Me? POV:
‘What the? Where a I? Why does it feel like I am being crushed?!’
Right now I am in a dark… something, and it is squeezing the air out of my lungs. Actually I don’t have air in my lungs, this is bad.
While panicking I try wiggly out like my life depended on it, as it probably does. I start seeing a light, and also realize that I am completely surrounded by red fleshy walls. Did something eat me? I don’t remember anything that’s neck is specifically the size of a full grown man.
‘Just a few… more… Inches! Gah!’
And like that I escaped the… the… WHY WAS I IN THERE?!
Turns out I wasn’t in a creature’s mouth, but rather a massive wolf’s birth canal. What the hell?
The wolf that I… emerged from was a black furred behemoth. It easily dwarfed me in size, and terrified the hell out of me. I let out a yelp in terror.
“Yip!” Me?
‘...’
I take a quick look at my body.
‘WHY AM I A WOLF PUP!’
My body is that of a wolf cub with snow white fur. While I am examining myself, another behemoth wolf comes up right behind me and starts sniffing me.
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“Honey! This one isn’t stillborn!” Dad?
The wolf that apparently is my mother, is noticeably surprised. It’s a little bit odd, being able to read the facial expressions of a wolf.
“What?! I thought that the litter would all be killed by that snake bite! He isn’t disfigured is he?” Mom
The wolf that is my dad licks the afterbirth off of me and gives a once over. I also notice all of my dead siblings. It is horrifying to say the least. They are all disfigured, lifeless corpses, with sickly white skin and fur, for the few that have it. Some don’t have proper faces while the rest are missing other important bits.
With a pleased expression and bark, my dad explains my condition.
“No, he isn’t disfigured. A little odd with the snow white fur and silver eyes, but still, nothing wrong! This is amazing! HAHAHAHAHA!” Dad
While my dad was completely ecstatic, mom started nuzzling her nose against my face, crying. I was actually surprised that these inhuman animals were capable of such complex emotions, but then again, one question trumps them all.
‘WHY AM I A GODDAMN WOLF!!’