-strange temptation-

-him-

I woke up unsure if it was morning or dawn, but I was laying outside completely dazed in the middle of a wide meadow. My body was the one of a sixteen years old, and I had no memory of these sixteen years before. I had no head damage whatsoever. Just like if I was born this age. My body was weak, full of injuries and wounds. Fresh wounds. I had no memory of this place, or my name, or parents. I had no idea who I was or who I was supposed to be. My clothes were ripped and dusty, they looked old. I was apparently a male, quite slim but slightly muscular too. My senses were increased to a superhuman level. I could see every single drop of water on the leaves made by the morning dew. I figured it was early morning. I could see the stars through the thick clouds. I could hear the chatting from the city that was miles away. Every. Single. Conversation. Each time my hands would brush the dirt I could feel the grass slowly growing. It was a slight feeling of movement between my fingers, but it was still there. The taste of the blood inside my mouth was way too intense. It tasted like strong metal melting on my tongue with a slight taste of salt. The smell of the wet soil and the flowers surrounding the area was overwhelming, so much that it made me slightly dizzy. I had no memory of such vision of the world. All I remembered was being human. These feelings didn't feel human at all. In fact, my body felt completely different from what a human body used to be for me or more, what it was supposed to be. I was completely uncomfortable and overwhelmed by a strong demonic sent. It was floating all over the meadow. A dark purple breeze was brushing the floor follow my every move. What was it? what was it supposed to be? My head started spinning and an intense feeling of pain was burning my forehead. I Instantly placed my fingers on the upper part of my face, hoping to calm the pain but instead I felt two pointy bones coming out of my head. They were formed exactly like those horns in stories about monsters and demonic creatures. I was in shock, and I was so confused. In panic I brushed my whole body making sure there wasn't anything else unusual. My hands stopped around the very bottom of my back, where a soft and long rope of flesh covered with black fur, was hanging down my body. I shivered at the thought of what I could be. My panic became more powerful, bringing me to stand up and step forward. Wrong idea. My legs collapsed and I fell on the grass making the floor shake. If I was really a "monster" or whatever they'd call those horns and tail, why was I so injured? What exactly happened before I woke up? All kinds of questions were floating in my mind, but I knew I had to calm myself down before even thinking of moving forward again. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to focus on taming my fear. I opened my eyes again and the tail that felt like somebody else's was wrapped around my waist. A mixed feeling of comfort and confusion was messing with me. my body seemed very used to this kind of gentle gesture because I didn't budge an inch. The feeling of the soft fur wrapped around my body reminded me of something I had felt before. I broke down in tears. That touch, that simple brush around my hips made my heart break. Who was I? Was I dead? Was this "afterlife" like they would say? As I was crying, trying to understand whatever was going on, I heard a loud noise coming from small bushes. My possession of a highly increased smelling obviously helped identify what was moving through the dark forest that was surrounding me. another strange creature. Very different from my scent and aura. It was an animal sent, a wolf. But it wasn't a basic wolf. It smelled something I had smelled before. A human. A short figure appeared through the leaves. As soon as the little creature was in the middle of the meadow beside me, I realized that I had the size of a giant. Our differences were so obvious, actually we seemed to have simply nothing in common. His movements were as light and quiet. Mine were elegant and of an unbelievable speed. Compared too his discreet and flowery sent mine was as deadly and as imposing as hydrofluoric acid. He had large and pointy wolf ears that I wanted to touch so badly along with a huge and extremely fluffy tail that wiggled from side to side with excitement. He had long and sharp claws that made him seem more animal than any other beast and revealed obvious and threatening canines. His endless and mid tighten hair was silky smooth and colored with a shade of white that was as pure as blinding. He looked majestic just like in a dream. Even with his frightening traits he didn't have an inch of mischief across his bubbly and extremely attractive eyes. Even after seeing my strong and evil aura and our height difference, the little creature spoke with a gentle familiar tone. His voice was soft and very calming. And his expression was welcoming.

      "Hello there, big guy! you don't seem very well,  

        can I help?"

-       I-I don't know w-where I am nor w-who I am.

I struggled to speak couple of words just like if I hadn't talked in years and I gasped. My voice was deep but not the voice of a man at all. By instinct my eyes went right down where my crotch area was situated and what I thought earlier was indeed the truth. I was a male biologically that was for a fact. Why did I sound like a female? The little guy that was looking at me like if he was looking at the sky, noticed it too and smiled.

-       Your voice is pretty! Anyways, you said you were lost? I'd help you find your home, but you need treatment before, I'll be right back.

His smile became wider, and his eyes lighten up like the light at the end of a tunnel that gave this strange feeling of relief and comfort that I was so in need of. He also added that he had something that could fix our "small" difference of size and turned around to run into the forest that he had escaped from a minute ago. I couldn't help but stare at the movements of his tail. Up and down, it went and a gore, but oddly sensual images played like a film inside my head. My arms wrapped around his chest, his tail was surrounding his leg, his ears were down to represent pain, fear, sadness or maybe was it deep pleasure? My head was laid in the arch of his neck. Small drips of blood slowly dripping from where the traces of my fangs were carved inside his smooth and light coffee color skin. My mind couldn't decide weather I wanted his body on top of mine as bad as his flesh but the simple thought of blood in my mouth got me to smile for the first time since I had woken up. It was instinct. My consciousness was telling me that it was wrong and maybe even disgusting but my body was disagreeing with those thoughts.