Hunt For Prey
On a full moon night, a widow prowls through the Village of Hunks, her predatory instincts sharpened by the darkness. "They rascals, they think I am a fragile woman," she snarls to herself, her lips curling into a sinister smile. "Little do they know, I am a werewolf. Tonight, I hunt."
Approaching a house, she raps on the door, her delicate facade hiding her true intentions. "Please, open the door," she calls in her sweetest voice, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
But as the moments tick by, there is no answer. Frustration boils within her, and she pounds on the door once more. "Why won't they open?" she growls, her patience wearing thin.
Finally, a voice from within cuts through the silence, sharp and dismissive. "What's the problem? Just fuck off already," it barks, sending a thrill of excitement down her spine.
Licking her lips, the widow's gaze hardens as she realizes the potential feast awaiting her. "Such a manly voice," she murmurs, her hunger rising. "He'll make a delicious meal." And with that, she prepares to unleash her true nature upon the unsuspecting inhabitant of the Village of Hunks.
But as the night unfolds, their encounter becomes a battle of wills with unexpected consequences...........