Wriggle your way out of his grasp

“No!” you suddenly exclaim as you come to your senses. In the heat of the moment, you almost willingly let this stranger take you, let this stranger violate you and rob you of your purity.

You try and struggle free from the arms he has wrapped around you.

“Please, you don’t understand. I have to have you. If you don’t let me lay with you…”

You ignore his incoherent rambling. Panic sets in as his grip grows tighter around you. Purely by instinct you raise the spear that you still hold tight. The sharp metal end of the weapon stabs as the man behind you.

You hear a groan of pain and you’re suddenly let go. You push away from the naked man, and look back, seeing a small, but noticeably cut on his cheek. The crimson of his blood quickly pools at the wound before he has a chance to cover it.

He begins to walk toward you, his eyes full of fury. His steps are heavy, his breathes growing labored. “I need you,” he says, his voice echoing like a growl.

You stumble backwards in fright. His eyes, looking almost like that of an animal, make your muscles grow numb.

The night sky grows brighter with each step he takes as the moon creeps from its cloudy cover. The moon’s rays crawl across the man’s skin making it grows dark with fur. You gasp as he rapidly transformers into a beast. You fall backwards from the shock.

A howl erupts from him as the transformation leaves him looking like a large upright wolf with slick black fur.

You grip the spear tight in your hands. Your eyes go closed, no longer able to stare at the creature. Your arm moves on its own in order to protect you, raising the spear. You fling the spear forward, blindly throwing it in the direction of the wolf.

The spear flies through the air. Your eyes are still shut, but you can hear the tip of the spear pierce flesh and the loud roar of the werewolf bellow through the forest. The spear that the imp enchanted has hits its mark.

Your eyes fly open to see the beast holding the spear as it sits embedded in his chest. His eyes are wild and his screams piercing. The creature stumbles about before letting out a deafening howl and running into the darkness of the woods.

You are left panting on the forest floor. Your newly acquired spear saved your life. Despite now being lost to the forest, it has more than served its purpose. Debasing yourself and letting your lips pleasure the imp’s foul cock ended up saving your life.

After the adrenaline subsides, you raise yourself from the forest floor. You begin to move in a direction opposite of where the werewolf went. You did not care where you were heading, as long as it was further from that beast.

You no longer know which direction is which. Fear of being lost in the forest creeps in the back of your mind. You curse yourself for ever wandering into these scourged woods. Your limbs feel tired, your stomach growls from hunger, and your eyelids feel heavy from lack of sleep.

Your mind races with thought of just giving up. You dread the idea that you will never survive out here at this rate. However, as you lament your tragic circumstance, the heavens show you mercy. You wander out a clearing of trees and bushes and suddenly find yourself on a wide dirt road.

Hope fills you and you begin to make your way down the road, hoping to come across anyone who can help. You walk for several minutes. The wind slowly picks up with every passing moment, and you’re not feeling any better for wear. Just as you turn a bend, you see large stone bridge spanning a river.

Aware of the increasing winds and your aching limbs, you head straight for the base of the bridge for cover. It doesn’t take long for you to settle in underneath the roomy underside of the stone construction. The moonlight does not reach underneath the bridge, but neither does the wind.

Settling down again, your body is quick to try and pull you back into sleep. You fight it at first, fearing what may be lurking in this wilderness, but your tiredness eventually wins you over. You stop struggling to stay awake, eventually allowing yourself to fall asleep and finish resting through the darkness of the night.