Night of the Werehorse - Preview Version
Last post for tonight, still got a few more stories to upload, but I thought I'd slip in a preview of a story that's currently a Patreon exclusive! It's a TF of myself into my werehorse character, based upon an old, unfinished animation by sttrack37dicon I've been sitting on this idea for YEARS now, and I finally got the chance to do it, I'll explain how and all in the full release.The earliest I'll be posting this up in full will be around May 7th, at which point I'll move this to the scraps section or delete it. If you want to see the full story, you can see it (as well as other stories that haven't been posted yet) by subscribing to my Patreon at the $5 tier - you'll also get access to my Discord server (If you wish, you don't have to join but the invitation's there, just be active if you do XD)
I do hope this preview gets you in the mood to enjoy the full, 7-page story (of which five pages are all TF action) :D
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Night of the Werehorse - Advanced Preview
The front door opened wide as a lone figure stepped inside, flicking the lightswitch near the door. The lights briefly flickered for a couple of seconds before turning on, the man locking the door behind him, hanging the keys on the table opposite the doorway.
"Well, that was something I could have done without this evening..." Peter muttered to himself, placing a shoulder bag down by the stairs, unpacking a few items of shopping as he made his way to the kitchen. He placed the items away in the fridge before turning his attention to the sink, walking over to it. Turning on the warm water, balancing the temperature by slightly turning on the cold tap, he ran his arm under the sink, letting the water run over a large bite mark close to his lower elbow, washing away some dried-up blood in the process.
"I mean what even made it do that?" He mused, reflecting on what had happened - he had come back from visiting a friend of his, picking up some food on the way back. He decided to take the usual shortcut to get home, bypassing some of the busier streets in return for cutting through a field that was part of an old farm. As he walked along the path, he noticed a horse curiously eying him up the whole time - it wasn't anything new to him, there usually was a horse or two roaming around, but tonight it was looking at him. He thought he'd try to be friendly to it and offer it a carrot he brought from the supermarket, but as he did so, the horse sprang forward and bit his arm, hard enough to draw blood. After an initial bout of cursing in pain, he made his way back home, not wanting to wait around in case the horse went for seconds.
"If I ever see it around there the next time I take that route, I'll have to keep my distance - or at least call someone who might be able to take care of it..." He turned the taps off - the bite mark was fairly prominent, two small rows of broad teeth marks showing up along his arm. "I hope it wasn't infected with anything, the last thing I'm gonna want to do is book in for the emergency room!"
He would have put a plaster or bandage around the wounds, but given how they had stopped bleeding for now, it was probably best to give it some air. With nothing else to do, he made his way over to the sofa, glancing at the clock, the time reading 9:28pm. "Guess I might as well see what's on the TV or find something to do!" He sat down on the couch, laying back as he carefully rubbed around his injury.
As he sat down and contemplated his thoughts - mainly what he'd do if the wound didn't show any signs of healing in the next few days, or just pushing that to the back of his mind for now and, at the very least, focus on that in the morning, the clouds in the sky above slowly parted, revealing the full moon. It was technically the first full moon of the spring, and in some areas, they always said it'd bring along great change. Of course, he never really believed that - if it were true, then surely some kind of 'great change' would have happened many years ago.
"I just hope if I have to call for help for that horse, it doesn't try anything funny with anyone else..." He thought to himself momentarily before his thoughts turned to just how warm he was feeling all of a sudden. "Whew... I don't think I remember setting the heating up this high..." He wiped a few beads of sweat from his brow, using his shirt as a makeshift fan as he tried to keep himself cool. "That's really all I'll need if the heating's going up the wall as well, I can't sleep inside of a sauna!"
He continued to fan himself, his stomach rising up and down as he took a few short breaths in an effort to help keep himself cool.
It was at that point, things took a turn for the unexpected.
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