Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151002030554/@comment-26571677-20151013062851

A drop of saliva rolled down Aster's chin, his stomach growled with hungry anticipation as the smell pervaded every fibre of his being.

His mind almost rolled over itself, almost abandoned all caution as the sight ahead of him was taken in. But he still had some sense left in him, he was thankfully trained enough that he could control the animal inside him.

With shaking fingers, he lifted up a leg of chicken, the juices running down in, and took a bite.

The taste. Oh the taste, it was the best thing he'd ever tasted. As he chewed on carefully, he finished the leg, and reached for another, chowing down on that one as well. By then, his hunger was almost sated.

He saw a hunk of bread, grabbed that, and dipped it into the juices of the chiken, tearing through it in a matter of bites. By then, he was reasonably fed, but the temptation to have more...so tempting...

No! Uh-uh, nope, get it together. This was the test, to see if he could control himself. Aster sighed and mumbled, "so cruel". Turning to leave, he had an idea for revenge.

Grabbing a small leg of ham, he put it in something's that should never go together with it. When he had finished, it looked exactly like when he'd grabbed it. A beautiful, appetizing piece of meat, but the taste would be anything but.

"Wonder if they'll fall for this?" He grinned to himself

(Did I make you hungry?)