As I stepped into the door of this night maiden so lustful
I pulled down her dress and kissed her beautiful flower with great delight.
My tongue moved and moved around her soft flesh
Until it sought its' way deep into her precious blossom

Her moaning echoed throughout the woods
Many beasts and little demons came to life at her cries
Her pleasure seemed eternal and her desire unsatisfiable
Her joyous screams echoed louder and louder

At last after a session of so much forbidden healing
Her flower released it's nectar so sweet
Infused by new hot passion
My flesh serpent sprung to life

I carried her to the bed and loved her deeply without pause
Her cries of pleasure strengthen me more and more
She gripped my back more roughly and tore my flesh
Her pretty little talons were so sweet

I roared in erotic masochistic pleasure and yearned for more pain
She burrowed her talons deeper and deeper
Until the pleasure was too great to bear

I unleashed my flesh serpents venom inside of her dark blossom
A Sirens' yell she made and the whole world seemed to slow down
This little pastime was done and the time for lunch began
Thus I transformed into my malevolent self

The mark of the wolf I bear
As the wolf I will devour this flower of night
With heavenly delight

She screamed but not in pleasure
As I sunk my teeth into her belly
The blood violently flew across the room
I was covered in warm juice of nightly love
I ended her screams and slit her throat

The night grew cold and the feast was since long over
My human form I re-assumed and weak I fell to the floor
Blood-bathed and in hunger still, I moved on into the night

To hunt...

Wow. No offence, but do you have any wine to go with that cheese?

No??

Fantasy just for the sake of fantasy. I know the feeling. It's freeing, but it's so easy to not dig any deeper. I betcha can, Frat.

Sorta like Christianity, eh Guy?

Hahahahaha well said

Yeah, if I were still in that old habit, that would totally have pwned me.

I see