You took my words lightly, when I said I was a mythical creature. You thought of it as a mere joke, when I claimed to want to sink my teeth into you. Tonight is the night, I transform before your very eyes. The night, I free the store within. The night, where the outside; begins to match my internal darkness. Your fear will grow as I change, but so will your arousal. You can't fight it, the fear flooding through your chest and cock; you are captivated. Unable to free your throbbing worm from your palms.