Had any one been foolish or unlucky enough to walk by the
docks they would have thought that a herd of wild animals had been unleashed.
Of course, they would have been 100% correct… because the gargoyles, at that
moment, were definitely more like beasts than humans. The elder males had tried
at first to show a bit of restraint before giving into their need to feed but
the hatchlings had shown none at attacked anything that smelled like food with
wild abandon.
Of course, it was hard to call them hatchlings, considering
how quickly they had grown. The youngest of them looked to be Lexington’s age
before his transformation while the oldest could have passed for Brooklyn’s
brothers and sisters. Each of them hurried about, filling their mouths before
moving on to the next meal. They tore apart crates in wild abandon, they ate
food without unwrapping it or removing it from their cans, and most telling of
all they didn’t even have the common decency to hurry off to the side when
nature called. The smell of waste soon filled the air along with the grunts and
growls of the savage hatchlings.
For the alpha females, however, none of this mattered. It
was hard to say if they enjoyed their clan being so wild or they were simply so
focused on their own bellies to notice but either way none of the three did a
thing to stop or teach their children how to behave. More startling, if any of
them had been in their right minds, the elders were beginning to mimic their
children rather than the other way around.
Angela tossed an entire melon into her mouth and watched,
her eyes half shut from lethargic bliss, as Broadway squatted down and took a
massive dump right in the middle of the feeding area before attacking a crate
filled with ice and raw steaks. She knew that she should care but honestly she
was simply too lazy to even bother. Instead she merely grabbed another crate of
food, not bothering to consider that only an hour ago the crate had appeared
huge in her clawed hands and now it looked rather small. She stretched out her
thick legs, easily kicking a heavy crate aside to make room for her swelling
form.
The same was true for Demona and Elisa, who sat side by
side and crammed food into their mouths, plenty of it getting smeared on their
heavy breasts and bloated stomachs. Demona looked down but rather than be
disgusted she idly waved for Fox to attend her, the former human running over
and licking her alpha clean. For Elisa and Demona, two former enemies turned
sisters, life was simply good.
“Do you even remember what it was like to be human?” Demona
asked as she leaned back, shifting her growing bulk. She reached up to scratch
the new horns that had begun to form on her head.
Elisa let out a belch before speaking. “It feels like a
dream, sister. I know I was once a weak, pathetic human… but then I look upon
myself now and simply can’t believe I’ve been anything other than what I am
now.” Elisa’s tail flicked back and forth, much thicker now; it wasn’t as thick
as Fox’s saurian-like tail but it definitely had gotten fatter. Elisa snorted
as she grabbed a handful of beans, shoving them in her greedy mouth. She
watched as Goliath and Brooklyn moved towards another crate, slowly shifting
from walking on two legs to walking on all fours like Bronx. Elisa smiled as
she stared at all the wonderful cocks that were swelling and thickening just
for her and her sisters, not noticing that her own body was not only growing
bigger but begins to shift and change into something more… bestial.