You look into Sarah’s eyes, those green and worried orbs reflecting back into yours with no recognition for the person you were, and everything is made clear.
Tonight, you will eat her. Her boisterous ten years on this earth will come to a gurgling end inside of your wolfish gut, Sarah will try to fight it of course, you would expect nothing less. She’ll kick and scream but no one will hear the muffled cries from inside your outstretched gullet. And you’ll enjoy it.
She’s just too good to pass up.
“mmppphhh!!” She screams from behind your forepaw, reaching delicate hands up to dislodge it from her face
“mmmpphhelllppphh!!”
Taking one last look at her nude form before it vanishes forever you lick your chops wildly, droplets of drool falling onto her wincing face and eyes fixated upon your sharp, bone white teeth. But you wouldn’t put your teeth to work on her, no of course not, a meal this delicate needed to be savoured. Needed to last. You will eat her whole.
“B-bye...” you struggle to get the words out in your raspy, wolfish tone “little sis.”
Her eyes widen again, although it’s hard to tell if that’s out of sudden recognition or just the surprise of hearing you talk. But soon those same wide eyes of Sarah’s vanish behind your advancing, open maw as you slam it down over the top half of her head.
She tastes just as good as you would have thought, equal parts beefy and sweet. As if the cookies she loved to eat had burrowed their way into her being and mixed in with natural feminine, youthful flavours creating a wonderful meaty concoction. You groan, overwhelmed for a moment and lucky that the shock of actually being eaten had frozen her in place for a moment. Your hand wasn’t upon the girl’s mouth and she could easily have screamed out for help, but another gulp quickly put a stop to that possibility. Sarah’s whole head, the entire hamster cheeked, curly haired visage of her now getting a good licking inside of your steamy maw.
Sucking on her, tongue running over her eyes, cheeks, ears, hair and lips you let the girl know just how appreciated her contribution is and shall be. Purring, groaning with delight at all of her wonderful flavours and frantic wriggling, the beast inside of you finally unleashed.
Truth be told, the werewolf side of you had wanted her for very long. Other family members had been tempting, mom was nice and matured, dad would struggle well, your older sister had the possibility of sex before devouring and then your pet dog was just a treat and a half in most every way. But Sarah, she was different, just the perfect little snack with her youthful innocence, plump little body and adventurous, naive spirit. The fact that she was your sister mattered little now as you ate and ate, slurping up her wriggling, sobbing form, all that mattered was how good she tasted.
You snap up her underdeveloped chest and belly as easy as her head, the distraught face of hers bulging out your gullet with all of its contorted shapes, and finally arrive at the part of her body that had enraptured you so much before: the ass. Still captivating in all of its sweaty, meaty beauty. You spend some moments here, sniffing, licking curiously, she is entirely yours after all and this is a most fascinating area for any self respecting canine to peruse. All the while she wriggles deep within you, screaming out muffled whines that will soon melt away with the rest of her body.
Finally, making your way down her slender legs and giving them a good coating of slimy wolf drool you arrive at her twitching, bare feet. Hefty enough for such a small girl and delightfully salty, tasting as if she has stepped around a good many areas in her time but still softer than an adult’s would usually be. You take your time here too, tongue crawling around single digit, enjoying the last of her before...
*GARAULPPPP!*
Down she goes, your sweet little sister now just a sweet little bulge in your maw, gullet and stomach. Sobbing, inconsolable inside of you.