Caged animals

Bellowing roars filled the prison cell while doctors backed away from the contained wendigo in the gurney at the center of the cell, struggling against its bonds while one physician increased the dosage of **** being pumped into its veins to keep it sedated. Biting down on the bridle keeping it pinned back, the massive white furred monster growled and eyed everyone around it with murderous intent. No matter how much the does was increased, albeit too weak to break free, the monster remained awake and aware.

The heavy metal doors to the cell opened with several armed guards stepping inside and followed by director Fury, the man looking over at the roaring wendigo in containment and back to the lead physician in charge. “Talk to me doctor, what’s going on here?”

“We still have no idea… We’ve doubled the dose of sedatives twice over and twice over again, right now this… THING has more **** than BLOOD coursing through its body and yet the subject continues to become more lucid over the span of hours.”

“You TOLD me this freak could be contained!”

“And we’re trying our best sir, but right now we have NO idea where this creature is getting its strength from.”

Another guttural snarl escaped the creature’s fanged lips through the bridal, glaring at Fury with blind rage and hunger as the biometric readout spiked again, causing the physicians and guards to go into a panic, the newly arrived guards aiding them as they increased the number of bindings holding the beast down. Then just as quickly, the Wendigo went limp and stopped resisting, fatigue finally setting in. Stepping away from the creature, the guards trained their weapons on it just in case. “I want that thing contained doctor, do not disappoint me!”

“Y-yes sir, we’ll see what we can do.”

Storming out of the cell and back down the hallway, Nick Fury rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and finger, frowning at the turn of events. Handling these monsters was getting way too out of hand. If it were up to him, he would have them all terminated and do the world a favour, if it were possible… “how could this day get any worse?” As soon as he had left the maximum-security wing, the director got a call from his phone. Listening in on the call from the Helicarrier, the man’s eye went wide with shock. “What? What do you MEAN there’s another one?!”

*

Moaning out loud and tossing her long flowing hair with both hands, Susan wailed, straddling a man on the bench of a men’s changing room at the gym she now frequented. Earlier she was at the weights, working out and trying to get her mind off the gnawing hunger that had been torturing her for days. It had helped, it granted her a distraction to focus on… But it also opened other appetites she was currently trying to sate. Last she remembered she was on her fiftieth rep while listening to one of the staff coaching her on. She would have ignored him egging her on if it were not for his enthusiasm… And the alluring smell he gave off. Eventually she couldn’t fight it anymore and dragged the man by the hem of his work shirt to the men’s changing room to where she was now. Pinning him down easily with her hands and raking her fingers across his chest while she squeezed her thighs around his waist. “S-so hot, yes… More, so close…” Breathing hard, she could feel his rough hands hold her waist firmly before letting those hands roam up her firm abdominal muscles to squeeze and heft at her full, round breasts. “Damn girl, slow down!” He called out, thrusting up to meet his hips with hers while she gripped his shoulders and pushed him down, increasing her tempo. She did not remember his name, couldn’t be bothered to ask while all she could think about was using him to get off. Feeling him grope at her breasts, she pulled one of his hands up to suck and lick at his fingers, grinding hard against him while she reached her limits.

She could feel it build up in her, her heart booming in her chest like a jackhammer as her breath hitched in her throat as it finally built to a crescendo… And exploded. Rearing back and crying out, Susan came hard, her eyes fluttering before she slumped forward and propped herself up with her hands on the man’s chest. Slick with sweat, Susan caught her breath, smiling as she felt the man’s hand trace up her chin and cheek. Joining her hand in his… She bit him.

“OW! Dammit woman, that’s my hand!”

Slowly regaining her bearings, she pried herself off the man as he rolled off the bench and scrambled to a sink to wash his hand wound while Susan combed her fingers through her hair and smiled in satisfaction, ignoring his frantic scrubbing to check how bad the wound was. “Dammit, you crazy bitch, you actually drew blood!”

Pulling on her gym shorts and workout top, Susan completely ignored him as she swooned and shook her hair loose, making her way out of the change room and back out into the gym floor. She felt good, REALLY good… Shame she was still hungry. “Damn I need to get a bite to eat…” She sighed, making her way through the gym to get to her bag on the floor. Crouching down and pulling out a protein drink from her bag, she downed it completely in one go, barely breathing when she pulled the empty bottle away from her lips and exhaled. “Ahhh… That’s better…”

“Damn Suzie, thirsty much?”

Looking over her shoulder, Susan smiled when she found she was not alone. Looking back at her where her two friends Tigra and She-Hulk, both wearing gym wear of their own and garnering quite a bit of attention.

“Hey you two, I didn’t know you came here to work out too Jen.”

“Work out? Please… I come here to SHOW OFF!” Jen smirked and flexed her arm with a winning smile, winking back to the building crowd before turning her attention back to Susan. Watching Suzie get up to her feet, the two women were surprised to find Susan Storm now stood almost as tall, built, and voluptuous as Miss Walters herself. Looking up at the green and pale amazon women blinking back at each other eye to eye, Greer was impressed. “Wow… What have you been doing Susan? You’re Huge!”

Hugging herself in insecurity, Susan rolled her eyes and tossed her long platinum hair to cover her face. “I KNOW, I’ve been trying to lose weight ever since I’ve been so hungry, now I weigh even more!”

“Girl, you’re built like a freight truck with the curves of a sports car… Wanna arm wrestle?” Jen smiled, eyeing her pale friend blush at the challenge as the crowd cheered, egging the two women on. Looking around her and slowly regaining her smile, Susan grinned back at Jennifer. “You know what? Sure!”