09-07-2018, 11:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-07-2018, 11:52 PM by NUI HARIME.)
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//tw for blood and nui being a very very bad girl. tldr; nui eats herself into oblivion, bloats up and is unable to retain her current form any longer.
snowbound sung with victory and mirth at their freedom. the pitt were chased out; the tyrants within their home no longer.
as day turned to sundown, and the cerulean skies shifted with the orange burn of the sun’s dying light, nui slipped from camp.
coming darkness kissed the strand of woods bordering on the edge of snowbound’s territory, the night sky making way for it’s glorious arrival. while the others were busy preparing for sleep and still celebrating with family and friends, nui was celebrating in her own special way.
the frigid embrace of snowbound cradled her lean form. within the darkness of the woods far away from camp, she inspected a limp and cold corpse. long ago chilled by the gelid wind’s fingers. the frigidness would ensure that the body was nicely preserved. lucky for her.
it was a pittian. small and ugly. killed in the battle hours prior; some ecstatic snowbounder had gone too far in their endeavors. fighting for vengeance rather than freedom, and thus smote the wretched thing, securing a kill.
but a frown laced the feline’s dainty face, tongue clucking against the roof of a pink mouth with utter disappointment at the callous display at such a waste of meat. how dare they leave such a plump body to the winds to rot? she ought to show them true manners. nui would rather find the offending snowbounder and shovel the cold corpse down their throat herself; teach them to finish food before abandoning it. she had been starving during the battle and the monstrous girl was ravenous; muscles rippling underneath taut, well groomed fur in apprehension and all consuming hunger. her stomach was like a pit; never satisfied, and to see such an ideal pick… saliva dribbled from her maws unabated. gaze feral and twinkling with downright with the kind of look that big cats would direct towards cornered prey, nui decided what her first pick of the body would be.
the grandiose fantasies of thoroughly suffocating a poor, nameless animal with a chilled body halted. she'd rather help herself to the flesh first.
‘show em how it's done, nui.’
‘don't mind if i do.’
---
‘how many licks… how many bites would it take to get to the center of the chest? the heart? twenty, apparently.
hah! it's just like a lollipop! delicious and takes no small amount of effort to reach the good part.’
red juice and stringy meat hung from her jaws in ribbons as nui emerged from the forest, pausing to clean herself thoroughly. stick crimson was quickly washed with smooth licks and wet paws cloyed with snow. a lady always did her best to look presentable, no matter how dirty the task had been prior--especially if disposing of bodies.
the sky was well into night by the time she made her way home. the heavens were twinkling and the air was sharp and crisp, and she took the time to reminisce with satisfaction about how easily the corpse's eyes and heart had squelched between her teeth.
nui, full like a tick, was halfway across camp into her cabin when her stomach roiled. then her skin shifted.
and she bloated.
her flesh seemed to expand as the glowing fibers that made up her very blood and bones writhed terribly, and for a split second, her limbs seemed to be coming apart at the seams.
she was stinging. itchy. hot all over. nui was devoid of all sensation in that moment; lost in the feeling of her limbs untangling and reknitting it’s stitches, and a singular optic transfixed onto her rapidly transforming body. curious of her own undoing. her parasitic tendencies, aching for blood after so long and being indulged viciously in it’s craving, could no longer hold itself upright.
this was the result.
The gal’s body tingled, and she could see the bright red glow of ribbons and muscles as her mass strained with the sudden onslaught of her mass and bones shrinking. tendons and ligaments popping back into place. inner stitching done once more, and still aching beneath the skin, she was vulnerable. compact. the predator had turned prey.
and now, she was undeniably soft.
two elongated ears twitched forward, red against the sharp cold of the air. this new body was unused to cold climate of snowbound, and blood now flushed to her bunny ears.
she took a step forward, and then flopped uselessly onto her side. shapeshifting had never felt like this before. Within moments of transforming, she was fully able to utilize the capabilities of the foreign animal she had taken the shape of, and ready to utilize it to her will.
but adrenaline spike through her veins. and though she could feel no pain, her limbs were wobbly like a newborn foal.
“something’s happened to me,” nui wailed, kicking all four feet uselessly at the air. flexing her limbs. testing this newfound vessel. “and i need… i need a mirror.” out of breath, too. what a peculiar day.
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SNOWBOUND
FEMALE
POLARHEART
FEMALE
POLARHEART
[div style="width: 360px; font-family: verdana; color: #fcb3b5; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]LA VI EST DROLE!
//tw for blood and nui being a very very bad girl. tldr; nui eats herself into oblivion, bloats up and is unable to retain her current form any longer.
snowbound sung with victory and mirth at their freedom. the pitt were chased out; the tyrants within their home no longer.
as day turned to sundown, and the cerulean skies shifted with the orange burn of the sun’s dying light, nui slipped from camp.
coming darkness kissed the strand of woods bordering on the edge of snowbound’s territory, the night sky making way for it’s glorious arrival. while the others were busy preparing for sleep and still celebrating with family and friends, nui was celebrating in her own special way.
the frigid embrace of snowbound cradled her lean form. within the darkness of the woods far away from camp, she inspected a limp and cold corpse. long ago chilled by the gelid wind’s fingers. the frigidness would ensure that the body was nicely preserved. lucky for her.
it was a pittian. small and ugly. killed in the battle hours prior; some ecstatic snowbounder had gone too far in their endeavors. fighting for vengeance rather than freedom, and thus smote the wretched thing, securing a kill.
but a frown laced the feline’s dainty face, tongue clucking against the roof of a pink mouth with utter disappointment at the callous display at such a waste of meat. how dare they leave such a plump body to the winds to rot? she ought to show them true manners. nui would rather find the offending snowbounder and shovel the cold corpse down their throat herself; teach them to finish food before abandoning it. she had been starving during the battle and the monstrous girl was ravenous; muscles rippling underneath taut, well groomed fur in apprehension and all consuming hunger. her stomach was like a pit; never satisfied, and to see such an ideal pick… saliva dribbled from her maws unabated. gaze feral and twinkling with downright with the kind of look that big cats would direct towards cornered prey, nui decided what her first pick of the body would be.
the grandiose fantasies of thoroughly suffocating a poor, nameless animal with a chilled body halted. she'd rather help herself to the flesh first.
‘show em how it's done, nui.’
‘don't mind if i do.’
---
‘how many licks… how many bites would it take to get to the center of the chest? the heart? twenty, apparently.
hah! it's just like a lollipop! delicious and takes no small amount of effort to reach the good part.’
red juice and stringy meat hung from her jaws in ribbons as nui emerged from the forest, pausing to clean herself thoroughly. stick crimson was quickly washed with smooth licks and wet paws cloyed with snow. a lady always did her best to look presentable, no matter how dirty the task had been prior--especially if disposing of bodies.
the sky was well into night by the time she made her way home. the heavens were twinkling and the air was sharp and crisp, and she took the time to reminisce with satisfaction about how easily the corpse's eyes and heart had squelched between her teeth.
nui, full like a tick, was halfway across camp into her cabin when her stomach roiled. then her skin shifted.
and she bloated.
her flesh seemed to expand as the glowing fibers that made up her very blood and bones writhed terribly, and for a split second, her limbs seemed to be coming apart at the seams.
she was stinging. itchy. hot all over. nui was devoid of all sensation in that moment; lost in the feeling of her limbs untangling and reknitting it’s stitches, and a singular optic transfixed onto her rapidly transforming body. curious of her own undoing. her parasitic tendencies, aching for blood after so long and being indulged viciously in it’s craving, could no longer hold itself upright.
this was the result.
The gal’s body tingled, and she could see the bright red glow of ribbons and muscles as her mass strained with the sudden onslaught of her mass and bones shrinking. tendons and ligaments popping back into place. inner stitching done once more, and still aching beneath the skin, she was vulnerable. compact. the predator had turned prey.
and now, she was undeniably soft.
two elongated ears twitched forward, red against the sharp cold of the air. this new body was unused to cold climate of snowbound, and blood now flushed to her bunny ears.
she took a step forward, and then flopped uselessly onto her side. shapeshifting had never felt like this before. Within moments of transforming, she was fully able to utilize the capabilities of the foreign animal she had taken the shape of, and ready to utilize it to her will.
but adrenaline spike through her veins. and though she could feel no pain, her limbs were wobbly like a newborn foal.
“something’s happened to me,” nui wailed, kicking all four feet uselessly at the air. flexing her limbs. testing this newfound vessel. “and i need… i need a mirror.” out of breath, too. what a peculiar day.
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