Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27397811-20190421161055

You are a Hellhound. You have been in heat for five days now, and because of that, decided to go to the park at night for some fresh air and to ponder about your overall lack of luck.

Five days, and not a single man in sight... This day can only get worse; you think to yourself. As soon as you finish that thought, lady luck shines her light upon you, as you see a boy on the other side of the park. You charge head-on without thinking twice (the heat doesn't allow you), and go for broke. The boy only happens to notice you when he's truck-tackled by a black blur, and passes out when you (accidentally) hit his head on the asphalt. You take the passed-out boy deep into the woods, so that the both of you are undisturbed during the fun that's ahead of you.

Hours later, after you're satisfied with your catch, you fall asleep beside the still knocked out teenager. Laying down on the grass, the boy wakes up, only to find his clothes crumpled up into a pile and a sleeping hellhound by his side. Minutes afterward, you wake up a noise. Is that... sobbing?

Turns out that the answer is yes, as the boy you had fun with is sitting by a tree, and crying with his arms on his knees. This was not quiet sobbing either, the kid cracked and let it all out.

After standing up, you walk towards the boy and sit down by his side, putting an arm on his shoulder. Concerned, you ask him: Hey kid, are you alright?

After hearing your voice, he shoves you aside, and only mutters the phrase between sobs: I wanted my first time to be with a Werecat...

What do you do? 