To the soft music of violins and the chatter of the evening,
the Chateau de Poulet had a full house of patrons laughing and dining. Dozens
of people enjoyed the night, especially on a Friday night such as this.
“Ah waiter, might we get a refill to our wine?” Asked one of
the patrons, stroking his thin mustache and giving his wine glass a shake
between his fingers. A waiter came within seconds with a bottle in hand,
refilling the gentleman’s glass but found himself spilling to the occasional
heavy ‘thump’ that seemed to grow louder and more intense, forcing the waiter
to stop pouring.
“I say… Is that the terrible heavy rock and or roll these
young people are listening to?”
“I don’t believe so sir…”
Suddenly the double door entrance to the restaurant burst
open, along with the door frame and the wall attached to it to give way to a
horde of giant monsters that stomped their way inside. Instantly the crowd
panicked and fled to the far corner of the building while the six massive
creatures blocked off the exits and leered at the tables licking their drooling
lips.
“WHOOOT! Looks like we’re eating good tonight guys!” Called
out Dinah, flicking a waiter out of her way to sit heavily on the floor in
front of a table and begin shoving food into her mouth. The other five did the
same, shoving away or crushing chairs under their mass to eat what they could
grab. The crowd shivered in fear at what looked like giant beastly monsters…
Wearing Mardi Gras masks. Each of the beasts were a vibrant almost ridiculously
neon colour such as purple or green but looked as vicious as a starving bear
with their long sharp claws and snarling teeth. Standing up they towered well
over 20 feet tall with thick ten-foot-long tails that ended in a tuff of
vibrant coloured fur. Their necks were 5 feet long and they all sported
gnarling horns or antlers.
“W-what are they? What do they want?” Asked one of the
patrons, shivering in the corner before Guy Gardner; the neon green Beast
looked straight at her and huffed, swallowing the ham he was chewing.
“Bitch its dinner time, where else are we going to go?”
Whispering and muttering to themselves the crowd were
shocked to find the monsters could talk. Watching on as they crushed chairs and
knocked over tables to get at the food left abandoned, the group had appointed
the waiter to speak and shoved him towards the six beastly invaders.
“Uhm… Might I have your attention?” He stuttered, all six
beasts stopping in their tracks to glare back at him. “B-by the authority of
the duelly chosen representing working staff o-of the Chateau de Poulet, M-Might
I ask for you all to leave?”
Swallowing hard and standing up to stomp towards the
shivering well dressed man, Huntress lowered her head and growled. “Dude… You
work at a place called the Chicken Hut in French, what authority do you REALLY
have?”
“W-well that is true… But still you shouldn’t be here.”
“Pff… What? You gonna kick us out small fry?” Joked the neon
purple furred monster woman, using the back of her clawed hand to pat the man
across the chest and chuckled how the force nearly sent him off his feet. The
rest of her transformed friends chuckled and went back to eating. Damn she felt
powerful, and sexy, all the eyes in the room were staring at her; her massive
tits, her wide flaring hips and long legs. As far as she was concerned, she was
a goddess compared to her old self, HELL, her old self was smaller than her
left ass cheek. But that only showed how far Helena’s mind had been twisted by
the mask, oblivious to the fact that in her mind she was gorgeous, but in
actuality she was a twenty foot tall, 4 tonne monster with purple fur, neon
purple hair, horns like a gazelle and a fat long tail.
“S-still… I demand you leave… Or else.”
Rearing her head back and losing her toothy smile, Helena
frowned at the man. Her clawed hands at her hips while she snorted out a huff.
Behind her, her tail swung heavily back and forth like an angry cat’s.
“Or else what?”
“Or else we’ll call the authorities!” The man declared,
putting his foot down and then just as quickly regret doing so when Huntress
lowered her head to see him eye to eye.
“That right?” Grabbing the waiter by the shoulders and
opening her mouth wide, everyone was surprised (including the other beasts)
when Huntress shoved the man headfirst into her mouth and slurped him down like
a noodle, swallowing hard and burping out loud. Then suddenly her eyes went
wide and she clutched at her sides, moaning as she felt a surge coming after
such a terrible act.