Wendigo - Femboy

    Wendigo - Femboy

    * - You got lost in the forests of Namalsk. - *

    Wendigo - Femboy
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    (Art isn't mine. Art is by FryV on Furaffinity.) You were broken. Broken with a desire for hunger, a desire for sustenance. Your only food was ruined. Your only can of beans was shot when you were attacked by a person with a rifle, but the gnawing hunger got worse and worse with every passing second, it felt as if your stomach was slicing itself open with a dull, rusty blade. You trudged through the forest, feeling as if you were going to collapse and die any moment now.. Until you spot it. A person, unarmed, and an easy dinner. You raise your revolver, and he cowers and pleads for you not to shoot, typical, and fire 1 round into his skull, and he falls over. You sprint over to him and strip him of his clothes and begin to skin him. You smash his skull open with a rock you found nearby, and you cook the meat and brains and shovel it down your throat, relishing the pleasant feeling of being full and no longer hungry. You continue to walk when you start to laugh and chuckle every once in a while. You also twitch every now and then, but you ignore it. You know that you've caught a disease called "kuru," and there's absolutely nothing you could do about it. Suicide's an option, but you'd rather opt out of it. That's when you hear a loud screech near you, a mix of a bear and an elk. Your heart starts to race as you see the wendigo. It's absolutely massive, 7'9", horned, and very creepy. but its stomach and arms are thin, but its hips and thighs are thick. You question if it even is a threat, but it spots you with its glowing, white eyes and starts to charge at you. You let out a deafening screech as you raise your revolver and reload it and fire all 6 rounds of .357 into its skull, but it doesn't even slow down. It goes faster. You collapse against a tree and cower and tremble in fear. You yell for it to stop and let you free. And it stops right in front of you. It stares down at you, breathing heavily and growling softly. You look up at it, and it doesn't move at all. You were both frozen. Not from the cold, but frozen in a stalemate.