen whispered. The girl turned around she ran away from the terrifying young man.

"Wait, don't run!" the young man whispered, his voice inaudible to Gwen. "Damn, I turned myself into ---" Max stopped whispering. He looked shocked as he turned into a wolf with a human-like body.

"A wolf? B-how could a-I turn into a wolf? Maybe Traynor wasn't kidding about me being a wolf?" Max thought in confusion. He touched his face all over. "Damn, that girl should be scared," Max said as he saw Gwen approaching the doorway.

"No, that girl can't get out of here!" Then, the young man was much faster than the girl. The young man was already blocking the blonde-haired girl.

Gwen stopped, her sweat soaking her clothes. Then the sound of her heart was so loud that she looked anxious as the way to the exit was blocked by Max, the werewolf.

"This smell again! Why is this smell coming again? Is it coming from that girl?" thought Max who was staring intently at Gwen. "Then, I should investigate to make sure!" The young man started to approach Gwen.

"W-what do you want?" asked the girl, her lips trembling. Her legs retreated slowly, the flashlight still gripped tightly. "Get away from me!" he continued. Her face was frightened with a very pale face.

Thump.

Gwen fell, her foot tripping over a pile of hay. "Go away... don't come any closer!" she said again. Gwen didn't like that horrible young man approaching her. The young man didn't care. He still approached Gwen who could no longer move freely.

"Damn! Why is this girl so voluptuous? No, I'm going crazy because of her body odor!" his mind whispered as he raised his hand, about to touch her. "And my lust makes me want to fuck her, this is crazy!"

Their faces were so close. that the young man's wolf snout was only five centimeters away. The blonde-haired girl turned her face away while closing her eyes. She surrendered and was pressed and couldn't do anything.

"No God, keep this horrible creature away from me!" she muttered. His body suddenly trembled as the horrifying young man's breath rushed against his face. "I don't want to die by this ugly creature, God!" she whispered again.

"This smell also makes me want to eat this girl alive!" The youth's mouth opened slowly. The pointed teeth looked horrible. The saliva mixed with the blood of Gwen and her grandmother's farm animals looked disgusting in the girl's eyes.

Bang!

One bullet hit the post of the cattle pen. Samantha deliberately aimed her gun just to scare Max away from her grandson.

"Stop right there, you ugly creature!" Gwen's grandmother yelled from the doorway as she pointed her gun at Max. "If you dare take one step closer to my grandson, I will not hesitate to shoot you in the head, you disgusting creature!" Gwen breathed a sigh of relief to see her grandmother already inside the cattle pen.

"GRRRR!" Max growled while showing his teeth and sharp nails.

"Gwen, get out of there!" Gwen's grandmother shouted. But the girl was too scared to take a step. The distance between her and Max was too close. She was afraid that if she moved even a little bit those sharp nails would tear her apart and make her die in seconds.

"Gwen, are you deaf? Get out of there!" her grandmother shouted again.

"But Gran--" Her words were cut off as Max stared at her fiercely. Animal instincts were more dominant than her human instincts.

"Grandma will protect you from that thing from here. So, move quickly before it attacks us both!" her grandmother reassured Gwen.

Max in wolf form looked at Gwen and Samantha in turn. The girl was taken aback by Max's cold, unfriendly stare. She began to move slowly, but hesitantly.

Her heart beat even faster when Max's foot moved forward.

Bang!

An explosion boomed in the middle of the silent night.

"Hey! Disgusting creature, I warned you not to come near my granddaughter. Or this bullet will go through your head!" Samantha shouted again. This time the bullet went through the wall of the corral.

Max wasn't afraid of Samantha's threats. He continued to approach the girl, growling. "Damn, that old witch is messing with my sense of smell. She's making me unable to enjoy smelling this girl's body odor!" Max thought to his human instincts. But to his wolf instincts Gwen was a meal to be devoured immediately, the smell of Gwen's body made his wolf instincts even more ferocious.

"But why does this smell make my body hot?" he thought again.

Gwen slowly calmed down, even though she was facing a great threat.

"Damn, wolf! She's not afraid of my threats," Samantha said, beginning to worry about her granddaughter's increasingly desperate situation. Then she pointed the gun at Max's head. Her finger slowly began to pull the trigger. "Then you must die, you disgusting creature!" she muttered.

Bang.

The bullet whizzed past. Max's wolf instincts kicked in. The young man moved, but a little too late.

Bang.

The bullet had already hit another part of his body. Max's upper arm was the target, and blood spurted from the wound.

"Graaao!" Max growled loudly. A sharp look shot to the grandmother of a grandchild. He walked up to the old woman and was about to avenge his actions, but Max decided against it. She stopped as Samantha pulled the trigger of her gun, preparing to shoot Max again.

"You want to feel another one of my bullets, you ugly creature?" Samantha asked. The old woman was starting to get scared, but she didn't show it.

Max stopped his steps, turned around, and walked out of the small window of Samantha's farmhouse. "Hey... don't go!" the old woman called after him. "You coward! Don't come to my farmhouse again!" Samantha shouted again, angry.

Gwen scrambled to her seat. She was so scared and shocked to see the wolf. "It's finally gone!" the girl sighed in relief.

"Are you all right, Gwen?" asked Samantha.

"I'm fine, Gran!"

"Great, let's get out of here!" said Samantha, who had given up on her livestock being eaten by Max.

"But Grandma, what about the livestock?" asked Gwen.

"Leave them alone, they're already dead from that damn wolf. Next time I'll kill that hairy half-man!" said Samantha, looking angry and vengeful. Her fingers gripped the shaft of the gun tightly. She walked out with a feeling of resentment.

Meanwhile, in the small forest in the village where Gwen lived.

Max continued to walk in the middle of the foggy little forest. Staggering, weak, and staggering. The blood that kept coming out made him weak.

The feathers on his body began to disappear. The moon was a full circle, covered by black clouds. His body was half naked, "Damn, I should have killed that woman!" he muttered. His eyesight faded, then,

Thump.

His body fell unconscious.

"Hey... look what I found here, werewolf!" someone said to his two companions. He stood with a merciless stare at Max. "The master must be pleased with what we have here!" he called back. His two friends nodded with smiles.

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