An eerie quiet rings through the town of Yharnam, it seems like another hunt will be starting soon.
As I'm just a travelling merchant moving from town to town, I should be heading out before anything horrible happens, I've some heard nasty things about this place. Heading to the nearest inn, I lay down and try to fall asleep so I can wake up early tomorrow. Before long, I hear a blood curdling screech coming from the church across the street, which sends chills down my spine.
Thinking that staying idle would be irresponsible, I decide to head out to investigate the source of the noise.
Pushing through the wooden doors of the cathedral, I spot a woman in the middle of the floor, writhing around in what looks like both pain and pleasure.
Before I have the opportunity to help, a transformation begins to overtake her. Her bones crack and change shape as her face slowly becomes a muzzle, her teeth sharpening and filling her snout. Limbs elongating, she howls and moans as more unholy changes take place, which quickly disfigure her body. Claws protrude from her new paw-like hands which rip through her clothing, leaving nothing but rags covering her eyes.
To finish the transformation off, long, dirty white hair grows from her new canine body, and a pair of antlers sprout from her head.
She's turned into a monster, and now sits there in the middle of the church, howling in ecstasy. I stare at this grotesque creature for a moment, frozen in fear and disgust. She doesn't seem to notice me standing nearby, all of her attention is on herself. All the commotion seems to have alerted the rest of the townsfolk, who are now looking in, staring wide eyed at the beastly spectacle playing out before them. As if this is something they're used to, they begin to board up the church, unaware that I'm still inside.
As I'm trapped inside, the beast turns towards me with an expressionless gaze, a crooked smile forming over her face. Her inhuman moaning increases, and she approaches me, claws digging deep into the stone floor. The musky stench of her fur permeates the room as she slowly crawls towards me, leaving a trail of tepid blood behind her. With each step closer to me, she growls and snaps her jaws together, saliva dripping onto the ground below.
Around her neck is a pendant that she must have been wearing before she turned into this monstrosity, and on it is the name "Amelia". Her deep growls sound almost human, as if there was a spark of her left inside of the monster that was slowly closing in on me. Amelia lifts her head high above mine, baring her fangs. Her black tongue slides between her lips, licking away some of the gore coating it. With one clawed hand, she grabs my entire body and lifts it high into the air, pressing her wet nose against me and dampening my coat.
She takes in my scent, seemingly enjoying the smell of my fear, as her other paw points towards her crotch in a crude gesture. Licking her muzzle again, Amelia leans forward until her face is right next to mine, taking in my breath as her hot breath warms my skin. Her head is bigger than my entire body, and even though there's a rag covering her eyes, I can tell she's undressing me in her head. Still suspended in the air, I struggle as she takes the other hand and sticks one claw down my trousers, slicing right through the cloth.
Now exposed, she lets me go, and I tumble the floor as she towers over me. Her breathing grows even wilder as she looks on with an expression of lust, laying down and lifting her leg to expose herself to me. Across her chest is an array of six nipples that are lightly poking out from under her fur.
With one clawed paw, she beckons for me to come closer, her deep moans intensifying as I get close enough to see her pink pussy. It's covered in thick, wiry hair, which is soaking wet from arousal. Sitting down on her massive thigh, I run one of my hands through her matted mess, all while fiddling with one of her nipples using the other hand.
Sticking my entire hand inside her canine vagina, which is larger than my entire palm, I feel her fleshy insides squeezing against my fingers like a wet, tight glove. Her warm fluids coat my hand as she squirms around and emits feral moans, her sensitive parts responding to my every touch. Sensing my cock swell, she licks her lips, making a low, guttural noise as if begging me to penetrate her.
Even though her massive hairy cavern is too vast for my erect member,