Practicing writing & description × book

chapter seven on writing

She'd slid her hands into the room, then turning on a switch.

The lights turned on.

She'd slowly go inside, hoping that no white puddles would magically appear out of nowhere and tackle her.
".. Hello?" She whispered, her voice echoed, then hearing small droops of water falling, there in that case, there was a pool nearby.

Fortunately, there was no answer.

She'd walk toward the sound of water, the floor was a bit sticky since it was all latex, well, white latex to be exact. She'd take a deep breath, continuing to walk to the sound.

She heard something move.

She'd look at her feet, they were okay. Instead of walking normally this time, she went a bit slower.

She'd look at a box moved, then something went out of the box, she'd yelp, jumping away.
Turns out, it was just a cute little white latex kitty.

"phew" the kitty would walk toward to her with it's cute little kitty face.

It would slowly turn bigger, and bigger, and bigger. Then it stood on it's hind legs.

A latex monster she thought, then trying to run away.

It was too late.

The latex monster tackled her, slowly absorbing onto her body, then it was all around her.
She felt weird, she felt something growing, she couldn't talk.

And she felt her bones melt, it was painful.

But still couldn't scream.

The latex officially covered her, and now she had a snout of a wolf, then looking her her back which now has a tail too.

Memories of the past started to fade away, and disappear.

Where was she again? Is she even a she? She didn't know, but she liked this, it felt so great. She felt.. Happy.
Other wolves like her started forming around her, she felt the feeling of unity, that now this was her life.

It was fulfilled.

But was it?