Woof (Ticci Toby x Abused!Werewolf!Reader)

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(A/N) just assume that its your P.O.V when I don't say so, kk? Kk. Also, I realize that I never made Toby tick, up until like the last four chapters so yeah. Then again, keep in mind I started writing this when I was still inexperienced so ye. °=° Also, that's your hunting outfit. Plus whatever jacket you want and a beanie •w-
Before you start:
•(v/p) means voice pitch. (Deep, high pitched, low, medium, etc.)
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Its been about a week since the whole feelzy thing with Toby. We haven't spent a lot of time together between him going on missions and me training. Well, training isn't exactly truly what I've been doing because its more of Slenderman studying how I handle my wolf form. Let's just say the first two times I accidentally bit him. I hardly ever used my wolf form and when I did it was for hunting. Though I only had a limited amount of time before I had to go back to hiding. Its 11:28 and I'm feeling up for a hunt. I am already dressed and ready to head out and I've gotten the "O.K" from Slenderman so I'm all set.

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I reached a small town at around 11:40 or so and found a fairly small and easy to target house shortly after. Using my small size, I was able to fit through a crack in the window, entering what I presume to be the living room where I find a man that smells of alcohol asleep on the couch. The TV was still on so either the guy lives alone or someone doesn't want to disturb his sleep. As I creep closer I am slowly overwhelmed with bloodlust and hunger. My mouth slowly extends, forming a snout as my teeth elongate and become razor sharp. My nails grow into sharp claws and I slowly start to become covered with (H/C) fur. My legs start to change shape and now look more like the hind legs of a wolf rather than human legs. I take on an whole new form, now looking like your typical werewolf stereotype. It's new, considering I am used to only looking like a human or a wolf, but I like it. Grazing my tongue over my sharp teeth and grinning wickedly, I slowly approach the man on the couch. I grab his face, hard, and dig my nails into his cheeks, causing them to bleed. Snapping his eyes open, the man starts to frantically squirm under my iron like grip as I gaze upon him, starving for blood. "Hehehe, shush now, we wouldn't like to alert anyone." I say. My voice sounds gravelly and scratchy unlike my normal smooth (v/p) voice. Normally, well as normal as it is considering I have only ever killed humans once, but accordingly to how I kill other things, I usually make it quick and painless, but this time I felt like making the guy suffer. I knock him out and tie him up as I go to search the house for others. I find two other rooms, one seems to belong to a young girl, but she wasn't home. I'm guessing she's out with her friends or something. Friends, I've never really had those before. I never left the house long enough to make any. Until I met Slenderman. Now I have a few friends. The second room seemed to belong to the parents. The wife is still in the room, so I kill her first. Dragging the father out into the woods, I come across a old building with boarded up windows and only one entrance and exit. It looks to have about five floors and is in good shape, seemingly not abandoned for long, maybe about ten or eleven years. Taking the man to the top floor, I untie him and slap him across the face hard enough to wake him up. When he wakes up, he starts yelling profanities as he backs up into a wall. "Okay, look, I want to play a game. I'll give you... Four minutes to run. If you make it out, I'll let you live. If you don't... Well let's just say you become my dinner. You are on the fifth floor. There is fifty one rooms and a hallway that loops around on each floor. Only one room leads to the stairs. In a few rooms, there are weapons you can defend yourself with. There are various obstacles and several pieces of the roof has caved in, leaving you with the option to give up or look for an exit in the rooms. When I say go, run." The man looks terrified. With an evil chuckle, I stand up tall and grin. "Go." And he takes off. After two minutes, I can hear him stomping down the first set of stairs. After three minutes I start to go after him. When the last minute is up, I see him at the end of the second hall, holding a pipe and looking around. I start creeping up on him. Turning around, he sees me and takes off down the winding halls. I chase after him, slowly but still close. As he runs, he comes across another flight of stairs and runs down those, griping and falling halfway down. "Hehe, oopsie, looks like you got a cut. I can smell your blood from here." I say from the top of the stairs. This get him up and going again. He runs down more and more halls, me right on his heels. He gets almost all the way to the door, and I was starting to fear I went a little too easy, when the floor collapses beneath him, causing him to fall down to the basement. Peering down, I see him trapped under a wooden beam. "H-hey! This- this isn't fair! You said if I made it out I was free! You-you-" he says between pants and grunts as he tries to free himself. "I said what? That the floor was stable? That you wouldn't fall? Because I don't remember saying anything like that." "W-well this isn't fair! You're cheating! You lied! You knew I couldn't get out!" "Now how was I supposed to know the floor was going to collapse? Maybe you stomping so hard was what caused it to fall. Besides-" I say, jumping down and crouching next to him as I lick the blood off his cheek. "I didn't cheat at all. You fell, and I caught up. So you didn't make it out." The man starts screaming. "That won't work. You're in the middle of the woods. And now I get my dinner." I say, chuckling a bit.

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I'm splitting this into two parts. I've already passed 1130 words.