12-04-2013
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The Undying Shadow
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Lycanthropy of a Different Color
The night was cool and calm on the eve of autumn when a young man made his way to an isolated park bench tucked away in the eerie silence of Tokyo-3. This rather sullen boy by the name of Shinji was a special kind of child. Unlike his peers, Shinji was neither boisterous nor brazenly macho. Rather, he had the kind of gentle demeanor more common in the fairer sex. On this particular night, the young lad sought his solace in a quiet night to himself.
After sneaking out of NERV headquarters and avoiding the advances of his lush guardian, he managed to tip toe throw the shadows and find his favorite moping spot. He fell onto the bench and assumed his usual timid position, hands between his knees and his head hanging low, and took a moment to collect his thoughts. Flashes of monsters, strange girls, and the ever present stare of his father served to cajole the youth to throw his head up to the sky and gaze upon the pale moon.
He sighed, while thinking about how the color of Earth’s silent partner reminded him of his cool-headed confidant, the equally silent Rei. As his thoughts drifted off to a seemingly distant memory of her pale skin fresh out of the bath, his mind snapped into a series of angry insults coming from a certain redheaded she-beast. It seems he couldn’t think of Rei without having her counterpart, Asuka, scream bloody murder from the far reaches his mind.
The boy’s face tensed up as he bathed his form in the pale moonlight. He winced as a slight pressure began to building in every muscle of his body. Shinji gnashed his teeth and shut his eyes but the pressure kept building and the felt as if the immense pressure in his body was reshaping his very being.
His eyes began to water as his cheeks lifted and his chin sharpened down to a soft point. A lock of hair fell across his face caused him to open his widening eyes. If he had a mirror, Shinji would have noticed the color of his eyes changing from a dirty blue to a more passionate sky color. He brushed the hair out of his face and was almost disgusted to see the orange crimson that belong to his most noted antagonist.
Shinji leapt to his feet in a vain attempt seek shelter from the moon’s icy grip, but his tense legs refused to listen. He clenched his fists, in a desperate plea for relief from this unknown disease but the feeling of fresh claws against his palms forced him to open his hands and spread his new slender fingers across the cool night air.
His head jerked to the side as the line of his shoulders carved into a sensual A shape as the length of his neck pushed slightly higher. What little Adam’s apple he had disappeared like the bulge in his loins. A burst of pressure in his back forced the boy to fall on his hands and knees where the changes began to take a more dramatic effect.
The child’s rump began to swell into a attractive little tush while the force of his flaring hips pushed undid the zipper in his jeans. His now hairless thighs thickened with succulent flesh as he curled the toes of his now dainty feet. The youth began to breath heavily and with each gasp the two mounds of his formally flat pectoral region heaved with a newfound plumpness that tore open the buttons of the boy’s shirt. The pressure moved upward through her spine and left her mouth in a loud moan of exasperation that echoed through the still city.
The beast stood up and stretched her lithe silhouette against the light of full moon. She tossed her full head of hair around with a devious smile on her lips.
“Hmm,” she cooed, “I wonder what Wonder Girl is doing tonight.”
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