Try To Punch It In The Face

Time to go on the offensive, you think to yourself as the latex lycanthrope approaches. All this time you've been letting it strike at you, but now it's your turn to take a shot. You keep your eyes on it, watching its intense gaze, and waiting until you see the slightest bit of distraction on its part, then you let your fist fly straight at it with as much speed and **** as you can muster. You smile as your fist moves straight towards its face... and then are taken aback as it opens its mouth in an instant, leaving you with too much momentum to stop your arm from flying straight into its maw. As soon as you're up to your elbow, it clamps down hard, and you moan in pain.

You put your left hand on its rubbery chest, pushing as hard as you can to pull the right arm out, but it won't budge. You try pounding on it, but it just shrugs off your blows as though they were nothing. You look between his legs, considering going for another cheap shot, but realize how foolhardy that would be when he clamps his teeth down tighter and you feel pain spasm through your entire arm. At this point, there's the slightest bit of blood dripping from its mouth, but it has an expression that almost looks like a smile.

The werewolf starts stepping backwards, towards the multicoloured pool, dragging you along with it. The pain is so intense that you can't manage to do anything but stumble forward, taking every step with it as it reaches the edge of the pool. It steps out backwards, beginning to sink into the latex depths until finally, only its head is sticking out, your arm still in its mouth and you left lying next to the pool, moaning in pain. The head of the wolf, the last part left visible, melts into the pool, it's colour dissipating and blending with the rest... but your arm is still stuck in it. When you try to pull it out, you feel something pull just as hard in the other direction. Soon, the liquid around your arm is a light pink, and as you watch in horror this substance begins to crawl up your arm, extending tendrils that wrap their way around it as they move on towards your shoulder.