Name: Anonymous 2010-03-01 13:00
So I came back to my girlfriend's dorm after picking up some mexican food, and on the way upstairs I stopped and heard her making out with someone else. I recognized the guy's voice as a (former) friend. At first livid, I was struck with a sly streak and called his cell (with one of those number-blocking thingymabobs). When he finally stopped and answered me, I spoke in the deepest, grittiest voice I could muster, "What are you doing with my daughter..." and hung up. I could barely contain my snickering between bites as I heard her explaining that her dad was dead. When he asked who it could be, I tossed the food down and kicked in the door.
Before they even knew what was happening, I wrenched off a huge piece of her wooden bedframe and savagely beat the unholy mother fuck out of the guy until there was little left but burst organs and splintered bone. The whole time I was laughing my ass off even as she screamed and cried. Then I tossed aside the piece of bed and grabbed what was left of my ex-best buddy and raped his surprisingly intact asshole. I thrust my cock in the bleeding, mangled corpse so hard I dragged him across the room, simultaneously fucking and mopping up the splattered mess. She finally ran the fuck out of the room, but I was not finshed yet.
Still crouched and erect, I removed myself from the tenderized guts and made a bear noise. I had shifted into my true form! I grabbed the body with my ursine maw and swallowed hard. Rejuvinated, I chased my squealing girlfriend, shouldering through the drywall and 2x4s like it was a fused stack of fudgesicles. At the end of the hallway I saw my prey stumbling and shrieking like the devil himself were after her. For once, she was right. I could not fit myself down the hallway so with several mighty swipes I toppled the dorm's ceiling and crushed entire walls of dozens of rooms. Anyone who got caught in my claws were tossed straight into my gullet. I particularly enjoyed one terrified girl kicking and screaming all the way down. The way she jumped around inside my belly was most comforting, like an internal massage, and her muffled crying was soothing to my bear ears. A shame my digestive juices melted her down in mere moments.
Anyway, by the time I had broken free of the dorm, I lost sight of my girlfriend. Swiftly I flew into a rage. I stood up on my hind legs to bellow. All nearby cars whose alarms went off I backhanded so hard they flew into the street, causing massive accidents. That's when I saw her, across the street running through the park. My eyes glowed like cinders as I went on all fours to pursue. I slammed through the car pileup like a triceratops scattering a pack of tiny raptors. I flattened park benches and snapped trees in two as I chased her. When I was almost upon her my quaking steps knocked her off her feet. I stopped and towered over her, drool spilling from my jaws and precum dripping down my titanic bear cock.
Suddenly I was interrupted by a bang and a hard slam to my side. Like I was hit with a sand bag, only hotter. Just when I thought it was goofy time, too. Snarling, I turned and saw a tank. A fucking tank, its cannon smoking. This pissed me off like no other; how dare the military interrupt my meal and vengeance? I charged, and I roared loud enough to shake the autumn leaves off the few still-standing trees. The tank fired again, hitting me in the chest. All that accomplished was burning some fur and pushing me even closer towards insane, white-hot fury. The tank tried to reverse away, but it was too late. I swung so hard the resulting smack flipped it through the air several times before landing on its back, flattening the roof of a nearby 7-11. I leapt after it, my thundering land splitting open gas tanks and starting a big fire. I stood and swiped my massive claws across the tank's belly again and again until I finally gouged open a large hole. I shoved my snout into the makeshift box of fast food and pulled out multiple dazed, horrified crewmen. I made sure to chew slowly, savoring their twitching bodies and weak cries for help before swallowing the delicious little bursting blood bags.
Before they even knew what was happening, I wrenched off a huge piece of her wooden bedframe and savagely beat the unholy mother fuck out of the guy until there was little left but burst organs and splintered bone. The whole time I was laughing my ass off even as she screamed and cried. Then I tossed aside the piece of bed and grabbed what was left of my ex-best buddy and raped his surprisingly intact asshole. I thrust my cock in the bleeding, mangled corpse so hard I dragged him across the room, simultaneously fucking and mopping up the splattered mess. She finally ran the fuck out of the room, but I was not finshed yet.
Still crouched and erect, I removed myself from the tenderized guts and made a bear noise. I had shifted into my true form! I grabbed the body with my ursine maw and swallowed hard. Rejuvinated, I chased my squealing girlfriend, shouldering through the drywall and 2x4s like it was a fused stack of fudgesicles. At the end of the hallway I saw my prey stumbling and shrieking like the devil himself were after her. For once, she was right. I could not fit myself down the hallway so with several mighty swipes I toppled the dorm's ceiling and crushed entire walls of dozens of rooms. Anyone who got caught in my claws were tossed straight into my gullet. I particularly enjoyed one terrified girl kicking and screaming all the way down. The way she jumped around inside my belly was most comforting, like an internal massage, and her muffled crying was soothing to my bear ears. A shame my digestive juices melted her down in mere moments.
Anyway, by the time I had broken free of the dorm, I lost sight of my girlfriend. Swiftly I flew into a rage. I stood up on my hind legs to bellow. All nearby cars whose alarms went off I backhanded so hard they flew into the street, causing massive accidents. That's when I saw her, across the street running through the park. My eyes glowed like cinders as I went on all fours to pursue. I slammed through the car pileup like a triceratops scattering a pack of tiny raptors. I flattened park benches and snapped trees in two as I chased her. When I was almost upon her my quaking steps knocked her off her feet. I stopped and towered over her, drool spilling from my jaws and precum dripping down my titanic bear cock.
Suddenly I was interrupted by a bang and a hard slam to my side. Like I was hit with a sand bag, only hotter. Just when I thought it was goofy time, too. Snarling, I turned and saw a tank. A fucking tank, its cannon smoking. This pissed me off like no other; how dare the military interrupt my meal and vengeance? I charged, and I roared loud enough to shake the autumn leaves off the few still-standing trees. The tank fired again, hitting me in the chest. All that accomplished was burning some fur and pushing me even closer towards insane, white-hot fury. The tank tried to reverse away, but it was too late. I swung so hard the resulting smack flipped it through the air several times before landing on its back, flattening the roof of a nearby 7-11. I leapt after it, my thundering land splitting open gas tanks and starting a big fire. I stood and swiped my massive claws across the tank's belly again and again until I finally gouged open a large hole. I shoved my snout into the makeshift box of fast food and pulled out multiple dazed, horrified crewmen. I made sure to chew slowly, savoring their twitching bodies and weak cries for help before swallowing the delicious little bursting blood bags.