Rape Isn't True Love, You Furry Bastard!

Bulging veins.

His body was flushed bright red.

Whatever was troubling him so much, my friend clutched his smooth, gleaming scalp and complained in agony.

"Fuck... What the hell did you do, you crazy bitch?! Why is your allure so damn intense... Ngh..."

"The hell do you mean, allure? What are you doing? There's nothing there, so why are you putting on this whole show by yourself?"

"Putting on a show...? You fucking bitch... This is all your fault."

My friend had now begun crawling across the floor, cold sweat beading on his skin, and when I approached him out of concern, he groaned and crawled away from me.

"If you don't want to get fucked, you'd better not come near me. I'm not joking—I'm serious."

"No, you idiot, I can't do anything unless I understand the situation! If you just put on that chuuni voice and say, 'Nuhuhu... If you come near me, I'll eat you, desu,' how am I supposed to know?!"

"Then undo that fucking unsexy transformation, at least. I think this whole mess happened because of that shitty human form."...