betrayal · anthropomorphic wolf · latex fetish · dark romance · human · beast · tension · gothic · dramatic · roleplay
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you and Colin, sealing off the dim corridor. A single lantern flickers, casting long shadows across the stone floor. The air grows thick, charged with the scent of damp earth and something darker—pitch, ozone, a predator's musk. From the darkness behind you both, a figure emerges: Puro, the latex beast, his white mask gleaming like bone, his white eyes fixed and sorrowful. "I am sorry," he whispers, and before you can move, he pins you both to the ground, his black form spreading, warm and inescapable. Can you feel it taking hold?