A Little Hungry 5
By GhenKai, Kaiokibuto@hotmail.com
Unleashed.

*drip.... drip....*

It was empty within the 2nd floor lounge. That made sense; this was around
the time most workers were sleeping, busy, or enjoying the added
entertainment of the 1st floor main lounge. Miang sat in a comfortable
chair, staring in silence as one dark drip after another splash into the
awaiting pot of coffee that sat on its brewer.

Her mind was clouded with thoughts. Thoughts upon thoughts, all crowding
her active mind with strange and questionable ideas... Blood... her blood...
and that female.... They were... similar...

...Would I ever change like she does?

...What if I'm not like her at all?

...What would I become?

...Would I be dangerous?

I don't want to hurt anybody...

...What am I?

Those were only a few of the thoughts that roamed her confused mind. She
turned her gaze from the slowly filling coffee pot, to the stoic palm of her
hand.

'I look normal,' She thought to herself, 'But, I'm not...am I?'

It was not a new question; she's thought it to herself many a time. She
sighed wearily, as she found that her worrying was getting her nowhere.
Clearing her mind, her gaze once more settled upon the drips of the dark
black beverage as they filled the pot. Annoyance began to settle in as the
bluehaired woman fought to keep her mind clean of the plaguing ideals, and
keep her patience in her urging want for a good cup of coffee. Deciding this
was a good time however to check on the two officers during her wait, she
stood up and headed for the exit. As she touched the knob to the door, she
paused, her gaze drifting upwards to the ceiling at nothing in particular...
It took her a long moment to catch herself staring off blankly, and with a
shake of her head, she continued her way out the room. Miang wasn't sure,
but she knew reactions like that could be a possible, bad omen...

----

Soundless. Silent. Like the calm before the storm...

The monstrous, 13 foot wolf hybrid was rather quiet as she stood erect
within the room, only a low, soft rumbling that came from her in time to her
breathing rhythm since the finishing of her transformation. Menacing red
glowing eyes viewed down at her brown furred body. She twitched her
fingers, and the red gleaming claws tipped at the ends of each finger seemed
to fluctuate in length. Giving her hands a hard clench, her forearm and
upper arms swelled, a roadmap of large veins became visible on her arms
through the fur during the flex, an especially large prominent one on the
crest of her biceps that was as big as a pre-teen's own forearm. Those hands
then went to her massive mounds and cupped them from under, feeling their
firmness and weight. They were bulbous, perfectly round, and riding high
and perky atop her furry brown chest topped with golfball sized nipples that
could be seen just peeking from under her fur. She gave a good tense to the
thick muscles in her upper body, causing her behemoth chest to expand
further. Accompanied with a light crackling sound, her bust rose higher and
seemed to enlarge as well, blocking out her own face fully, save for her two
long pointy ears. The nipples also responded, swelling up to almost twice
their size in circumference, peeking through the tussle of fur on her body.
When she relaxed afterwards, her upper body had the illusion of shrinking,
such was the extraordinary power of her earlier flex.

A fangy growl of satisfaction escaped her snout, exposing a few of her long
sharp gleaming teeth, as she began to scan about the new territory for the
first time.

The wolf within was unleashed once more.

Her long, pointy ears perked up atop her head as they caught the soft sound
of sometype of blipping in the room. Her gaze found the source of the weird
squealing she was hearing, which was the small device that was once rating
her heartbeats. Reaching a hand down to the noisy machine, she lifted the
monitor, and brought it to her face, starring at it a brief moment. Quickly
she grew bored and annoyed with the small device's squelches, and closed
her large hand, crushing the monitoring device completely within it in a
sharp 'crunch'. What pieces that didn't fall to the floor through her
fingers, were squeezed into a small ovalish ball of metal and wire. With the
noise ceased, she dropped what was left of the destroyed machine to the
floor.

Sten's eyes were glued to the monitor. He was in total awe of what he saw,
and what he was seeing. All the reading, all the preparation... nothing
could truly prepare him for this moment. If there was an 8th Wonder of the
World, she was it, without argument. He watched her idly step about the
room, his eyes being drawn to the huge lush brown furred pillars otherwise
thought of as her legs. The cords of muscles in her legs rippled during her
smallest of movements. Behind her, her long tail twitched idly, long enough
for the end to lay along the cold floor, but instead, wavered a foot above.
One could lose themselves in all the fur that lined her tail, let alone her
entire body. Her immense mane of deep red hair fluttered about as she
moved her head about. Each spiky, curled lock twitched and bounced with a
mixture of stiffness and fluff to them.

An aggravated snarl escaped her curled lips. It didn't take long at all to
notice her confinement inside of the gleaming metal prison, not liking it
one bit. With obvious disdain, stalked across the room to the nearest wall,
every step rapping soundly against the floor below that gave testament to
her new weight, her claw-tipped toes digging effortlessly into the metal on
each  step. Lunging forward, she clamped her hands against the steel wall
before her, her clawed fingers making the metal screech as they drove in
deeper.

Mr. Sten watched on, but not without a little fear, despite how secure and
sturdy he knew that room was built. His fear heightened a few notches when
he heard the sound of metal squelching. Her hands forced their way further
into the steel like a spoon into Jell-O, quickly becoming forearm deep into
the strong metal. She pulled them out a moment later; scooping out a large
chunk of steel into her arms. Unrelenting, she dropped the large heavy
chunk of metal carelessly and attacked the wall once again with an echoing
growl, sinking her hands into the large dent she previously made. The
giantess were began to claw and tear deeper into the wall, with great
efficiency and unbridled savageness.

'That's not going to hold her long!' Sten quickly realized in utter shock
and frustration. Quickly he ran his fingers along the buttons of the
keyboard, opting to activate the sleep gas he set to use in the room as a 
last
resort to calm the irate beastwoman.

He wasn't fast enough.

He felt the room suddenly shake in a violent tremble. Looking back to the
monitor, he saw the humongous wolfwoman with her furry hands pressed
flat against the wall. As she slammed her open hands against the wall,
another jolt passed. He grit his teeth in surprise, his mind screaming
'Impossible!' as the very wall, ceiling, and floor showed tell-tell signs of
collateral damage. He watched in fear tainted amazement, as the enormous
werewoman's hands slammed one more time into wall, sending another
shockwave throughout the complex, but this time, she left her hands placed
against the steel prison side. When he witnessed her next feat, his heart
almost jumped into his throat as he gasped. The female creature took a step,
then another. Each step caused 2 things to happen;

One was to send more vibrating shocks through the building. The other
was to send the very wall before her screeching forward. The 7 foot thick,
40 ton solid steel wall, which was capable of taking a battering ram and
leave not so much as a tiny dent, was now being steadily pushed inward,
and it was causing all kinds of destruction throughout the complex due to
it's sturdy structure being connected so intimately to the other floors of 
the
complex around it. Step after crushing step, her clawed feet sunk nearly a
foot into metallic floor, the room's steel wall folding in deeper and deeper
as large wires within could be heard snapping, the shaking becoming worst
by the moment. Sten groaned in frustration and surprise as the computer
terminal's screen before him sparked and blew during another shockwave.

People floors above and floors below, felt the quaking tremors beneath their
feet, many having to brace themselves to avoid winding up falling on their
faces. The lights on the floor fizzled and popped as wires were snapped.

The few people, who happened to be traveling the same hallway where the
isolated room was located, froze where they were, surprised and shocked.
They balked as the thick steel wall bulged outwards toward them. Chunks of
the ceiling rained down from above due to the impossible distorting of the
wall. Finally a split formed at the apex hump of the wall, a spilt that
began to rip open like tearing paper. The powerful thick steel wall tore
open, slowly revealing the massive, powerful frame hidden behind. Two
immense mounds were the first to precede her, seeming the squeeze, no,
FORCE themselves through the extending opening, pushing against
anything in their way with incredible crushing pressure. The head of the
creature wasn't visible to their eyesights yet, as there was a distinct
difference in the height of the roof in the hallway in comparison to the
containment room. As the hallway was estimately 10 or so feet high, the
enormous creature was taller, the ceiling of the hallway only coming to the
tops of her immense firm mounds.

They witnessed the great werewolf arch her back as she took in a fresh deep
breath, her chest expanding once more, the tops of the brown furred breasts
jutting upwards and smashing into the hallway rooftop unmercifully, chips
and pieces of concrete raining down around and in-between the large, high
perked spheres. One bulging, enormous, furry muscled leg, followed then
by the other, stepped through the opening. The footsteps continued to weigh
down heavily, even on the floor, the feet now crushing big deep footprints
into the tiles that made up the hallway. The lights in the hallway flickered
and fizzled off as more internal wires were snapped, the emergency lights,
although dimmer, brought back enough vision to see the colossal monster.

Crouching, the head of the bestial creature peered into the hallway, her
illuminating red eyes piercing into each person, mouths agape in fear. With
a throaty snarl she lunged into the hallway, landing and crouching on all
fours as she peered about. She watched the men and women who littered the
hallway scramble and scatter, all dressed either in lab or military 
clothing. A
fangy growl escaped her lips as she watched the crowd took off, giving
them a few seconds headstart before letting out a howling cry and giving
chase on all fours after the small group of scared people. The sound of
screams and gunfire rung out as the guards drew their weapons and fired
back at the quickly approaching creature, but with no avail but to only 
anger
and annoy the huge female werewolf and cause her to speed up her
approach.

The fearful group diminished in a few numbers as people dove off into open
rooms, slamming the doors shut and locking them as they heard the creature
pass by. The 5 left however, they weren't so lucky as the werewolf caught
them finally, slamming into the crowd from behind with a bellowing roar,
like a bowling ball into a lane of pins. The collection of people crashed
into the walls and one unlucky soul even smacked into the ceiling above
before falling back to the unforgiving tiled floor with a sick thwap. A
guttural growl, of possibly satisfaction, could be heard by the few that 
were
still conscious.

The predatory wolf hybrid idly padded over to downed lab worker, her
glowing crimson eyes peering over scientist's aching body. Both of her large
furred breasts rested upon lower waist and leg area, their heavy weight and
preposterous size pressing down on him almost painfully and making it all
the tougher for him to breathe.

The semi-conscious scientist groaned and struggled to gasp in much needed
air as the werewolf above him gazed upon him silently. Slowly the
scientist's blurred eyes opened to view the massive figure over him. The
sight of the long, gleaming sharp white teeth, red demonic glowing eyes,
and animal-like features which were shadowed in the darkness, caused the
poor man to mercifully pass out; the fact he could barely breathe also
playing a large factor. The great beast of a creature sniffed at the fainted
man a couple of times, a deep low rumble beginning to emanate from her
throat. Suddenly as if disappointed, the immense werewolf bounded off of
the man, scanning over the others who laid strewn about the hall, ignoring
the females completely however.

With a disgruntled growl, she took off down the hallway, taking a moment
at a time to trace the sounds and smash in the blaring alarms along the
walls as she went.

----

"What was all that about?!" Bryan yelled at his friend. The sudden rumbling
that traveled throughout the building awakened both him and Johnathan.

"...Earthquake?" John asked halfheartedly.

"But Llexam doesn't have earthquakes," Bryan answered, shaking his head.
"...But, at this moment, I'm willing to believe anything."

"Johnathan! Bryan!" Miang cried out as she burst through the door, half
panting from her run, "Are you two okay?! What's going on?!"

"What?! If you don't know, then we have a clue!' Bryan exclaimed.

"Emergency! People on the B2 floor are to stay inside of your rooms and
lock the doors! All Troops assemble to B1! All Troops assemble to B1!"
The voice of Mr. Sten reported over the loudspeakers of every room.

"Troops?!” John blurted in question. Miang's eyes became alight with
realization...

"Parra!"

The two officers were surprised they hadn't thought that before.

----

"I can't believe this..." Sten murmured in frustration. Power to about half
the complex was currently out, with only emergency power running the
lights and other severely important but low powered equipment. After
getting communications back online, he called all the troops he had to the
control room on B1; he hadn't expected he would need them. While he
thought he was ready, he was not. The raw, savage strength displayed earlier
within the containment room was astonishing. He KNEW she was
immensely strong. But he just no idea HOW immensely strong. Sten
continued to address the mixed group of men and women before him.

"I want her ALIVE. And use extreme caution; it's a tight area on that floor,
and your target is... very BIG. I suggest using the S.A. (Special Augo)
suits, but I stress NOT going head to head with her. Understand?"

"Yes sir!" The masses replied haughtily, before the seem-to-be general of
the group rallied them and they all took off to get equipped and ready. As
they disbursed, three not unfamiliar figures made their way over to the
worried scientist; Miang and the two officers, Bryan and Johnathan.

"What's happening?!" All three asked almost simultaneously, surprising
eachother.

"Everything will be under control again soon," Sten answered them as
looked off the direction the troops took off in. 'That is... I hope...'

"That doesn't exactly answer the question," Bryan mused aloud. Sten gave a
defeated grunt.

"Parra escaped, and when she did she caused damage throughout the
building. She's roaming the B2 floor currently and I've sent the troops to
sedate her before she causes anymore damage."

"So you mean she actually changed because of the full moon?" John asked,
"And then she's probably also irked to find herself trapped inside of
strange shiny room ontop of it..." He added on a whim.

Sten eyed the policeman for a couple of moments before looking in another
direction.

"I think I should give the order to evacuate the building..." The concerned
scientist prompted aloud.

"Is she actually that dangerous?" Miang questioned the scientist.

"...She tore through the steel walls of the containment room almost as easy
as someone would turn a knob on a door... there's no other place within the
complex that she wouldn't be able to get into..."

A cold feeling of disbelief washed over the three before him as each
wondered what could possibly happen next.

----

One could get lost in the sheer size of the floors alone if they didn't know
their way around.

The giantess werewolf known as Parra, continued her journey through the
hallways of the B2 floor, a mixture of boredom and annoyance settling in
more by the moment. Closed and locked doors lined the halls, most with
people cowering within. The sounding alarms were turned off, but the
emergency status was still in effect.

Despite her human physique, the enormous were continued to pad through
the hallways on all fours restlessly; possibly looking for a way out. Or
maybe she was enjoying her dominant role as she eyed the doors of the
hallway, smelling the scent of fear that emanated behind each one.

It was a small sound. A minuscule, unimportant one. And the origin of it
was around 8 doors down the hallway that she'd already passed. But she
heard it almost clearly. The very light sound of the click of a lock on a
doorknob. If anyone had seen the expression on the 13 foot werewolf's
snout, they would've sworn she was grinning through her snarl.

--

"... Is it... gone, Ron?" The female lab co-worker ask the male in a low
whisper, who'd collected just enough courage to flick the lock on the door
of the dark room. Both heard the coming and the passing of the enormous
beast, thanking the gods that she didn't get the idea to come inside of
their room.

"I heard it pass Nene..." He whispered back, with as much fear for his life
dwelling within him as the female who was peeking over the counter of the
table littered with small vials, some empty, some filled with liquids of
various colors. There was no light within the room they were trapped inside,
besides the dim light that shone through the skinny window on the door
from the hallway. It was just enough for a person to be able to roughly find
their way around.

The female, around 6 feet with blond hair and emerald hued eyes and
wearing a lab outfit, made her over to her male counterpart who sat down
near the door, possibly too full of surprise and shock to want to move
currently.

"D-did you see it? I saw it! That thing was huge! And it sounded mean
enough to rip our heads off! Or bite them off! And make of snack of us!
God I hope that thing isn't hungry..." Ron, dressed in the male version of
what his female co-worker wore, and stood about a whole 3 or so inches
below her, frowned deeper by each sentence the blond said.

"Hey! Don't jinx us!" He haughtily whispered back, wiping a light sheen of
sweat from his brow, "As if this situation wasn't worst enough, your giving
me thoughts that hadn't even crossed my mind!"

"Oh, scared, little man?" The woman teased, as both were well aware of the
size difference between them. Ron glared at her.

"Hell yes I am!" The blond snickered.

"Aren't we all...." She sighed, "...We didn't sign up for this.... Just what
the hell was that... thing..."

The male chuckled under his breath, "Something I'd never want to meet in a
da--"

The two scientists almost jumped out of their skin at a sudden popping
sound. Their fear rose to new levels as they pinpointed more errant
crackling sounds coming from inside of the wall they were resting against.
The two fearful scientists skittered away from the wall, hopping over one of
the less cluttered lab counters to hide. In dreadful realization they
understood what was happening; watching from over the counter as the wall
cracked and chipped, pieces of concrete crumbling onto the floor. The two
lab workers inhaled sharply as a powerful hand, tipped with red shining
claws burst through the cracking wall, beginning to savagely tear and rip
away the concrete surrounding it. With a loud, ear-piercing roar from the
otherside, a second hand joined the first, plunging through the wall as
well, the burly arms shredding and grinding anything around it into dust.
Dim light poured into the room as more and more of the massive beast
became visible, before the gigantic werewolf simply crashed through all that
was left of her easy obstacle, kicking large chunks of brick, dirt and 
debris
about the dark room.

Both of the scientists, cowered close together behind the large counter,
hugging each other and shaking in fear. Despite how beautiful he knew his
partner to be, and how close and tightly the two shivering scientists were
now grasping eachother, sexual thoughts were the farthest thing from their
mind; survival being the most prominent. The blond female silently heard
her male friend chanting a silent prayer, as rough, thumping footsteps could
be easily heard, crunching the tiles and cinder underfoot. The footsteps
stopped soon enough, the relaxed, but audible breathing of the hulking
creature sending chills up their spines. They didn't need to open their eyes
to know; the immense beast was now on the otherside of the counter.

The sound of a sudden, echoing grunt caused the two; even the frightened
man, to squeal out amidst his gasp, as the entire room shook from the blow
that met the counter the duo hid behind. A thick, gray marble tile made the
top of the counter, while the base was made of a strong, heavy wood, a
cabinet carved into the counter that held the various equipment that would
be used; microscopes, books, and housed the plumbing for water as well.

As the male and female scampered away in total fear, they cringed as glass,
stone, and large pieces of wood exploded everywhere, adding on to the
debris on the floor, water showered the room. The once stable and sturdy
workplace was broken in two halves by the beast's simple crushing blow.
The immense creature then strode through the split counter, her furry,
thickly muscled legs spreading the wreckage open further. On one of her
steps, she happened (or perhaps it was on purpose) to step onto the broken
pipe, a metallic squeal accompanying it as it was crushed closed, stopping
the makeshift sprinkler. In a few extra moments, the giant female werewolf
stood before the two cowering scientists, who sat, froze in terror against
the wall behind them.

They heard another rumbling growl, before they felt a strong tug on their
clothing as they were hoisted up by their white labcoats. Crimson, red
glowing eyes met their own, and the glint of long, white fangs sent chills
through their spines. Feeling it was life or death, man struck out in a
battlecry, smashing his fists against her powerful, keg-sized forearm as
hard as he could, adrenaline and desperation fueling his assault. Screaming
erratically, the female joined the attack, banging her little fists against
the forearm that held her as well. They might as well have been hitting a
steel pole for all it was worth; the female werewolf's arm didn't even 
budge.
Infact, it felt to them as if they were hitting just that, covered with a
soft warm carpet of fur. With a threatening snarl, the two scientists felt 
pain
rack their bodies as they were jolted painfully against the wall behind 
them,
as if it was her way of saying 'Stop'. Which they did immediately as that 
all
the air in their lungs had been squeezed out and their heads smacked hard
against the concrete wall behind them, leaving them disoriented for the
moment. They were delightfully surprised however that there skulls or
ribcages weren't cracked open from the force they felt.

With a deep rumbling sound within her throat, the massive beast pulled the
lady Nene close to her snout, who shivered and cringed, but held still as
best she could when she found that the were was only sniffing at her, hoping
she would somehow be judged unadvertising. She found her prayers were
answered when the female lab scientist found herself planted roughly back
against the wall, but then it became her male counterpart's turn.

The male struggled to hold in his shudders, not wanting to anger his captor
in anyway; if he could play dead right now he would. But all of his efforts
were currently focused in keeping his body still and rigid, and not soaking
his pants. He listened to the sounds of immense beast sniffing around him.

He heard a few rather distinct sniffs; the creature had found interest on
him...

Despite his occupation, the man had a religious side. He believed while
science explained many things, there were still things out there that still
existed beyond human comprehension. But when it comes to the idea of
other worldly beings; Gods, Goddesses or the like, he was always quite
skeptical about.

That however, didn't stop him from praying under his breath to his creator
that he would survive this night.

The sound of guttural growling, one that would make a tiger take pause, and
this was only a casual one for the large beast, could be easily heard as the
red glowing eyes narrowed down around the male's chest area. The helpless
woman feared the worst for her endangered co-worker, tears beginning to
form and mix with the sweat that ran down her face.

With a snarl and the sound of snapping jaws, the female turned her face
away in horror as the white fanged teeth of the powerful creature tore
through the coat. The male screamed in terror as he felt the sharp, slick
teeth of the immense werewolf met his skin. As the ravenous beast jerked
her head back, the sounds of shredding and tearing of his clothing filled 
the
room. The blond female suddenly felt herself released and dropped
unceremonially to the floor, the shock of the pain and watching the death of
her worker and friend causing her to make a shrill scream to the heavens.
The injured male was dropped to the floor as well, shaking and twitching,
holding the side that was bitten into. The hungry beast stood up straight,
or that is, a straight as she could as her head slammed into the roof 
denting
it inwards greatly and raining chunks of metal and cement down onto the
floor. She savagely chewed on what she had in her mouth, spitting out
pieces of cloth. The blond looked up as the burly, thick muscled throat of
the divulging creature bulge slightly as she swallowed. Her red tongue
lashed out and licked across her own short muzzle, which had grown larger
with the rest of herself, but almost obscenely small in comparison to the
rest of her hulking body.

"RON!!!"  Nene screamed as she crawled over to the downed man, who
seemed to be still alive, lying on the floor panting and holding the place
where the shebeast bit.

"I-.... It..." He stammered shakily.

"Be still and stay calm! You'll be fine!!" She yelled at him, gripping his
arm tightly in a state of panic.

"I-I know, I know!" He replied equally as loud, but a touch less hysterical.
Where her mind was full of worry for him, his on the otherhand was full
of... confusion. He was still alive. And to his amazement, unharmed. He
felt no pain where the enormous beast had taken a bite of him. Because, to
his shock, the only damage that had been done to him, was his clothing. His
mind clicked and whirled frantically as he tried to figure out what had
happened, and why he was being spared...

His inner coat pocket! There was a king size candy bar that rested in the
pocket. And that was exactly where the bulky creature had bitten off, taking
a mouthful of cloth along with it. He felt Nene frantically feel about the
spot that was bitten at, feeling no blood or injury like she was expecting.
The small, errant sound of crunch and a small wolfish whimper was heard,
bringing the two bewildered scientists back to the problem before them.
That 'problem' was now peering down at them, the crunch sound coming
from the shifting of large animal-like being's weight on the floor, probably
crushing some of the materials that sprayed about the room earlier, under
her feet. The furry beastly creature was bent forward slightly, gazing down
at them from her height. It took a few moments before they comprehended
what her hands, big enough to almost completely encircle their waists, were
also doing, and that was pressing and holding down the two huge brown
globes which rode it's chest. They quickly realized that the large furry
creature would not be able to see below them otherwise. Her crimson eyes
flickered in and out as the immense creature blinked her eyelids, staring at
the both them silently. Not knowing what they could possibly say, they kept
silent and motionless.

As if finally having lost interest in them, the enormous wolfwoman gave a
small, gentle growl as she removed her hand from dual spheres on her chest.
The great bobbing effect they witnessed was like one of a spring bouncing
back into place, coming back to a neutral position atop her hugely thick
chest. She began to rise back to her usual height, but growled annoyed at
how cramped this place was when her head slapped against the ceiling,
causing a small shower of debris to fall from above. The blond stifled a
chuckle. Good thing she did too, because wolfwoman spied them once more
from above, as if expecting such a reaction from them. With a questionable
grunt, the immense lycanthrope turned around, her tail flicking Ron in the
face in the process, and stalked off towards the exit she made to get in.

".... Are we... still alive...?" Ronald murmured loud enough for Nene to
hear.

"...It ...Seems... like it..." She answered, as if unsure herself.  They
were confused. Confused that they weren't a pile of guts and blood littering
the floor with the rest of the rubble lying about. Confused that one
enormous, massive, heavy beast like that, would pass over fresh meat,
namely themselves, for a simple, single... 'Hershey' bar?!

"...Maybe... it was tame..."

It was ludicrous. It made little, if any sense in his eyes.

But they were alive in the face of it all. And that's all he truly cared
about. He would have time, the rest of his life, to ponder this enigma.

----

As she exited the room, on all fours as it was the more comfortable way to
travel about this weird small place than standing upright, the taste of the
sweet candy lingered on her tongue, making her wish she had much more of
the sweet substance. In truth, however tasty that candy was, it only made
her craving for food more. She wasn't interested in the humans she saw
around this strange, twisty cavern, having more interest in finding some
other type of animal, one she was rather used to, particularly a deer. But
unlike all the humans she could easily smell everywhere, her senses gave no
clue to any such creatures existing around wherever this place was. At this
rate, she might have no choice but to make herself well acquainted with her
new home, and her new source of food....

The idea of her new cuisine didn't tempt or excite her... and she began to
regret the candy she ate earlier, as it had the same effect on her as a man
dying of thirst and being rewarded with only a single drop of water. A
rising hunger continued to pick at her, but she quelled it once more.
Somewhere within, something just didn't fully agree with this new idea of
life. But it didn't matter. It took time before that same feeling finally 
left her,
during her numerous hunts out in the wild after tasty deer under the
moonlight. But she wasn't about to let those strange thoughts cloud her
mind. When she was truly hungry, she would eat. But for now, she would let
those thoughts rest, in hopes that she would find her way out soon, and
would be able to find something of better choice to quiet her growing
hunger.

She continued her way through the dim hallways, becoming gradually
annoyed and frustrated at the long, never-ending hallways. She wanted out
of this strange, dank cavern. She would find a way out, even if she had to
make it herself.

She surprised herself that she had not come up with that idea earlier.

----

The doors to the B2 floor flung open, as one by one the guards entered the
area. It was 10 of them all together, one handful clad in what looked to be
almost future-esque, lightweight armoring, the other half in full, heavy
armor one piece suits which covered them completely, head to toe. The light
armor the foot soldiers wore was made from titanium, strongest of the
known metals, and augmented their natural strength by up to 80 times. Each
carried a large gun armed with sleeping gas. The full hardsuit types
however, were armed with large guns filled with sleep gas and other more
lethal armaments, such as a mounted mini grenade launcher perched atop
the shoulders, and a powerful machine gun mounted along one arm. Each of
their strength was raised to upwards of around 240 times, though they did
not share the speed and agility the wearers of the lightweight suits do.

The suits were firstly invented within a year ago, with construction
purposes and the like in mind. But it couldn't be denied it's other possible
uses such as this; to defend that very complex. Their orders were not to
destroy the creature and only subdue it, but if the sleeping gas didn't 
work,
they would need something to fall back on for their own defense. And
perhaps this would work to subdue it better, though chances on that were
slim in their eyes...

The lightweights led the march down the dim hallways, the infra-red vision
built into their helmets helping them to see their way through the halls. To
their excitement, it wasn't long before reached their target, which a
lightweight spotted turning a corner to meet them head on, from a long 20
yard distance...

"Fire sleep guns!" One of the suited men shouted, and on cue, a hail of
baseball sized capsules littered the hallway around their target. The
creature whined loudly in surprise as each shell exploded, letting loose 
with
a misty gas which clouded the hallway.

Ceasing fire, the soldiers raised their weapons, watching intently for any
adverse movement. It became deafly silent in the hall, the only sound being
the sound of the gas fogging the dark hallway.

The sound of a deep snarl caught their attention, as the large figure loomed
through the smoke, and she didn't look the least bit sleepy. Angered and
enraged perhaps, but far from sleepy.

Immediately, the soldiers fired off another load of sleep gas, the shells
exploding off the wall and causing cracks, and smashing into the werewolf's
body, blowing up pointblank. They had about the same effect as before,
angering the immense werewolf that much more. Raging red eyes shined
through the fog as she lunged forward on all fours, the hall vibrating from
her weight as she traveled forward at an incredible rate. Quickly the heavy
armored soldiers came to action, stepping ahead of the lightweights and
unloading a barrage of mini grenades on their charging target. As the
grenades connected with their target, small explosions rung out, staining
and damaging the walls and ceiling. Being they were in a section of the
floor that wasn't as badly affected by the earlier destruction of the
containment room, the walls were sturdy enough to take the impacts and
explosions, but still becoming stained and cracked.

Their target however, didn't even seem fazed. The red glare of two glowing
eyes led the charging werewolf through the smoke as she closed in on the
cluster of soldiers, who continued to fire at her frantically in hopes it
would somehow stop her.

"SCATTER!" One could be heard beginning to say, but it was too late as the
immense, furry figure crashed head on through the gathering as they tried to
avoid her, sending even the heavysuits flying into walls. It was fortunate
for them that the armor absorbed most of the shock however, allowing the
heavysuits, and even a couple of lightweights to recover. Pulling themselves
out of the wall, the heavysuits regrouped, circling around the enormous
werewolf who sat in a crouch, ready to react to anything.

"Tackle!!" One heavysuits yelled, and all 5 on command, suddenly lunged
towards their huge target, each slamming into the female werewolf from all
sides with enough force to send a car flying a for a whole block. Or in this
case, totally and completely crush it from five angles.

A deep snarl a moment later shook their reprieve, before the angered were
stood from her crouch to her full height, idly crashing the back of her head
through the roof above and knocking four of the heavysuits away from her.
As he was the one to attack from the front, the fifth found himself wedged
deeply between two large mammaries which clenched tightly during her
stand, causing the solider to become trapped like a slip of paper. The man
inside of the suit was quite surprise when he heard creaks emanate from his
titanium armor, as the front and back hulls of the suit were beginning to
cave in from the pressure from the two furry mounds.

"H-hey, someone help!" The captive man yelled, as the pressure became
gradually tighter, the werewolf grinning down at the heavysuited man from
where her head dented deeply into the ceiling, the rumbling snarls running
through her body, vibrating the metal and the man inside.

Dashing towards the 13 foot creature from behind, the two lightweights who
were still up and able charged, smashing their metal covered fists into the
back of the female werewolf's furry, bulging thighs with a resounding
'WHAM'. They knew the strength their suits gave them would do more
damage than using their sleeping guns any further.

But even with that strength, the legs didn't buckle, budge, or barely even
twitch.

A curious growl came from the were as she looked over her thick round
shoulder to see what 'tapped' her legs, but felt an immediate succession of
light 'pokes' on her rigid stomach, and light tugging at the captive between
her warm bust. While the lightweights were punching at her legs, one of the
heavysuits, all of who only came up to her lower waist, was peppering her
stomach with his chain gun in an attempt to wound her. Meanwhile, the
other tried with all his might to pull his partner free from his furry
prison. Shells littered the ground as they, to his disbelief, repelled off 
of her
giantess body. The overall reaction from all this was for the enormous
beast's chest to tighten in reflex, crushing the captured heavysuit that
much more, the man inside beginning to groan out painfully in reaction.

Deciding to take care of the ones before her, her clawed hand swung out,
slapping the heavysuit trying to free his partner hard enough to fly through
another wall, the man inside knocked unconscious and suffering a few
bones broken as well. Reaching down, she grasped the hand of the other
heavysuit, idly crushing the barrel of the chain gun into its metal wrist as
she raised him up from the floor. With an evil little snarl and a casual
flick of her wrist, the heavysuit found himself whipped into ceiling with a
thunderous crash, causing an oversized man shaped hole to be made. The
victim's arm was snapped out of joint by the gesture causing him to wail out
in pain, but it wasn't over. He was whipped into the floor a moment
afterwards with another resounding crash, before he was finally tossed
away through yet another wall.

The gargantuan werewolf gave a beastly gruff at her handiwork, but was
reminded of her other annoyances, which now had devised a plan; driving
their hardest blows into the back of the joint of her knees. They were
dumbfounded when even that attack plan didn't work; they weren't able to
even budge her knees, let alone buckle them.

"Just l-leave me!!" The trapped man in the heavysuit nestled between the
giantess werewolf's chest pleaded to his comrades. But it was too late as
the werewolf turned to face them, a deep growl on her lips. It was very hard
for them to swallow one heavysuit being overpowered by this mammoth
creature, let alone FIVE, along with lightweight support and equipped with
lethal weaponry to boot. It was also hard for them to believe that only her
bulbous chest had done all the damage they saw on the heavysuit before
them. The titanium armor had been squeezed inward from the back and
front, her furry and deep cleavage practically swallowing up the large
armored suit. They could hear a deep snarl rumbling with the large chest of
the female werewolf along with the sounds of clattering metal as she took a
purposely deep breath, tightening the clench her brown furred bust had on
his armor further, and crushing the man within moreso. The two
lightweights gasped audibly in staggering disbelief, stumbling backwards.
They'd swear it looked as if she was enjoying what she was doing.

Exhaling, she reached into her bountiful mounds, and pulled her captive
loose by the head of the suit, letting it dangle in her hands for a good
long second as she eyed it for the brief moment. Another quick flick of her
arm sent the last of the heavysuits flying over the two lightweight's heads
and skidding along the floor of the hallway after traveling through the air
for a good 40 feet.

Speechless, the two lightweights stared up at their humongous beastly
target, hoping she would have mercy not to treat them like she did the other
heavysuits, for as they didn't know if any of the other heavysuited men were
still alive, they surely wouldn't survive the treatment the others were put
through.

Deciding it was now or never, both men turned tail and ran. Or tried to. As
if she'd seen this coming, the neon redhaired werewolf scooped the two up
into her sharply clawed clutches, pinning them against her firm breasts.
Paralyzed with fear, the two found themselves being hoisted onto the top of
her bosom and pulled closer, her nose twitching wildly, red gleaming eyes
greeting their own. They would feel her mounds rise and fall against them,
her chest expand and deflate as they stared into her hungry glare.

Their jaws quivered inside of their helmets as her own jaw opened in a
fangly snarl; pretty sure she was going to bite their heads off right about
now.

They were pleasantly surprised and shocked when with a beastly grunt that
could've passed as a 'hmph', the immense werewolf dropped them to the
floor like useless garbage. Casually stepping over the two wide-eyed and
gawking lightweights, the enormous redhaired creature bounded off down
the hallway on all fours with an echoing howl to remember her by.

Their own fear kept them silent and still for most of that night.

--

Finally, she had a clue as to finding her way out of this dungeon. The
scents of those particular men were rather fresh and strong on this floor.
Those scents might lead her to the exit of this place, perhaps to something
edible other than themselves... or another dead end. Thinking positively, 
she
tracked the scents through the hallways, soon coming to the double doors
that lead to a set of staircases that descended and ascended into the
complex. Following the scent, the werewolf known as Parra hurtled through
the doors, knocking them off their hinges, and dashed up the flight of
stairs, her heavy steps and great weight crushing and flicking chunks of the
solid concrete stairs in her wake.

To Be Continued...

Author's Rants: Heh heh, ending chapters like this is turning into abit of a
habit. ^_^ ; Firstly, a special thx goes out to my prereaders for giving me
their C&C, and even proofreading this particular chapter for me. And a
second thx goes out to those who've sent email as well. It's much
apprieciated! Frankly, I never really thought I'd go this far with this 
wierd little story. But, seeing as how things are going, I'm glad it did. As 
usual, comments and criticism are welcome (and encouraged!)
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