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Every piece of his skin is in unbearable pain, as all of his hair follicle pumps into a hard solid, letting the thick, prickly fur pierces from the skin in degeneration.

Similar to an infection, fur consists of black, grey, earth color spreads over his arms, legs, chest, and his pubic region.

The Savannah rings with creaks from organs being pushed and shape-shifted. The scorching sunshine spill down on his new grown fur, and sweat being pushed out as the follicle hardening, shining alone, as if this is his new clothes. Nudity shown in the public--nobody's present, though--depress him with shamefulness, but a slice of pleasure, a pleasure from being release from all the conventions that have been chaining his soul in human society. He somehow feels like he should've been naked all-day a long time before.

Yes, the transformation is taking his mind away. By now, he can barely think, the voice in his head now has difficulty to form a complete sentence for him to speak, due to its own destruction. He can no more tell numbers, alphabets, or time. This anxiety from losing his intelligence makes him feel like on the edge; but that's OK, everything is soon to be OK after he completely turn into a beast. The human is waning, but the hyena is waxing.

" Crack, crack..." Bones in his neck are growing at a high speed, almost stopped him from breathing, only left moaning to be made, going soar and loud. "Argh...ARGH!" The pleasure of releasing the beast almost tear him into pieces. The eager to hunt, to mate, to run freely in the Savannah now rides his mind fully; the whole new life is about to be given a start!

"Haah...hngh..." His deep breath through his enlarged lungs is a way louder than before. He can now hear winds from miles away, and see herds of zebra waking across from the lake. He enjoys his body odor now, the very symbolization of honor; he marks his place with this.

His eyes hurts, every blood vessels is running hard; he can't help but cry. Finally, here's the end of the human, the start of a hyena, but this is not the death. He takes a deep breath, the hot air expand his lungs, bring fresh oxygen to his whole body. He knows this is the last breath he take as a human, and his consciousness will be totally gone as he exhale, so he holds this breath for another second, using all the senses he have to feel everything around in the last moment.

"Haah..." The human mind pass out as the breath goes out from his large mouth. A hyena opens its bloody red eyes, everything of this hyena has started functioning. He walks a few step forwards, and soon, the hunger motivates him to start to run to the another side of the lake.

Description

Every piece of his skin is in unbearable pain, as all of his hair follicle pumps into a hard solid, letting the thick, prickly fur pierces from the skin in degeneration.

Similar to an infection, fur consists of black, grey, earth color spreads over his arms, legs, chest, and his pubic region.

The Savannah rings with creaks from organs being pushed and shape-shifted. The scorching sunshine spill down on his new grown fur, and sweat being pushed out as the follicle hardening, shining alone, as if this is his new clothes. Nudity shown in the public--nobody's present, though--depress him with shamefulness, but a slice of pleasure, a pleasure from being release from all the conventions that have been chaining his soul in human society. He somehow feels like he should've been naked all-day a long time before.

Yes, the transformation is taking his mind away. By now, he can barely think, the voice in his head now has difficulty to form a complete sentence for him to speak, due to its own destruction. He can no more tell numbers, alphabets, or time. This anxiety from losing his intelligence makes him feel like on the edge; but that's OK, everything is soon to be OK after he completely turn into a beast. The human is waning, but the hyena is waxing.

" Crack, crack..." Bones in his neck are growing at a high speed, almost stopped him from breathing, only left moaning to be made, going soar and loud. "Argh...ARGH!" The pleasure of releasing the beast almost tear him into pieces. The eager to hunt, to mate, to run freely in the Savannah now rides his mind fully; the whole new life is about to be given a start!

"Haah...hngh..." His deep breath through his enlarged lungs is a way louder than before. He can now hear winds from miles away, and see herds of zebra waking across from the lake. He enjoys his body odor now, the very symbolization of honor; he marks his place with this.

His eyes hurts, every blood vessels is running hard; he can't help but cry. Finally, here's the end of the human, the start of a hyena, but this is not the death. He takes a deep breath, the hot air expand his lungs, bring fresh oxygen to his whole body. He knows this is the last breath he take as a human, and his consciousness will be totally gone as he exhale, so he holds this breath for another second, using all the senses he have to feel everything around in the last moment.

"Haah..." The human mind pass out as the breath goes out from his large mouth. A hyena opens its bloody red eyes, everything of this hyena has started functioning. He walks a few step forwards, and soon, the hunger motivates him to start to run to the another side of the lake.