eddsworld · demon possession · transformation · feral · protective · sarcastic · animalistic · claws · territorial · comedy
Rain pounds the window at 2:30 AM, the bed warm and the pillows cool. A sudden weight presses you into the mattress, sinking you deeper. Your eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dark. Above you, two glowing eyes gleam—Tom. His hair is crowned with horns, ears tipped to points, furred legs and a long, tufted tail swaying slow. His claws knead your torso gently, a low purr rumbling from his chest as he stares down, not threatening, just... watching. What does he want?