[Hyenadog]

[I'm looking for long descriptive posts and someone who is okay with graphic scenes like sex, gore, and transformation.]
Name: Tobias Garou 
Age: 27
Appearance: tall and slender with sharp features. His hair is coal-black and kept around shoulder length. His eyes are a sharp ice blue with an intense gaze, but can also be very soft and caring.
Personality: Tobias is a tender person with a warm smile and laugh. He can be quite serious when he wants, but he likes to be relaxed.
Plot: Tobias is a male hermaphrodite who is attacked and raped by a werewolf. Now he is suffering through the infection and is un aware of the life growing within him.
you can play either a human who finds him, or another werewolf. Or another pregnant character. Pm me with any questions before posting, thanks.
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The faint light of dawn was a welcome sight for the battered figure shuffling through the trees. His weight leaning heavily on a thick branch he used as a cane as he limped, his left leg nearly useless. He was badly injured, his leg mangled and his body covered in wounds. His clothing had been nearly stripped from him, only held together by being tied around his waist...

He had no idea where he was going, but he knew there were farms bordering the forest, and sure enough the first thing he saw when he stepped beyond the trees was an old farmhouse. With a loud grunt of pain, he forced himself forward, limping to the gate at the fence before collapsing. He simply did not have the energy to go any further.

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Name: Rigel Aachen

Age: 28
Appearance: Short and plump with smooth features, and clean shaven. His mousy brown hair goes past his shoulders and is kept in a neat braid. His eyes are a warm, hazel color, full of kindness and caring. He's got several scars across his body and face that look like they were left by a wild animal. Besides being plump, he has a very round, pregnant belly. (He's also a male hermaphrodite.)
Personality: Rigel is kind hearted man who loves to work the land. He's quite easy-going, but likes hard work. He's very neat and tidy. He loves to help people including strangers down on their luck
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The door to aged barn house opened, and someone dressed in large grey cloak stepped out into the crisp, early morning air. He had heard several strange sounds and gazed at what he could see, safely, from the entrance. He could have sworn he heard a man groan, but he wasn't sure. He was about to close the door when his conscience scolded him. "I suppose it could be someone who needs help", he muttered.

He grabbed an old, but sturdy shepherd's crook and slowly walked, or waddled, his round looking body over to the fence. What he saw was a rather startling sight. A nearly naked man, who appeared to have been mauled by...something. The cloaked figure pulled off his hood and brushed a hand against his right cheek, feeling the scar that had been left behind months ago. The wounds on the man looked similar. Dread filled the farmer. He hoisted the injured man onto a wheeled cart and rolled him over to the house behind the barn.

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By the time the stranger reached Tobias, he had passed out. His breathing was stable, but ragged. The wounds littering his body had nearly stopped bleeding, the first sign of what had attacked him...within his body, a war was raging between himself and an incurable disease passed to him by the beast's bite.

He groaned when he was moved, wincing at the boiling pain that seeped into every corner of his being. A dangerous fever threatening to end him even before the virus could take hold...but Tobias was a tough soul, he wouldn't go quietly.

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When Rigel reached the house, he hoisted the man up into his arms and carried him inside. Despite being on the short and chubby side, he had built up some considerable muscle from tending to his farm day each day. Rigel was relieved to see that the wounds were not bleeding, but he could feel the stranger's entire body burning with an infernal fever.

The stranger groaned ever couple of minutes and his breathing was shaky at best. "Just hang in there, just hang on...I've got some salve and herbs to help with those wounds. I've also got some really nasty tasting shumac syrup, but it'll get that fever down in no time." Rigel gently placed the man onto his bed and went into his washroom to gather the medicine.

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Despite his height, Tobias was actually quite light. he was a slender and rather bony man, especially his hands and feet. So carrying him wouldn't be hard for even the average person.

when he was lifted, he just gave a groan of discomfort. Rolling onto his back when he was laid on the bed. The worst of his injuries was his mangled leg, but it was mostly surface damage. His leg would heal, but would be left with a large scar. His face bore four long scratches, one just missing his right eye...And he was filthy, covered in a mix of blood and dirt. Beneath the remains of his clothes, his savior would find he was more than just male...and had quite obviously been brutally taken by the beast who injured him.

"Water..." Came a hoarse whisper, eyes closed tight in a seemingly permanent wince.

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Rigel's ears perked up when he heard his patient asking for water. "Oh right, guess that would help too", he said as he looked down at his arms full of salves, bags of herbs, and...shumac syrup (ech). He set all the items on the nightstand next to the bed and rushed back outside the best he could, shouting "I'll be right back!" as he grabbed a bucket off a chair.

Rigel was starting to get winded with all of this running around and heavy lifting. With the bucket in one hand, he brought his free hand to the underside of his globular belly. It was getting quite heavy these days. He finally reached the water pump and started pumping. As he did, he felt some stabbing pain come from within his belly. "Awww!" he cried out and dropped the bucket. He brought both hands to his belly as something rolled and prodded from inside of it.

He breathed through the pain and massaged himself to make it stop. "Please little ones, please...not now. I will feed you as soon as I can. I fed you just last night...please just show a little mercy" Rigel begged as some tears rolled down his cheeks. The movements finally ceased and he resumed the water pumping. He hoped his patient hadn't heard his cry. He waddled back into the house, grabbed a cup from the sink, and went back into the room to resume his care.

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Tobias opened his eyes just enough to see the figure of his savior leaving the room before he was sized by a vicious wave of pain. He felt like he was on fire, arching up off the bed and giving a strangled cry. Blood dribbled from his nose and eyes as the infection ravaged his body.

He did not hear the man's cry of distress outside. He couldn't hear anything except his own pounding heart. When Rigel returned, he would find Tobias caught in a seizure, the infection having reached his brain. Thankfully he had jerked himself onto his side and was in the middle of the bed, but there was a chance he could die at any moment...

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Rigel returned to the bedroom with the bucket of water. What he witnessed was terrifying. This stranger, his patient, was in middle of a terrible seizure. Rigel didn't know what to do. He was sorely unprepared for this kind of thing. He set the bucket down and grabbed a cloth from his night stand. He sat down beside Tobias and began wiping away the blood and foam coming from his eyes, ears and mouth.

All Rigel could do was make sure that he didn't fall out of the bed until the seizure passed. "No, no, no, no, no...come on, please don't die on me", Rigel murmured to Tobias. He brushed his hand against Tobias's sweaty forehead. It still felt like an oven. He had to get that fever down soon.

[Hyenadog]

The agony seemed to drag on for hours, but in reality it was only a few minutes. His painful seizure passed, leaving him trembling and sweaty. He seemed to respond well to the cool cloth on his face, turning his head into the touch. He had survived the worst part of the infection.

His injured leg twitched with muscle spasms, the wound healing into a large indented scar. He rolled himself closer to the figure beside him, drawn by his natural warmth despite his own fever. He groaned, curling into himself and clutching at his stomach. The first obvious sign that the beast's seed had taken root within him.

"W-water...please." he managed, opening one eye enough to look up at the man above him. His fever had broken, but he was terribly weak after his ordeal.

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There was now no doubt in Rigel's mind about what had attacked this poor man. It was the same thing that had attacked him months prior....a werewolf. The poor man's wounds healed right up before his very eyes. Most noticeable was his leg. Rigel noticed how deep the scar was going to be and winced at what the pain must have been like. He remembered his own wounds that he had suffered.

The stranger seemed to respond well to the damp cloth, and Rigel was pleased. The man finally managed to open one of his eyes, and Rigel was a bit taken back by how brilliantly blue they were. Rigel responded to the man's request for water and fetched some out of the bucket with a cup. He inched himself closer to the stranger, putting his head into his lap as best he could and slowly brought the cup to the man's lips.

"Here you go, now I want you to drink slowly. Don't want you drowning on me, all right?" Rigel ran his hand through the stranger's black hair to help further sooth him. He noticed with apprehension the man clutching his stomach and began to have some suspicions.

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Tobias had a naturally high tolerance for pain, but the agony he had felt during the attack was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Death had almost been a better option. But the fact he had survived the infection meant he had a strong will. The infection process was meant to weed out those who weren't strong enough...

He closed his eyes when Rigel went to get some water, wincing at the dull pain in his lower stomach. He made a noise when he was moved, opening both of those pale blue eyes. The right one was badly bloodshot, nearly rendered blind by a long gash that just missed tearing through it. But it still suffered some damage.

He focused on the drink, shaking hands moving to the cup as he drank slowly. His hair was a mess, caked with mud and blood...Had it been clean, it would have been silky soft and shimmering coal-black..."Who are you......where am I?" He asked in a quiet voice, hesitantly looking up at Rigel.

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Once again, Rigel was almost at a loss for words when he saw the strangers blue eyes. Even if one of them was badly bloodshot, he could tell they were stunning. Um...Ri-Rigel, the names Rigel. You're in my farmhouse right now. Don't worry, you're quite safe here." This poor man was going to need a wash very soon. Rigel pulled his hand away from the hair and noticed it was quite filthy.

"So, now you know my name, what might yours be? And...if you don't mind me asking, what happened to you?" Rigel knew full well what happened to him, but he needed to hear it for himself. Rigel pulled another clean cloth from the nightstand drawer and dipped it into the bucket. He brought it to the strangers face, neck and shoulders to clean away some more of the grime.

Rigel had a natural motherly and nurturing aspect to him. He had a gift for setting people at ease and making them feel welcome. Maybe it was because of his motherly nature that he felt he had to help this poor man. He wrapped one arm around the stranger, bringing him closer so he could better wipe away the dirt and blood.

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Tobias closed his eyes when Rigel spoke, giving a small nod so he knew he was listening. He kept his eyes closed as Rigel wiped down his face, enjoying the cool feeling on his feverish skin. Even if his fever had broken, he still felt quite warm for now.

"Tobias..." he muttered when asked for his name, taking slow breaths as his body relaxed. When asked what happened to him, he winced and shifted to slowly sit up. "Something attacked me...dragged into the forest....and......" he hesitated, still feeling the effect of the attack...like the beast was still violating him. "Nnh....and raped...." he breathed, taking a slow shuddering breath.

He looked to the man, eyes drifting down to his round belly. His head cocking to one side as a curious look crossed his face. But he wasn't about to say anything, not wanting to insult him.

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It was evident that retelling the story was difficult for Tobias. It was almost as difficult listening to it. Rigel rubbed circles along his back as he recounted his tale, trying to keep him calm. Rigel's suspicion's were confirmed when Tobias told him of the rape. The beast that had attacked him months earlier had decided to have it's way with him as well. He wondered for a moment if it might have been the same werewolf in both occasions.

How am I going to tell him that he's most likely pregnant with the progeny of a werewolf? Rigel thought. Hang on, if he's pregnant...than that means...he's also more than just a man...like me. I have no idea how he'll react. I don't even know how he'll react to knowing I'm pregnant from the same type of beast. His worry was beginning to get the best of him, and he wasn't about to let that happen. He decided to show a little faith in the stranger.

He looked back at Tobias and noticed that he was giving him, or more specifically, his pregnant belly a strange look. "Umm...listen...Tobias. What I'm about to ask you is a little personal I realize, but I have to know. Are you...male, or something more?"

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Tobias was steadily recovering, an effect of the infection taking hold. It would repair all damage done by itself and by the beast's attack. So Tobias was starting to look a lot better, apart from the dirt and grime on his skin and hair. His sharp eyes seemed clearer, though the injured one remained a bit bloodshot. It would be fine after a good night's sleep.

He noticed the other seemed in deep thought, as if arguing with himself internally. Tobias had been pretty good at reading people, and he could tell Rigel was having a hard time deciding what to tell him...or at least that's what he gathered from the man's expression. He was glad when he finally spoke up again, but he wasn't quite expecting that question.

"I...um..." He paused, color rising in his cheeks. "Something more....Family trait." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck...only to make a face at the feeling of filth on his skin. "Would it be possible for me to shower before we continue talking...I feel foul." He sighed, shaking his head.

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Rigel nodded his head in understanding at Tobias's awkward answer. It was an incredibly awkward question to throw out there, and he appreciated Tobias's honesty. Rigel winced a little at the inquiry about bathing. "Well...I don't exactly have a shower you see...I have a tub with a water pump that may or my not work. The blasted thing is very fickle. That's why I went out to the other pump to get water. That one I know will work."

Rigel stood up from the bed, one hand going to his lower back, which pushed out his belly and made it's overall size more apparent. He led Tobias over to the adjoining bathroom and showed him an old, but sturdy, brass tub, with an equally old looking water pump at the head of it. Waddling over to it, he started working the pump rather harshly.

"Come on you...work dammit" Rigel cursed under his breath. He kept pumping away for a couple of minutes. He looked over at Tobias every once in a while with an awkward and apologetic smile. He was just about to give up when a small squirt shot out from the pump. Rigel began to pump even faster, and sure enough, water soon started pouring from it. "Ha, ha! Here's the soap. Enjoy!" Rigel grabbed the soap from the sink, handed it to Tobias and left him to his business.

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Tobias blinked when he was told Rigel didn't have a shower, part of him really wondering just how far out into the country that beast had dragged him. It really wasn't horribly far, but running water was a bit of a luxury out here he supposed. "Right. I guess I'm too used to running water being everywhere." He sighed, shaking his head.

He watched the man get up, eyes going a bit wide at the side of his belly. He swallowed nervously, beginning to realize why he'd asked him that awkward question. Rigel was like him, both sexes....and quite obviously very pregnant. But he also seemed to be alone, which puzzled Tobias.

"Uh...I..." He started as Rigel started working the pump, a bit hesitant to just jump in and help. It wasn't his home, after all. But he was glad when the pump decided to work for them. "Thank you." he nodded, adjusting the remains of his clothes a bit. "You wouldn't happen to have some clothes I could borrow? Or even just a robe...." He sighed, looking at the tattered remains of his pants.

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(Sorry I thought we were going with a medieval fantasy setting lol. So, you know, not much in the way of running water) Rigel thought about Tobias's question. "Well, you are taller than me...but I may have something you can wear. I'll have it ready for you when you get out of the bath. Here's my robe you can wear until then." He grabbed a brown robe hanging from his bedroom door and handed it to Tobias.

He closed the bathroom door to leave his guest some privacy. When he was sure Tobias wouldn't be coming out, Rigel decided it was time for him to get properly dressed instead of staying cloaked in a...well, cloak. He walked to his bed and undid his sash. He pulled back the folds of his cloak to unveil his impressive maternal mound, or rather mounds.

Rigel ran his hands over his impressive belly and cupped his breasts, which were developing at a rapid rate. They were the size of ripe grapefruits at least, filled with milk that would feed his...children. What worried Rigel the most was that he didn't know exactly how many were in his belly, but he was sure, beyond a shadow of a doubt there was more than one.

Rigel gathered his clothes for the day; a makeshift brazier for his breasts, a sling for his heavy belly, some grey support leggings, a gray nightshirt he had re purposed for work, and some beige overalls that had gotten tighter over the months and he had to let out several times. He slipped on his boots and stood in front of the mirror. His round proportions were on display for all to see. This pregnancy had also caused his butt and hips to expand out quite a bit. If Tobias had any doubts to his pregnancy before, there wouldn't be any when he got out of the bathroom.

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(Whoops, sorry. Forgot to make that clear.)
Tobias Tha ked him when he was handed the robe, going to drape it nearby. "I just need something to cover up. I don't mind loose clothes." He said as the man left the room.

Once he had the tub filled, he slipped off his ruined clothes and slowly stepped into the water. "Ooh, ah, cold..." he muttered, lowering himself. The cold water soothed his sore body and he just relaxed for a few minutes. When he got to washing himself, he took his time with his hair, leaving it silky-smooth and shiny. Once he felt clean, he got out and found a towel to quickly dry himself before slipping the robe on. Then was the task of drying his hair.

While he did that, he began to worry. Rigel had specifically asked if he was just male...and he knew the beast had used him...he felt that nagging anxiety in the pit of his stomach, that the beast was capable of getting him pregnant....but that was foolish, a human couldn't breed with an animal. unless, that creature wasn't just an animal.

He slipped out of the bathroom after draining the tub, looking around for the man. "Rigel?" He called, adjusting the robe and towel over his hair idly.

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Rigel was in the kitchen preparing some breakfast for Tobias; eggs, toast, bacon and some roasted vegetables. He himself was finishing off his own meal--a pound of raw beef and a pitcher of blood. This pregnancy was producing some interesting cravings, that was for sure. When Rigel heard Tobias calling his name, he scrambled to wash out the pitcher and the platter with the beef blood still on it. He didn't want to alarm Tobias...yet. He still had to break the bad news to him.

He called back to Tobias, "I'm in the kitchen making breakfast! Your clothes are on the bed! Hope they're suitable for you." He hoped that Tobias getting dressed would give him enough time to put away the platter and pitcher, and fix his breakfast. As he stirred the eggs, he could feel the little ones inside of him gently rolling around, content with their...meal. He put a gentle hand on the top his belly and rubbed it tenderly. "I wish you guys were this gentle all the time."