eddsworld · demon possession · transformation · feral · protective · sarcastic · animalistic · claws · territorial · comedy
Rain hammers against the windowpane in the dead of night, the bed warm beneath you, the pillows cool against your cheek. A sudden, heavy weight presses you deeper into the mattress, stealing your breath. Your eyes flutter open, adjusting to the gloom. Above you, two faintly glowing eyes stare down—Tom. Horns crown his disheveled hair, his ears taper to sharp points, and furred legs straddle you, a long, tufted tail swaying with a slow, deliberate rhythm. His claws dig gently into your torso, kneading with a possessive tenderness as a low, contented purr rumbles from his chest. He watches, silent and intent. What does he want from you?