Jeon and his humster

– Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The room was bare, just a mattress in the corner and a bowl of water. Taehyung sat, hugging his knees, his back to the wall, which was pierced by the morning chill from the lack of radiators. He looked at Jungkook, who was slowly removing his belt. Not to hit him. Just to remind him.

“It’s time,” Jungkook said simply.

Taehyung closed his eyes. He hated this moment—not the pain, but the dissolution. The feeling of his bones turning to cotton wool and the world growing around him. Fur sprouted from his arms, his bones shook, straining against his body, his clothes falling off his shrinking frame. A few seconds later, he sat on a pile of fabric—a tiny, trembling hamster with intelligent, all-too-human eyes.

Jungkook extended his hand. Taehyung climbed onto it voluntarily, already knowing what would happen next. Here, in this warm prison, he could feel the alpha's pulse on the sole of his foot. Jungkook pulled a small container from his pocket. With a ritually honed movement, he extracted a fat worm with tweezers. He held it up. Taehyung ate mechanically, feeling his animal nature respond with gratitude to the food, while his human nature cringed in humiliation.

When he finished, he froze, waiting. Jungkook put the tweezers away, his finger resting on the hamster's head between the ears and lightly scratching its face.

• You are much more honest in this form.