Many Monsters roam the streets of Gotham, but tonight a special one rooms, a monster that devours other monsters
his name is Michael and he is literally a monster, his human exterior hides a ravenous chimeric Beast beneath, it's twin Jaws ache to stretch and devour, the serpent that acts as his tail is cramped beneath the veils of glamor and pants that hide it from sight, his eyes shine with predator hunger, and his stomach growls to be filled with the meat of sinners
his unwitting prey sits at his desk, the back of his bald head teasing, Michael licks his lips Imagining the feel of the man's skull cracking like an egg beneath his powerful jaws, or maybe slipping down his gullet without struggle stuck in a dizzy trance, be it in pieces or whole the man's getting his stomach, that's something Michael knows as and unchangeable truth
the window slips open quietly, and Hugo barely gets out a scream before one of Michael's hands muffles him, and with the barest amount of Magic the man's vocal cords surrendered useless, his mouth is open but no sound comes out
Michael looks down on a man all of his sins open to him like a dictionary, and he knows in that moment this man is getting in him in pieces, he doesn't deserve an unknowing sleepy death, he deserve to feel every pound of Flesh he bites from him
Hugo can only look up at his attacker as his form shifts and bulges, it starts with his arms, more specifically his hands, the man- no monsters fingernails pushed from the sockets quickly replaced by sharp feline claws, the rest of the hand flesh is torn by a bulging paw ripping from beneath the skin
the monsters form continues to be revealed via this horrible transformation, from hand to arm purple fur tears into existence, soon both still humanoid arms I completely changed, before he can shake himself from his horrified Fascination to try and struggle away from his pinned position, is Fascination is taken by another thing
the creature's eyes twist and twirl with colors, he finds himself losing track of time but this Blissful unknowing state is short-lived, soon he's back to reality the creature is now standing, he tries to move but some Supernatural force keeps him pinned
the sound of ripping shoe leather takes his attention to his side, the beasts once human foot begins to change as well, much like with the fingernails the toenail is a similarly pushed from their sockets by glossy Predator claws, the skin of the foot is split open to reveal the feline hind feet, the changes continue and it's only now that strange notes that no skin is left behind by the true form ripping for, soon the Beast has feline legs, which look more and comically right than the arms, though he still stands quite well on his new appendages
before Hugo can try again after getting up, another strange thing happens, something begins to grow from the man's behind, Hugo is expecting a feline tail, but the thing that emerges is much too scaly, Hugo ghost when the serpentine had of a Periwinkle snake looks him quite hungry in the eyes
" not this one periwinkle, he's going down the chunky way", the creature above him speaks to the snake, who seems to understand the feline half of its body and slinks back sadly, Hugo almost swears the thing frowns, though he's much more focused on the words the creature said
uselessly he struggles to free himself from what sort of sorcery keeps him paralyzed to the floor, and as he does the creature continues to change, the man's shirt and torso fresh rip open to reveal furry biceps, the creature leans down to leer at Hugo, he places each of his furry paw hands on either side of his own head. And begins to rip
Hugo feels like he's going to puke, but whatever keeps him down also keeps the bile down, and he can only watch as the creature rips off its own face to reveal the feline one beneath, it's teeth which are far more than any kind of cat should have shine like perfect ivory
soon one of the pawed hands is lifting Hugo's arm up, it's mouth leans down open with hungry excitement
and then piercing pain, as a chunk is ripped out of his arm
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Hours later Michael Pats his extended belly, the only thing not picked to the bone of Hugo's was his head, he passed out after Michael finished with his other arm, and most likely his heart gave out not soon after
shame Michael thinks to himself, he did much preferred if the man lived a little bit longer, he did silently squeal so pretty
but the deed is done and with a quick Shake, his human disguise is set to rights, and he's off slipping back through the window, Hugo's head in one of his arms