POV: You are a werewolf bellybutton.
King has been cursed. Not the lycanthropy part; he was born with that, and likes it. Getting super size and strength during a full moon? Pretty neat, even with the obvious downsides (insatiable hunger and lust, werewolf hunters trying to insert their silver collections through your guts, etc.). The cursed part is the thing keeping him in this form in perpetuity: an indestructible moonstone ring encircling his swollen manhood. A curious spell prevents him from removing it himself, or harming the individual that placed it upon him. How’d he get stuck in the first place, and by whom? That’s, erm, something he’d rather not talk about…
Something that doesn’t often come up in werewolf circles is the hypothetical scenario of when you don’t turn back. Usually, reversion just kinda happens when the full moon passes, whether you like it or not. A night of wolven debauchery is physically exhausting for lycanthropes, generally requiring days of slumber to fully recover. Unfortunately for King, it’s been a few years since he’s been able to properly rest, and the ceaseless stimulation has driven him a little nuts. Werewolf priapism isn’t really understood by modern medicine, and it definitely won’t be any time soon.
Heart, the ever-helpful, can’t stand to see a fluffy purple dog man suffer, and has (altruistically) offered her demonic services to try to assist him with this big, throbbing problem. Perhaps the nut simply has yet to properly bust? Couldn’t hurt to check… While a mortal probably wouldn’t survive a good werewolf dicking long enough to remove the curse, demons are stretchy and nigh impervious to physical damage, making this the perfect time to check “ride a weredong” off the bucket list and potentially do a good deed in the process.
Will it work? King is doubtful, but he’s not about to spoil the mood…
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