Isa woke up that morning, and was in massive pain. He had a huge headache as if someone was drilling holes into his forehead, and hammering the drills at the same time. He also felt as though someone had decided to rip all his muscles in half several times over. in addition to that, he felt as though someone had ripped out almost all his teeth and was pushing new ones in. These new teeth where searing and felt like they were electrically charged. And to make matters worse, he felt as though someone had ripped out his fingernails and toenails. And finally, he felt as though someone had decided to jab a burning rod into the base of his spine. Isa was knocked out very quickly.
When Isa regained consciousness, he felt better, but he felt very odd. But on a basic instinctual level, Isa knew that this different was somehow better. When he got out of his bed, he almost fell back down. He was imbalanced, and this was a serious problem. Isa was very concerned with his body's fitness, and being imbalanced felt foreign. Because of this, Isa could tell that something was seriously wrong. He stumbled to his bathroom and thought back to the pains he'd barely remembered from earlier.
"Did they mean anything?" he asked no one.
Isa got to his bathroom after a sore and imbalanced walk and nearly fell back onto his rear in shock. before, he was by all accounts good looking. He had short black hair, an olive complexion with gold eyes. His nose was an angular, pointed nose, and he had medium lips that many women would've liked to get a taste of. He was tall, taller than most, at around two meters tall, with a well-toned, but slim body.
Now, in addition to all that, he had a pair of horns that first curled forwards, then back around the sides of the top of his head. His eyes were even more prominently golden, and the iris now had a slight blue shimmer, as if he had a choroid layer. His teeth were all sharp and serrated, almost like that of a shark. He put his head in his hands, leaned forwards a bit, and vomited a little from the shock. He noticed that his fingernails were basically claws, and leaning forwards helped with balance. He looked back to the mirror, and his face was as if it was bleached. Small tremors ran through his body, and his heart stopped for a few seconds. When he turned to back away from the mirror that was showing him a demonic version, he heard a loud and hollow thunk. Something had struck the door with amounts of force.
He whipped his head around frantically and winced in pain as his neck muscles couldn't handle the extra momentum of his head and horns. He saw nothing that could have hit the door in his line of vision. By this point, he was hyperventilating because of the fear and the unknown. He took another look into the mirror as if to confirm that this was all really happening. It was when Isa saw the tail that was slowly swishing behind him in response to his movements that he finally collapsed unconscious due to shock.
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Isa finally woke up from his terror-induced unconsciousness because of his newfound hunger. It called to him as air would to a drowning person. He got up in a daze and stumbled to his refrigerator. He searched for several minutes and found nothing that appetized him. In some sort of instinct, Isa knew he would have to leave his house to get what he so desperately needed. At this point, Isa had no cognitive capabilities left to him, and as such, failed to notice many strange things that were happening around him. His door flew open as he got near to it, and slammed closed after he had gone through; it was winter, and all the snow falling seemed to avoid him; and how even no-one seemed to see him that night as he walked nude through the streets.
Isa lived on the edge of the city, and because he wasn't aware, he didn't realize that he was in the downtown core, and it was in the latter half of the night. And as per usual, the unsavory elements of the city were more active during the night. They were the only people who saw Isa as he wandered around, dazed and confused. They didn't see Isa's extra inhuman characteristics, and they felt that he would be a good target to murder. They fell into step around fifteen meters behind him, and continued to talk as if they were there by coincidence.
In his dazed state, Isa recognized that he was in fact being followed. A dangerous smile graced the lips as the hunters because the hunted. Isa led the two gangsters into the first dark alleyway he could find. The thugs quickly followed him. When they rounded the corner, knives in hand, and feeling confident in an easy murder, they were shocked to find that their prey was nowhere to be found.
Isa dropped down behind them, and embraced one of the thugs in what looked like an intimate hug, while in reality, Isa had reached to the thug’s neck and had severed his throat, nearly relieving him of his head. The first thug was dead without knowing why. Isa let the corpse fall, and the sound of the body hitting the ground alerted the other thug that something was amiss. He turned with his knife pointed at Isa, who swayed left and right, covered in blood that was sprayed onto him by the thug he had just killed. Isa licked his hand that was covered with blood and shuddered in delight.
The other thug didn't make a move. He watched in horrified fascination as Isa cleaned his hand with his exceedingly long tongue. Isa's eyes unfocused during this euphoric tasting of his prey. Once he was done, however, his eyes refocused and he noticed the other thug right in front of him that was frozen in terror. Isa dashed forwards and seemed to flow around the knife as he stabbed his hand right through the thug's chest, emerging through the back holding the heart. The thug crumpled and was only supported by Isa's arm. The knife's clattering onto the street was the only noise that punctuated the otherwise silent night. Isa withdrew his hand from the thug's chest and watched him fall as if in slow motion.
As the thug fell, Isa remembered that he had a heart in his hand. Entranced by the vibrant red covering the muscle, Isa brought it up to his mouth and gave it a sensuous lick. When he finished, he devoured the heart while savoring it's rich flavour. Once he had finished with his heart, he fell into a feeding frenzy, and had finished both arms when a certain smell entranced him anew.
The other thug, who was once doing his best to remain as still as he could, had fallen over backwards. Isa smelled his fear, and the scent bewitched him.
"Food..." he moaned, almost sexually, even lovingly. His eyes were still glazed over, and he had the beginnings of an erection. He moaned again as the smell intensified. It was a breathy moan, one you would expect from someone who was orgasming. In the blink of an eye, Isa had flashed up to the poor thug, and looked almost as if he was kissing his neck, as to give a hickey. When Isa pulled away, however, a massive chunk from the thug's neck was missing. Isa embraced the corpse, the last light of life fading from its eyes. Isa laid it down gently, as one would lay down something massively precious. Isa licked his lips as he delicately tore the arm off of the second thug. It was gone very shortly afterwards. The only parts left after Isa was done were the tendons and the bones. Isa then ate the rest of the two bodies, leaving only bones behind.
When Isa was done with the meat, his eyes were still unfocused, and his tail moved as if it were on drugs. He lapped up all the blood off the walls and ground, not bothering with dignity. When he finished this, he had a full erection. Moving further down the alleyway he found a secluded spot where he crouched down, wrapped his tail around the base of his member, and furiously stroked his full length with both hands and tail. As he was nearing his release, he leaned back against the wall behind him, and when he came, he came explosively all over himself, some getting in his mouth. He then licked himself clean as if he were a cat.
Once he was done, he went back to the piles of bones, broke them and drank their marrow. He then walked away from the remains, and failed to notice that they burst into flames that burned for several seconds, leaving only ashes behind. He returned to his house in a similar manner, and curled up on his bed like a cat, and slept as he purred.
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Isa drifted through light sleep, and broke out of it when he sensed that someone entered the house. He jumped up and dug his claws into the ceiling and crawled down to the entry hall area of his house. Isa was still in his strange trance, and he looked at the new person in a sexually hungry way.
His cousin Luciana had walked into the house they shared, and took off her shoes in her regular manner, and walked further into their house as Isa followed her on the ceiling. She bent over to get some food from a cupboard once she reached the kitchen, and Isa dropped down from the ceiling once she did and started to reach for her waist and neck.
When Isa's hands were finally halfway to where he was reaching, he found himself suspended in the air by the tail wrapped around his neck. It squeezed him, and as he choked, he followed the tail to where it came from. His hands found no purchase as he tried to pry the tail from his neck. His eyes bulged even more than they were already doing when he saw his cousin with horns much like his coming out from her head, and arms crossed in an angry manner. He saw the claws on her hands, and her sharp teeth as she snarled at him.
Just as he was about to axfixiate, she threw him onto the cold, hard ground, where he massaged his neck and coughed. He looked back and crawled away in fear. His hopes of escaped were dashed when her tail slammed down on his back, forcing him to the ground. He screamed out of pain in a primitive way, still in his instinctive, trance like state. He continued screaming as Luciana brutalized him. She broke all his limbs at least twice, and because Isa was still in his trance, he didn't realize that he healed the breaks within minutes. Eventually he fell silent, as if something on the inside broke a little bit. He began to fight back where he could. While Luciana was breaking his leg, he reached back with his left arm and slapped her cheek, hard, drawing blood.
Luciana stopped, and touched her cheek. "Pretty good... You know what? I'll make you mine. C'mere."
She gripped Isa by the hair and threw him against a wall. The way she had thrown him made his horns go through the dry-walling and stuck his head in place. It didn't help his endeavors that Luciana had stuck his head further in magically. She gave his rear end several slaps, and he lashed out again with his arms and his tail. However, she danced away every time he did.
While Luciana was out of his range, she disrobed and massaged a slit that was above her vaginal slit. After doing this, a semi-erect penis came out, and hardened. Luciana stroked it a bit, massaging it to full erectness. She positioned herself at Isa's back door, and kissed his neck.
"Hey. Be my slave, would you?" Luciana asked as she pushed herself ever so slowly into Isa's ass. Isa roared and struggled even harder, but Luciana caught his hands and pulled them behind his back. She wrapped her tail around his, and sped up gradually. Holding on to both of Isa's arm with one hand, she reached around him and started massaging his member in time to her pounding, and kissed his neck. She pulled her hand all the way to his member's base, and bit his neck.
Isa moaned and pushed back onto Luciana, and came. For a moment he went limp, but then ripped his hands out from Luciana's grasp, and grabbed her hand that was around his penis. He kept it there, and massaged himself with his and her hands. He started pushing his body into Luciana's thrusts to force her even deeper.
Luciana was surprised by the developments. She had thought that Isa would fight 'till she was done with her show of dominance, and attack her shortly afterwards. "Oh? Alright then, let's kick it up a notch," she responded to Isa's growls. She pulled her hand away from his member and drew her claws up to his shoulder, next to her other hand. She began thrusting with all her strength into him while he jerked himself off.
Isa groaned and then came, shooting out and hitting the wall. His convulsions caused Luciana to throw her head back and force herself all the way into Isa's rear, and then came. Thick jets of semen coated his insides, causing him to orgasm again.
Luciana pulled her now-flaccid member out of Isa's rear, and went to get a wipe to clean it. She left Isa stuck in the wall, who now looked slightly stupid. When she returned, Isa had begun to clean himself, but perked up when he saw her. "Stand up," Luciana ordered him. He did.
"Come here and sit down..." She waited until he did. "I thought you were never going to awake to your heritage, but look where you are now! My experiment was a success!" She exclaimed with an excited look in her eyes. Then, disdain filled them. "You imperfect trash! Where are your wings!?" She yelled in his face as she slapped him. He took it as if she had done nothing. His eyes were still clouded, as if he wasn't all there. And in truth, he was not. He was still running on wild instinct, and lacked all rational capabilities.
Isa growled as Luciana moved to cross her arms. This caused her to stop, look at him, and look back at herself and sigh. "Go away and do your own thing. Just get out of my sight, you failure!" she screamed at him as she got up. As she left, she gave him a backhanded slap that drew blood. This shocked the animalistic Isa, who growled at her and pounced.
"You!!! Down!" Luciana yelled as she swung her tail down on Isa's shoulder and back, causing him to dig his face into their tile flooring, breaking several tiles. Seeing this, she screamed a wordless scream at him and beat him to unconsciousness with her tail. She dragged him up to his room and threw him onto his bed to get him out of the way.
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Luciana had gone out to hunt, and had locked onto her target. This target was a rather beautiful young woman in her early twenties, with light skin and fair hair, walking as if she had no cares at all. Suddenly, her expression went blank, and she went into a dark alleyway. This puzzled Luciana, who, in a moment of clarity, realized that someone was hunting her target. She jumped across the street on the rooftops, and dropped down onto the one who was hunting her. It was another female of her kind, as most males had died out due to their unnecessary nature of their species, with the females being able to reproduce with themselves. Her prey had just turned around the corner and was now visible to both women. Luciana realized this, and quickly stabbed her hand through the other woman's chest, grabbing hold of her heart as her hand passed it. Now free from whatever spell that was possessing her, the woman screamed bloody murder for a few short seconds.
Luciana cursed her lapse in judgement and threw the corpse behind her and rushed over to the terrified woman and slashed her throat. "Shut up, will you?" she whispered as the woman drew her last breaths with a look of total fear etched permanently into her eyes.
Luciana looked to her other hand that was still holding the first corpse's heart, and ate it quickly. She then picked up on the sounds of people running into the alley to see what the sound was about. She swore again at her lapse in judgement, shouldered the woman she was holding, and grabbed the unforeseen extra food she had picked up. She crouched and jumped all the way to the top of a five-floor building next to her, and leapt to a location far away. She then ate the food in solitude and peace. She looked at the muscled tail of the woman she killed first, threw it over her shoulder and leapt towards her home.
Once she entered, she went up to Isa's room, and he was still unconscious from her earlier brutality. She smacked him with the tail she had brought and when he woke up, she threw it into his face.
"Eat that. I don't want my slave starving. It would take far too long to breed another."
Luciana left the room and slammed the door as Isa dug into the tail. She went and fixed the tiles in the kitchen as Isa's slobbering over the food sounded throughout the entire house. "Am I seriously going to need to keep him unconscious to keep myself sane with this uncultured swine in my presence? He wasn't like this last week, I don't know what's wrong with him..." she mused. "Oh well, it doesn't matter in the end. He's mine."