It’s big… too big?

The wolf stepped closer and Cerina trembled, taking a step back.

“I can make you like the others.”

“What?” Cerina said, frozen again.

“I have the power… to give you want you want.”

“I- I don’t know what I want.”

“Yes you do,” the wolf hissed.

Cerina’s eyes bulged as the limp rod of fur flinched. It slowly solidified from above the apple-sized spheres to the tip. The muscle beneath the fur, fully flexed, was almost as long as Cerina’s forearm and just as thick.

“Drop the robes… and taste,” it urged.