The Beast Has A Heart?
The Beast has a Heart?
By: The Cuddling Fox
Prologue
I never thought that this would happen to me, ever. I just never pictured me in this type of situation. It all happened a few months ago. Me and a few of my buddies were going home from a movie when it happened. I still don't know exactly what happened after I blacked out. All I know is that when I woke up, I was covered in fur. I had a muzzle, a tail, the whole works. I didn't know what I should do so I ran straight to the Tower (an old castle tower) and stayed there. Some guy use to live there never got his name, but one look at me and he was off. He left all his stuff for me though, so that was nice of him I guess. Anyways, where else would I be accepted besides there? I thought I would stay in that tower alone for the rest of my life, and then I found a link to the outside world, a laptop.
Chapter 1: She likes me?
It's just another boring day in the tower I thought to myself as I walked around the abandoned tower. I got bored with looking out the one window I had, looking down on the world with my golden eyes and orange fur. I was getting anxious waiting for the hour to hit. The hour was a time of the day where all the friends that I had on the Internet chat room known, as "The Dungeon" would come online. I wasn't quite sure why they called it that, but it was the only place I could find friends, so why try anywhere else? It was about 5 minutes to 3 and I couldn't take it anymore and I began to run downstairs to get the laptop.
The laptop that I found the day that I got here seemed very low tech, even though I haven't seen a different piece of technology for a few months so what did I know? It was a big grey box looking thing, with a completely square keyboard with large buttons. I am somewhat thankful that the buttons are large so that my claws don't type more than two letters at once. The power button looks like a big ass dent at the top of the laptop, being about 10 centimeters in diameter.
I pushed down the button with one of my claws and watched as the screen came to life with the flashings colours of the Windows logo and such. It seems to take longer to start up the laptop, but it still started up rather quickly. I watched as the Internet icon came in view and I immediately clicked it waiting for the computer to respond. My heart began to pump faster and faster, from both nervousness and excitement. I can't believe I have friends anywhere let alone friends that look forward to my arrival on the Internet site.
I eagerly typed on the greatly spaced square keyboard. It may have taken a lot longer than I have anticipated but I couldn't put a time on the best site in the world. It could have taken me two seconds or five minutes, but the end outcome would still be marvelous. I watched as slowly the name of each chat room came up. Dating, general, etc, but the one I was sweating of excitement over was my friends room. It is called "The Dungeon", I never asked him why, but like it mattered.
I used "the dungeon" to talk to anyone really. It was a completely open room so anyone could go in to. Yesterday I met this girl though, I didn't know her real name, but her display was "The Tiger Of Life". I had no idea what to expect from this girl. She seems so fishy to me. Every time I went into "the dungeon" chat room from that point on, she puts me into her own private room and tells me she "wants to get to know me better."
What am I suppose to say to that? Oh yeah by the way, I'm a 7-foot tall fox creature? I could never find love anywhere, at anytime, I tried to face that facts many times. But, every time I try, it just brings me to either a very severe case of depression, or even burst into tears sometimes. I held back the tears this time but I felt a wave of cold rush through my body and I fell down to one knee. I couldn't accept it, I will probably never accept it. I decided right then and there I was going to go into the chat room and talk to "The Tiger of Life" and see what she actually thought of me.
I awaited the message of her presence online. I can't hold back any longer for her. I somehow got some emotional attachment to the girl. She is the first thing I have cared about since I got to the tower. Finally the little message box popped-up on the screen and I immediately sent a private chat message. Surprisingly she accepted my request and immediately asked me...
"Do you want to meet somewhere?"
I feel somewhat surprised, but then again she was asking me to meet with her for the past days. I wasn't sure how to answer. Of course I wanted to meet her, but would she just freak out over me being this thing? I bit the bullet, and decided to agree.
"Where?" I asked
"The old tower?"
"Sure! I live pretty close to there anyway."
"Oh really? Where do you live?"
"Oh, you know, pretty close."
"I get it, you don't trust me yet eh?"
"Well, not exactly yet. But hopefully I will."
"Trust me, you will."
This was it. The only chance I truly had to interact with anyone. I just hope she doesn't run off right when she sees me. Doesn't anyone at least want to know my story before they go screaming into the woods? I tried to get some acceptable clothes for the occasion, but all I found were a ripped pair of jeans. I had to compromise; these would have to do. I hope to the grace of god that she loves me for what I truly am, and not just run away from this "form" of mine. I sat at the door to the tower waiting for the one true person I might be able to talk to for years to arrive.
Chapter 2: She really does?
I sat there in the dark, somewhat slimy tower, still waiting for her. I thought she just did this to see if men would chase her, me, being a lab rat or something. But then again, I didn't really tell her when, I just closed the laptop right when she finished that trust me sentence. I just hoped she still wanted to do this.
I had no idea what it was, but somehow I had some attraction to her before I even saw her, even knew what she was like. I was just so happy that someone was willing to talk to me for once, instead of just running away. But when she does see me, I wouldn't be surprised if she did.
I heard a creaking sound from the door and a beautiful woman walked into the room. She didn't see me, because I was sitting in the shadows in the corner of the tower. Her figure was more than enough to satisfy even the simplest of minds and should. But, I quickly tried to exile those thoughts; I couldn't just take this as if it was something I could get all the time. But, man, her beauty seem to glow off her. She was around 6'0" tall from my point of view. She was wearing a baggy orange hoodie with a tiger's head in the center, and a ripped pair of slightly tight jeans. Her face is perfectly curved, almost like a Barbie doll. She looked so perfect, I didn't want her to do anything besides just stand there for my eyes to see, but then she yelled out:
"Hello? Anyone here?"
Her voice was even more beautiful than her body. It hypnotized my mind for a few seconds, leaving me in a place of nirvana. I can't wait till I get to know her! If she her personality was anything like her looks and voice, I think I'm in love.
"Hello?" she questioned. I'm not sure how to approach this situation. Do I walk up and say hi and watch her run away?
"Hey. Are you "The Tiger of Life"?"
"Indeed I am. Are you fox boy?"
"You could say that."
"Did you make this?" She pointed to the food on the table I made about an hour ago.
"Yes, just for you."
"None for you?"
"I already ate. Plus, my nervousness made me lose my appetite."
"No need to be nervous dear."
"Oh trust me, I have my reasons. Go ahead and eat."
She took a seat near the food and began to eat the steak I had made for her. She seemed to be enjoying herself, which made me smile. Just seeing her eat brought joy to my soul.
"So, instead of going with user-names, what's your real name?"
"Grant, and yours?"
"Heather."
"Hmm. Heather. Such a wonderful name."
"It's not as wonderful as you make it seem."
"Well, I hardly ever see anyone out here, or anywhere for that matter."
"Aww. Why's that?"
I might as well tell her now. I couldn't really hide it any longer, I couldn't just sit in this block of darkness for much longer. I took a deep breath and braced for the hit that was to come.
"Well, you see, I'm different."
"A lot of people are different, but they still get out."
"Yeah, nut I'm the bad kind of different. Here, I'll show you."
I stepped out of the shadowy prison that I kept myself in, revealing my true self for the first time to her. As I expected, she gasped at first glance. I was so sure tat she would freak out and run out of the room, but she just got closer. I was in a state of shock, just like she was, so when she reached out to touch my fur, I kind of had to question.
"How can you even look at me, let alone touch me, after this?"
"Are you kidding? Look at what you did for me. No guy I have ever gone out with made dinner for me on the first date. Most of them do something cheese ball, like a movie or something. But you, you actually did something for me, I love it!"
"I'm...just...wow. I'm surprised! I would expect people just to run at the sight of me."
"Everyone deserves a chance."
I love it! Her soul is just as beautiful as her body. As she rubbed my fur (I'm guessing to see if it was real or something) I couldn't help but want to kiss her. The urge was so great, so powerful that it just took over me. I reached toward her mouth with mine and we connected. It was so an intoxicating experience, I just didn't want to let go. She ripped the back of my neck, and we went at it. The feeling was foreign to me, just as it was to her, but I didn't care about the feeling. The expression itself made my heart dance within my rib cage. My soul seem to grow, become warmer. For once in my life I was happy, I was content with was going on around me. After what seemed like ages past, our lips finally parted.
"That was beautiful!"
"Hey, listen, I gotta get home, you want to do this tomorrow too?"
"Of course, see you tomorrow then."
"See ya." She closed the wooden door behind her.
I was so happy, so comfortable with my life now. I had her, that's all I needed. I couldn't wait for tomorrow to arrive.
Chapter 3: The rest of our lives
This routine of her coming to the tower everyday continued for the next few weeks. I really loved her, deeply, but in order for my love to be known I would have to tell her just how I felt. Hanging out with the girl would give me enough confidence I thought. But it's turning out to be a lot harder than it looks. I just don't know how to do it.
After a couple of weeks, I asked her over the laptop to come see me tonight. She agreed and right after that she signed off. I'm assuming she is on her way then. I didn't want to prepare anything I just wanted to talk.
About 30 minutes past when I heard the knock on the door of the tower. I opened the door to see my love, panting and exhausted.
"I ran as fast as I could. Phew, do you have a bed or something I could lie down on?"
"Yeah, but it's upstairs unfortunately. Here let me help you."
One of the positives about my transformation is the added strength I got from it. Before I could barely lift a bowling ball. Now I can lift a woman with ease. I picked her up and carried her up to the top of the tower. Once we reached the top of the tower, I gently sat her down on the bed, making sure that she had a comfortable spot on the bed. After I was sure she was comfortable I took my spot beside her, wrapped my arm around her, and she reached around for a kiss.
Every time we kissed, it always reminds me of the first time we did. The explosion of feelings, of romance, and of assurance. It was sort of our greeting now a days and it never dies down. She is still just as beautiful as the first day I met her, and I hope she felt the same. Eventually, our lips parted, and I then decided to finally ask all the questions I have concealed for so long.
Heather snuggled closer to my body, rubbing up against my fur for warmth. The contact between me and her felt so great, almost perfect. She tilted her head toward my chest and laid it down on it. It would have been so great if I could just lie there and embrace the feeling that she brought to me. But, I needed to get the business done.
"Umm, Heather?"
"Yeah?"
"Why do you love me?"
"What?"
"Why do you love me? Look at me! I'm a 7-foot tall fox creature! How could you love something like me?"
"You're the best person I know! It's not looks, and you know that as much as I do. It's all about what you do for me."
"What do I do? I'm a creature of myth, how do I satisfy what you are looking for?"
"You LOVE me. All the other guys, they just either don't, or never show it. But you love me, and I love you for that."
"Truly?"
"Yes! Now come here!"
She took me into a heated embrace, and warmth began to build inside myself. I love her so much; I can't possibly put it into words. The kiss we had right then and there was so powerful, so passionate; I thought fireworks were behind us. She explored my mouth curiously with her tongue, and I couldn't help but giggle at the feeling. I didn't know if it was the way she was doing it, or just because it was a first time thing for me, but it felt funny all the same. I sat there, in her embrace, staring straight into her beautiful eyes, thinking about how lucky I am to have her. Thinking about it, I am the luckiest thing on this planet! Just to have someone like her to love, it completed me.
She fell asleep on my chest that night, and I lay there, looking at her gorgeous face. I thought about how lucky I was to be loved like this. I don't know how the transformation happened, and I don't know why, but it looks like I'll do just fine.
The next morning I woke up early so I decided to make some breakfast for Heather. I never was hungry when I was around her. I don't know what it is that doesn't make me hungry, I just never was. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity she showed her beautiful face. Right away, I asked her the big question I have been waiting to ask for so long...
END