Imagine a world where extraction of sugar is impossible and candy doesn’t exist. Instead the taste that candy provides can only be achieved by eating another living, anthropomorphic creature. In this world, children are taught from a young age not to suck blood from cuts, because once you get a taste for blood, a morbid curiosity often starts to set in. Our story starts with one such soul: The abess doesn’t like me staying up late, I’ve made a bad habit of reading at this kind of hour, it’s the only fun the abess let’s us have. Usually during my candle-lit readings I would be staring out the big window of the library, fantasising about sneaking out at night and getting to see and feel the nightscape in person, rather than just experieninge it through a glass plane! I know I probably sound lame to you, but little things gets exciting once you’ve been cooped up in a cluster for so long. Though tonight I had take the risk. I have the whole thing planned out! Tell the others I’m going to the library, read just long enough ‘till that I know the abbess is going to be asleep, sneak past her room and… It’s outside, there’s a dead patient, no illness or nasty stuff, a wounded guard. The cluster wasn’t able to heal him, so he’s going to get buried soon. But not before I’ll… I slip the shoes off my footpaws so my steps won’t make any noise and try to make out enough in the darkness to navigate through. I purposefully left the front door open from earlier, so that rusty mess wouldn’t wake the abbess, then… The cold grass between my toes and the anticipation is driving the last sleepy feelings in me away. It’s just in the small house outside, my heart is beating right out of my chest. I hastily close the last few steps between me and the shack, but then… A locked door is mockingly staring right at me. I didn’t even know this door had a lock! Why? I walk around the shack and pray to whatever’s out there that there has to be someway in. I look through the dark windows and eventually notice that of of them aren’t closed properly. A fat cloud of dust greets me when I open it and the entire interior looks it’s been painted in dirt. It makes me a little nervous for my dress, how am I gonna explain the stains to the abbess? Unless I… I shakingly work my dress and headpiece off, and drop it on the grass. They probably wouldn’t notice if I got one of my under skirts dirty, but… I might as well get really comfy... I drop the last of my clothes behind me and daringly crawl through the window. I can’t believe I’m really doing this. Dust and dirt are already starting to coat my feet. Oh god, there he- I mean it is. I don’t like thinking it’s another person, I mean he’s not a person anymore right? It’s not gonna matter, it’s just like eating animals. He’s a big grey wolf, they come from the empire on the mainland past England I think. step down from the window frame and brush the worst dust off my feets A milky brown wound is staring up at me from the left side of his stomach, they- they probably would if the would got just a little bigger right? But… Maybe it would taste better if I dug out something fresh, I won’t get this opportunity very many times again… I pull down his pants, they wouldn’t see it here I’m sure. I pick out herp knife from a dusty drawer and cut a little into his inner thigh. My heart skips a beat as pale brown liquid starts spilling out on the table, quickly put my lips to his fresh wound and start… wow… it’s milky, and something else… something good, it tastes just like my cuts. But I wonder… I wonder what else he tastes like… I can probably cover up some more wounds with his clothing. I carefully crawl up on the table, it’s not as dirty as the rest of the shack and a lot more comfy than the cold stone floor. I place the knife bellow his collar and slide it down his chest. The knife not being made for wolves, it runs into a bit of resistance on the wave. When I work his upper body open it’s filled with… with so many colorful things. I sit my butt down properly on his right le- I scoot back up a little as I hit the glistening wound with my... I, I sit back down again, moving a little to get comfortable in the mushy hole I cut in his leg. God… If the abbess saw me like this she might have me executed. I dig my fingers into a yellow blob below his ribcage, I scoop out a little chunk and bite it off. It’s sour, like a lemon but sweet at the same time and with a very soft and mushy texture. I scoop out a little bite more and decide to get a little extra comfy... I begin grinding a little up the wet wound in his leg, its… It feels really good... I dig into a long, thick, green tube. I slice one end open and pull it up to taste it. It’s like apple, but without the rough texture, maybe more like apple juice? Also less sour and more more sweet and so chewy it practically begs for me to eat it. I lean down over him to extend my reach. I can feel all the splatters of organ juice on my naked tummy when I move… I crawl up a little and sit my bare butt right in sweet gooey mess I’ve made of his stomach. I open his mouth and bite down on his dark red tongue. My mouth waters so much I can barely keep myself from drooling all over us both. His tongue is like… cherry! And he’s deliciously bleeding a warm saucy cherry for me to lick up. I slurp as much as my maw can hold before getting a… naughty idea... I dip my hand in between is lips and reach my now saucy dripping little hand between my thighs and- Oh that’s really good~ I roll a little over in his yummy guts and dig my face right in there. I bite off a big chunk of whatever my teeth gets hold of and try not to spill any. Wow I just… I just wanna crawl right inside him <3 Maybe… Maybe I could, I’m not that big right? I poke holes, with my claws, in his fat juicy blue lungs flat them out a little. Then I lift up the big pile of fun colorful organ meat. It takes a little bit of work but, I do manage to slide inside his ribcage and cover the rest of me in his organs like a wet, squishy blanket. Despite being a little squished I do my bestest to rub myself a mix of my fingers and his gooey yumminess. I feel so safe in here~ I reach out my maw for a bite of his heart. with the small space it gets a bit awkward, so I reach a clawed hand out and try to cut the heart loose instead Ooooh there it is~ I close my eyes as I close my lips around the heart, and pull my comfy squishy organ blanket closer around me. Could I just spend forever like this <3 The heart tastes a lot like blood, but stronger. It’s creamy, almost nutty and buttery mixed with that something I can’t recognize… I quietly wolf it down, bite by bite. As I finish the heart, I bite down around a minty rib and start paying a little more attention to my rubbing. I go a little faster and use both hands. One for massaging myself with the sweet gushy guts and one for rubbing a real sensitive spot just above... Everything just feels so right suddenly, I’ve never been so relaxed~ I could just… I chomp down on the rip and snap it off with my maw. My fingers are rubbing as fast as I can make them, i’m getting so tingly and good down there <3 Like a dog chewing a bone, I bite down on my peppermint rip and keep my eyes shut tight. I grab a big fat something from his organ pile and shove it inside me. Thanks to the big mess I’ve been making it has no problem sliding riiight in there. I keep on humping with my delicious organ pile rubbing all my good spots <3 finally I feel something, I don’t know what but it’s so nice~ I nuzzle my face a little into his deflated lungs and curl up under the squishy guts. And then… I… Without intending to, I fall asleep.