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That feeling where you’re in the middle of a rather powerful shift, and you can pretty much feel those wicked , sharp teeth you used to have filling your mouth. You can’t open your jaw as wide as you used to, but you feel you should.
I’ve just been wanting to coil and bite something all night . It’s driving me up the wall.
I often miss being like that. Despite how some would call me a monster, I was an elegant creature of high status and wicked beauty from incredibly humble beginnings .
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