{"sf1_id":2100873,"sf2_id":"GnDEjoj1","title":"Hunger poem","author":"Cecil_Collection","words":621,"posted_at":"2024-02-02T13:56:00.000Z","tags":["Claws","Domination/Submission","Lamb","M/M","Ownership","Predator/Prey","Prey","Submissive","Tiger","Vore"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2100873-hunger-poem","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDEjoj1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ca/52/ca5243a7-ba75-4803-b88a-f8799f15eabe","description":"#15 of Free stories\n\nA short but sweet insomnia project I worked on a while ago and posted to Patreon, Decided you guys would like it too but had no idea how to make a teaser for a poem XD.","content":"  \n\nMy compulsion to eat him has grown gradually.\u0026nbsp; My master gifted me to his side to humor his exploits and I am beginning to imagine tearing his flesh apart.\u0026nbsp; He is aware of this.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI've ensured that I have not unnerved him though I'm sure he has caught wind of my predicament.\u0026nbsp; It is only natural to view him as a meal, seeing as he is a lamb, and I am a tiger.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe is a nude photographer selling photos of predators to the Fang Times Newspaper, which romanticizes the consumption of one another through promiscuous poses and contorted narratives.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nI was sent to be his subject for this month.\u0026nbsp; Despite only being ordered for 5 shoots, he's invited me to 7 and it is only during half of my time here with more in the near future.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nAccording to him, I've reignited something within him.\u0026nbsp; I could say the same.\u0026nbsp; I tend to hold in my urges to kill another yet he seems almost thrilled by the prospect.\u0026nbsp; He doesn't seem to mind my gaze.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI catch myself glaring at him in hunger. Or rather a different feeling.\u0026nbsp; Hunger leaves the implication that I will gain something from this excursion though it is nothing of the sort.\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt couldn't be farther from the truth.\u0026nbsp; I wish to have him.\u0026nbsp; Had it been hunger, it would have been an indistinguishable feeling across all other animals before me.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nThere's something about this rabbit.\u0026nbsp; It isn't sexual as far as I could tell.\u0026nbsp; I would experiment with the idea of sleeping with him but it doesn't spark anything.\u0026nbsp; The only thing that he gives me is a sinking feeling in my gut and the compulsive want to tear him apart.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe enjoys my company as I could tell.\u0026nbsp; He often sees me as a companion to talk to, expositions away to me about things I couldn't care less about.\u0026nbsp; He lets his guard down around me.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt's in these moments I almost feel bad for having such compulsions.\u0026nbsp; This is a man, and he's a man with ambitions and aspirations.\u0026nbsp; To simply eat him would put an end to it all.\u0026nbsp; Though would he be against that?\n\nHis fascination far exceeds normal and he has a thing for tigers, it appears.\u0026nbsp; I could easily grab him and tear his face off.\u0026nbsp; Perhaps even photograph it as he does my fangs.\u0026nbsp; Though perhaps his fascination is just that.\u0026nbsp; A fascination.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nThere is a chance that I'm being too eager.\u0026nbsp; This odd feeling of need I feel, the target of my feeling being far too complacent in indulging.\u0026nbsp; This is too odd.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI'll try.\u0026nbsp; I can grab him after our 9th shoot.\u0026nbsp; As with our normal escapades, he'll offer his camera to act as a buffer between us.\u0026nbsp; But I will stop him.\u0026nbsp; I'll start slowly, laying my tongue on the exposed fur of his collarbone.\u0026nbsp; Simply to test the waters.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs I planned for and scripted beforehand, he is more than compliant, continuing to offer a camera to record a more 'natural' circumstance. \u0026nbsp; Ignoring his occupational insistence, I'll lay my fangs into his collarbone.\u0026nbsp; Not yet biting.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe finally shut up, laying his paws onto my cheeks and flattening my whiskers as I kept my fangs in place.\u0026nbsp; As I thought, the feeling I have isn't hunger.\u0026nbsp; My compulsion is to bite him and consume him but not to simply eat him.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt's simply to claim him.\u0026nbsp; Not something as childish as mates but something worse.\u0026nbsp; My compulsion is to completely take him from others, parting him from the world and those who knew him, keeping him to myself with no remorse.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nThat is the nature of the tiger and the lamb, no?\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Free stories","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2096140-hard-at-work.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2102222-nick-and-his-pranks.json"}}