The Devil and the Lover

by Vomit_Chimera

Summary:

A young game shop employee seems to be over her head when she encounters and falls in love with the escaped cannibal of the Spooky Month town. But with her own secrets and tricks up her sleeves, she should have nothing to worry about ... Right?

Chapter 1: The Lady at the Game Shop

"Let's go see what this store's got!" Skid suggested.

"Good idea!" Pump agreed.

They were looking at a rather new store in the area, a game store by the looks of it. They were especially focused by the Halloween-themed events the poster outside of the door said they offered. With that, the two went inside and were fascinated with what they saw.

The shop has all sorts of game types there: board games, card games, video games, and most notably tabletop games (both general tabletop and roleplaying). They looked around for a bit and commenting with 'oooohhhhss' and 'aaahhhhhsss' as they paused to take notes of certain games and quickly speaking with the other store employees. They also saw some tables at one corner of the store with a platinum blonde haired woman painting something that they couldn't make out. Curious, the boys walked on over to see what was going on.

As they got closer, Skid and Pump got a bit of a better look at what was being painted. It was a figure of sorts, some kind of creature the two couldn't make heads or tails of.

"Um, excuse me," Skid began, "What's that thing you're painting?"

The woman stopped what she was doing and turned around, she just had a plain leather jacket decorated in buttons and patches alongside having a spiked choker. The items certainly complimented her t-shirt and denim jeans well that was for sure. Her glasses were a kind that had sunglass lenses that can be placed over them but were currently flipped up.

"Oh, hello," she greeted, "I'm just doing some work on some gryph-hounds here."

She held up one of her gryph hound miniatures to show the pair, they admired the detail and how the paint looked so far.

"Wow! They look so cool!" Pump said.

"You painted this?" Skid asked. Both boys still amazed by the appearance of the mini.

"Yep," the blonde answered, "And I also built it as well."

If Skid and Pump were awe-struck before, they were even more amazed with that being said. Suddenly, a ringing at the store door was heard and in came in a purple-haired woman walk in. She took notice of the boys talking to the woman and walked on over.

"Oh there you two are!" she said.

"Oh, are these your boys?" the blonde asked.

"Well, one is," she explained, "The other is his friend."

"Oh, I see. They were just curious about the work I was doing with my miniatures."

The woman then pulled out a larger mini to show, this one was a mutated rat-like creature that drew in even more fascination.

"Oh! I'm sorry, how rude of me," the woman said, setting the miniature down, "I haven't even spoke my name. I'm Prometheus, one of the employees here at the shop."

"Prometheus … ," the purple-haired woman replied, "Can't say I've heard of a woman with that name before."

"Oh yeah, my parents are really big into all the mythology and deities and all that stuff."

"I see, well I'm Lila and I'm just out here with these two for Halloween tonight," Lila said.

"Halloween. Oh yeah! We got some goodies and events for this time of month," Prometheus just remembered.

She then showed them around with the store events and even gave the boys candy before they went on there way for more Halloween chaos (she was grateful that the store wasn't super busy this evening). Once they left the store, Prometheus glanced at her phone and see that closing time was nearing. With that, she hurried back inside to take care of any last minute things before packing her stuff up and closing things down for the night.

Chapter 2: A Dreaded Encounter

"Ay Prometheus, you sure you can finish up?" a co-worker asked before leaving.

"Oh yeah," Prometheus responded, "Don't worry about it, I have a few things to gather up before leaving anyways."

"Okay, well see you tomorrow."

Once the last of her co-workers left, Prometheus got to work finishing up some little things before leaving. She began to breathe heavily before a tail slithered out and across the ground, a hand then formed at the tip and she started to use it to gather up all of her art stuff and her miniatures. Prometheus then grabbed the items and started to walk out the door, she checked her phone real quick before leaving to see what was new. Not too much, she concluded but there was an article on the search engine page about an escaped cannibal dressed as a devil … How unsettling. She shook it off and walked to the door, she turned her hand into a tentacle briefly to change the open sign to closed and with that, she's done for the night.

Her house was only a 10 minute walk from the shop, nothing too grand that house but she was happy and made it her own. She then realized she was hungry, Prometheus then hurried over to the kitchen once she placed her things on the table.

"The only thing I'm not a fan of with being a flesh warper is how fast I get hungry," she muttered to herself and checking out the fridge.

Nothing. Nothing in the fridge she was interested in for her meal. Prometheus sighed and closed the door, she looked outside and saw some people hanging about. It wasn't super late in the night but she still was a bit anxious about going out by herself at night. But Prometheus was hungry and her flesh warping can come in handy for defense, so she grabbed her bag and went on her way to get some dinner.

She made it to the shopping area after a few minutes and looked around at the people and shops in the area. She ran her fingers through her platinum blonde hair as she glanced at the restaurants that were still open. She knows there's people walking about but she still was anxious about quite a bit, her being out this late, her appetite still being a concern, and most notably … that thing about the escaped cannibal killer out and about.

It took Prometheus a good second or two to collect herself mentally before continuing on. She grabbed her phone and checked some things to take her mind off everything briefly and her nerves finally calmed down a bit. Prometheus put her phone back in her bag and continued walking. She made it to Boys n Grills when she heard a loud sound, at first she thought nothing of it. Then the sound was made again, it was from the alleyway close to the diner. Prometheus was hesitant to check it out, she was worried about what was to come. But her curiosity got the better and walked on over to investigate.

The alleyway seemed alright at first. Prometheus warped her hand to have extended fingers tipped with long claws just to be safe before carrying on. She heard the noise again from the dumpster, Prometheus walked over and used one of her extended claws to lift the lid. She found an opossum that was scurrying around the bin with some babies, Prometheus smiled and wanted to help. She lengthened her arm and reached in to grab the animal and the babies and gently placed them on the ground, they looked up at her, most likely very grateful for the woman's help, and went on there way.

Prometheus smiled, she then reached in her bag and pulled out some hand sanitizer and rubbed it on her hands. Once her hands were dry, she placed it back in the bag. She was on her way out when she suddenly heard a loud thud and heavy breathing behind her. She slowly turned around and saw a large man with a red sweater, red makeup, devil horns, and holding a knife. Prometheus took it all in and she quickly put two and two together.

'Oh fuck … It's that cannibal on the news article'

The poor flesh warper never thought this would happen but here she was.

Chapter 3: Details Over Dinner

Notes:

I admit I'm still new at posting on here, I really want to include art for the chapters but I'm debating on editing the chapters to include them or making it its own separate post. So keep an eye out for that

Prometheus started to breathe heavily and her eyes widened. She looked around but there was no way out without going past the criminal. She suddenly remembered her flesh warped hand and had an idea; she lashed out at the man trying to claw him. Unfortunately, he grabbed her arm and held her down on the ground, her arm being pinned back and his weight on her even slightly began hurting. He made eye contact with her, fear being the only emotion Prometheus was feeling.

"Did you know feedin' cattle to other cattle runs the risk of developin' mad cow?" The man asked.

"Um … Yeah, I actually did. It's mostly due to the brain and other parts of the central nervous that could lead to it right?" Prometheus replied, calming down just so slightly.

The man seemed stunned and a bit impressed by her response, he got up but still had his arm pinning her down. He faced her, his interest in killing her had grinded to a halt and wanted to know more. Seeing his change in mood and actions, Prometheus had an idea; chat up all the knowledge she had.

"Yeah … Yeah! It's like the development of kuru in humans, another spongiform disease. Certainly a fate I don't wish on my worst enemy, I say."

The cannibal smiled and hummed, he clearly is fascinated with her and what she's saying.

"But parasites can also be grizzly to deal with especially tapeworms. Hell, the beef tapeworm can be like what … 10, 20 meters long? So yeah, that can take up most if not your entire GI tract I think and keep in mind lot of that is proglottids or baby tapeworms."

Just when she thought his smile wouldn't grow any wider, the man was probably grinning so hard he can give the Cheshire Cat a run for his money. He began to laugh and quickly pulled her up by the arm back on her feet and ruffling her hair.

"Well damn, yah certainly got some fun facts in that there noggin, 'ey," The man said, "I like yah, lil' lady."

Prometheus chuckled, "Yeah … I made sure to pay attention to everything the instructors were saying during my college days."

"Well they certainly taught yah some good bits."

Prometheus was amazed, she didn't think that would work. She felt her hand warping back to it's original shape and all seemed to go swell now.

The man sighed, "It's a damn shame I'm gonna have to turn yah into meat."

Her blood ran cold and turned pale. She found a way to leave the alleyway and had to make a break for it, she began to run. The cannibal was surprisingly quick and dogpiled her with no issue, she tried crawling out (while unintentionally dragging him along for the ride) but was met with a swift hand pushing her chest back to the ground. He grabbed her hands with one hand and her feet with the other, making her look like a pig on a spit. Prometheus's tail developed tipped with a claw and started swinging as a last ditch effort but to no avail. He dodged the tail's swing and jabs before biting it, Prometheus jolted by the sudden pain and groaned.

"Yer certainly are a feisty one." He said with a mouth full of her tail.

With the lady in his grasp he went in the back of the Boys n Grills diner. Prometheus wiggled, trying to break free but nothing was working, before her eyes came upon a large table (probably for prep work). He chucked her on the table with a thud, she then sat up and observed the damage to her tail, the cannibal bit it hard enough for some blood to start pooling from the injury. It drooped onto her lap and began feeling tired, she remembered she still hasn't eaten anything yet and it was starting to get to her.

The cannibal was focused on finding the knife he needs, he seems to have found it and turned around to face the woman.

"Did you know, there are times where the nerves in the meat would have extra energy and thus it would move about, having contractions, to get rid of that extra energy?"

Prometheus was starting to lose focus, hunger was getting to her and she was fighting to keep her eyes open. The man saw this and took the moment to think of what to do.

"Hey, what's wrong," he asked, "Yer not gettin' sick, are yah? I can't eat sick meat."

She looked over at him and then the food that was stored.

He looked over and put two and two together, "Oh yer hungry! Alrighty, let Bob here make yah somethin'."

'Bob. Bob is his name ….' Prometheus thought.

Bob lead her to one of the tables and had her sit, Prometheus was surprised by his change in demeanor but she was getting food at least.

"Now, whaddya say to the classic burger and fries?" He asked.

"Yes please. And do you know if there's any unsweetened iced tea? That'd be great."

"I'll see what we got."

It was a few minute long wait but it certainly was worth it when the food and drink came out. Bob handed her the tray and she accepted it with joy.

"Here yah are," Bob said and pulled a seat up and sat across from her.

Prometheus began eating the food and felt a lot better, the burger was especially good. They did have tea and the fries were also very good. She got halfway through the meal when Bob began to speak.

"So, yer not a regular little thang, are yah?" Bob questioned.

Prometheus paused on eating and spoke up, "What do you mean by that?"

"What yah did in the alleyway. With yer hand, arm, and even a tail, it's not like everyone can do that."

"Oh that! Yeah, I'm a flesh warper, a kind of shapeshifter that can alter their body or parts of their body to whatever they feel or need. It's connected to bio-alchemy and paganist practices alongside Metamorphious, the deity of both shapeshifting and flesh warping. Essentially change in both the bio and alchemic worlds. I haven't practiced full on shapeshifting yet but flesh warping is cool."

She then turned her tongue into an elongated tube with three pinchers at the end and used it to pick up some French fries before tossing them into her mouth. Bob was even more fascinated by her at this point.

"Ah, I see," he said, "So is it like a cult or somethin'? I'm aware of and have cult experience but nothin' like what yer describing."

"Not really. More beliefs and alchemy than anything else, certainly not cult-like."

Bob nodded, he was connecting the pieces to her abilities and what she was saying. Although he still had some questions but now might not be the time to ask.

"Oh! Prometheus." Prometheus spoke up.

"What?" Bob asked.

"My name's Prometheus. My parents are into a lot of mythology and deity stuff and that's where my name comes from. Your name is Bob right? I heard it when you said you'll fix me up something."

"Oh right! Yeah, Bob's my name. Bob Velseb if we're gettin' into the formal shit." Bob confirmed.

Prometheus nodded and ate the last of her burger. She slurped down the last of the tea afterwards and gathered up the last of the trash.

"Well that was delicious, thank you so much Bob. For a cannibal and escaped criminal, you make a wonderful meal."

"Why thank yah lil' lady, I've worked in the restaurant biz in the past so I'm certain with my cookin' skills," Bob responded, feeling proud of himself with his cooking.

Prometheus tossed all her trash in the bin and grabbed her bag, Bob was back in the back and was getting her attention to exit the back. She started to head that way but then remembered something and she pulled out some money. Prometheus hurried over to the register and set the money down, with that, she hurried back to Bob and the exit.

"What was all that about?" Bob asked.

"I still had to pay for the meal, money's by the register."

Bob chuckled, 'Damn, she is absolutely adorable. I'll spare her.'

Once the two were outside, neither knew how to end things off and leave.

"So … I guess this is where we part ways," Prometheus said, trying to end the encounter somehow.

"I guess so," Bob responded, "Glad to see my cookin' skills are still good after all this time. And I'm glad a lil' lady like yerself enjoyed it."

Prometheus turned a bit pink, she had a tendency to get flustered by compliments at times, even if they weren't in any way, shape, or form romantic or sexual. She shook her head and tried to get back to what was going on, still a bit pink.

"Well … Um … The food was absolutely delicious and thank you once again for it … Sorry not use to compliments too much."

Bob laughed at her stuttering and hesitation, "Yah really are precious. Yah know what, I ain't gonna kill yah; I'd consider this yah lucky day. I'll keep an eye on yah but in terms of yer life, you ain't got a thing to worry about with big ol' me."

With that, Prometheus felt like she had a weight lifted off her shoulders. Her life was spared and has nothing to worry about with the devil cannibal man, but it was still a little weird that he'll 'keep an eye on her'. But she didn't think much of it and was just happy to not be pork rinds or steak.

"Oh thank you so much!" the flesh warper cheered, absolutely grateful for the mercy on her life, "I'm extremely grateful for that. But I really must go now … uh … Bye!"

Bob watched as she left the alleyway, she's an interesting one that's for certain. Although, he still very much curious about the extent of her capabilities and anything else she can do with that 'bio-alchemy' she was speaking of. With that in mind, he'll keep his word on keeping an eye on her.

After a few minutes worth of a walk, Prometheus made it back home. She was grateful there were people still walking around as she made it back but it wasn't like anything else could've happened. She got to her room and set her bag on the bed before pulling out a large mat and all sorts of strange things in containers and jars, alongside a knife, a bowl, some coins, and a boar skull. Prometheus paused for a moment, she thought that someone or something had followed her back; she then looked around and kept quiet for any sounds, she shrugged it off and got back to work.

Bob had watched her make it home safely, her lights were on and that was what he needed to know before going on his own way. Although, he couldn't help but think of encountering her again soon; she had some interesting talk, she loved the food he made, and the knowledge she had was fascinating, to say the least. But for now, he placed a pin in that thought and got on his own way.

Chapter 4: Consulting with Familiar Faces

Prometheus had started getting to work on summoning her deity, Metamorphious. She grabbed a bottle that had a mixture of black ink and ground-up bone and etched out the symbol of the deity on the center of the mat, a chrysalis with a slug-like creature crawling out with wings and legs. She then grabbed the boar skull and placed it a bit above the symbol and then the bowl, placed slightly lower than the symbol. She grabbed the four coins and placed them, north, east, south, and west of the symbol and got the knife ready besides her. Prometheus scrambled through the containers before finding a jar of dried leaves, she took out a few of the leaves and placed them on top of the symbol, she then lit the leaves with some matches and grabbed the knife. Lastly, she cut her palm with the knife and dripped the blood into the bowl.

With all that complete, she began to chant:

'Metamorphious, deity of both the flesh warpers and shapeshifters, and the Father of Change'
'I, Prometheus, wish to discuss an important matter with you and ask for your guidance'

Once the chant had concluded, the smoke began to gather and form into a large beast. After a few moments and the smoke had settled, a large bipedal creature stood in the center of the mat. This deity had a dragon-like face with a dragon skull on the upper part of his head, topped with two different shaped horns alongside a 'beard' that was made of four large tentacles. His skin was a military or a dull sand-green color and had two appendages sticking out of his back with no way of telling which functions they serve (if any), coupled with his hands having fours fingers each (two are fused together, making the count four) and his feet were owl-like, shaped like the letter X with two toes in the front and two in the back. The tail had nothing particular about it, it just being a tail.

The deity took a second to get settled before turning his attention at the young woman, he smiled at her and started to speak.

"Ah! Prometheus! Wonderful to see you again," Metamorphious greeted.

"It's wonderful to see you too," Prometheus sighed, still tired from all that had happened.

"You look a bit tired, did something happened to you or was today crazy busy at that game shop?"

"Well, you see …" Prometheus began, "That's what I wanted to have your guidance on."

"Guidance? You have things going smoothly, don't you?" Metamorphious asked, a bit confused.

He looked at her tail and noticed there was the bite mark that had dried up blood in the area, "Oh Prometheus! What happened to your tail!?"

She then brought her tail close to him and explained herself, "I was gonna get food but then that escaped cannibal found me, wanted to turn me into meat, and bit my tail to keep me still."

"Escaped cannibal … You mean that Bob fellow?"

"Wow … That is exactly him. How did you know that?"

"As an alchemic deity, it's still vital for me to watch over everything going on with the world to ensure change happens at the nature orderly rate," Metamorphious explained, making a circle with his finger, "So the fact that you're still alive and good was because he spared you didn't he?"

"Yep, that he did," she replied.

"Good. Don't want one of the very few, if not, the last flesh warper in my care to get killed or anything of that sort. But I'm glad you're safe." He said, "But … What exactly do you need my guidance for?"

"One thing Bob did say to me is that he'll keep an eye on me, do you think I should be at all concerned with that?" Prometheus said.

"Well I certainly wouldn't think too much about it," Metamorphious answered, "I'd still keep your guard up with that in mind but the fact that he spared you said a lot, I think. He did confirm he did have cult experience, right?"

Prometheus nodded yes at the last bit. She had completely forgotten about the cult part, oh God … That won't have it's own can of worms now, would it?

"If you do meet him again, be wary of anything cult-related he might bring up. Like I said, I don't think you have to worry about anything but cult magic is a bit of its own beast. Just … be alert and aware of what's going on, that's all I'm getting at."

"Alright, I certainly will. Thank you Metamorphious." Prometheus said, bowing her head to him.

"I'm glad I can help. I know you'll be fine but even I worry at times, you've certainly grown to be like a daughter to me."

"I know and I'm grateful that you care a lot for my well-being. I know with some of the more notable and concerning downsides of being a flesh warper not too many will take that opportunity."

"Exactly," he said, "I know your mom and dad aren't living close by but I'm sure they'd be over the moon with all your alchemy work. But for now, we must part ways"

Metamorphious transformed his hand into a large, singular claw and collected some of the ashes. He ate bit of the ashes and then turned into ooze and slowly puddled up on the mat.

"If you ever have any serious issues with this Bob fellow, let me know." He said as his head was nearing the mat.

"I will certainly do that," Prometheus responded.

With that, the deity had completely melted and ooze quickly dried and turned a green powder. Prometheus gathered up the powder and put it into a container for other bio-alchemy uses and cleaned up the rest of the stuff. Once she had finished cleaning, she reached into her bag and got her phone out, Metamorphious's comment about her parents reminded her to give them a call. She's certain that they'd love to hear from her.

~~~~~~~~~ Meanwhile, at the Cult ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Flesh warping? Bio-alchemy?" A cult member asked, "Brother Bob, that's certainly interesting stuff. But I'm not sure how much we have in the library regarding this kind of thing."

Bob had made it to the cult meeting and brought up the bio-alchemy and flesh warping to a fellow cult member. He figured someone there would be more aware of what Prometheus had explain to him, but it looks like that won't be as good of a call as he had thought.

"Alchemy in general is its own type of magic and study than what we use here. But like I said, I don't know if we have much regarding that study in the library, let alone bio-alchemy."

"Alright, then what can be done about that kinda thing? It's one of them things that's been a joggin' in my mind since that lil' lady explained it to me." Bob asked, his robes moving accordingly to his arms.

"Well, there is one book that might have some of that kind of thing. Just be careful not to go crazy with it, accidently summoning a deity or monster is the last thing we need."

"I ain't summonin' a damn thing, I just wanna know this alchemy shit." Bob snapped, getting frustrated with the cult member.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm just saying. We've just had some issues with kinda thing in the past, believe it or not."

"There were?"

"Yep, crazy. One summoned Zeus, another Amaterasu, don't get me started with Yig."

"YIG!?" Bob shouted.

"That one is an especially long story …" The cult member concluded, "The point is, I'll see what I can do. I can't guarantee anything but I'm certain there's at least something that will soothe those questions and curiosities you got. I'll just need some time"

"Well I greatly appreciate it," Bob thanked, finally happy to be getting somewhere, "Just let me know what yah find and I'll be sure to pay yah for yer troubles accordingly."

"Long as it ain't another 'Long Hog Chili' like what you cooked up for the potluck."

"Oh shuddup!"

The cult member chuckled, he knew the cannibal takes his cooking seriously. But for the time being, there are other things to do, especially find that book he mentioned. He better find it for Bob quick or else end up being cult member gumbo or anything of that sort.

Chapter 5: The Thorn in the Lion's Paw

Notes:

Alright, I'm still new with posting here. I just realized I can change the update dates for the story and chapters. No news besides that, enjoy the story

Prometheus had gotten home from work, the game store had a big sale on the Halloween-themed games and goodies so she was pretty busy that day. She set her stuff down and went to the kitchen, she figured some chili cheese fries would be an excellent dinner; so she got the fries cooked up, chili warmed and cheese sprinkled on. Once the cheese had melted, she began to eat the fries, taking extra care to savor everything. Prometheus then heard a loud thud kind of sound, she didn't think much of it and continued to eat, just thinking it must've came from out front. She then heard it again, this time she got up to see about investigating it; however, she heard a knock on the door. She hurried over and opened it, seeing it was the two kids she saw at the game shop on Halloween.

"Hello Skid! Hello Pump!" Prometheus greeted.

"Hi Miniature Painting Lady!" They greeted.

'Miniature Painting Lady, that's a new one' Prometheus thought, 'Maybe that's easier for them to say than my actual name.'

"What brings you guys here?"

"Oh right, it's da Spooky Month!" Skid and Pump both exclaimed then started dancing.

Prometheus laughed, "Well Halloween's been over for a good going on one day now but I might have some leftover Halloween candy you boys can have."

The skeleton and pumpkin kid both smiled and nodded, how can anyone say no to Halloween candy.

"Alrighty, give me one second."

With that, Prometheus went back into the house. She went over to her pantry and pulled out one of the unopened bags of mixed Halloween candy she had. She walked back to the opened front door and handed them the bag.

"Here ya go," Prometheus said, handing the bag to them, "That should be a good load of candy for you guys. Happy late Halloween!"

"Oh thank you so much," Skid said, holding onto the candy bag.

"Yeah thank you Miniature Painting Lady," Pump said.

"You're both very welcome, you two be safe alright."

"We will."

The boys then left and went off on their own way and waved goodbye to Prometheus. She waved goodbye back and closed the door, she then remembered she was gonna check upstairs for the source of that sound. Prometheus turned around and went upstairs, she checked most of the rooms and found nothing. She went into her art and miniature room and was greeted by a large man on all fours on the floor of the room, she recognized the large sweater and red horns the man had on.

"Bob?" Prometheus asked, slowly approaching the man.

"Ah … Prometheus?" The man asked and turned around. The makeup was smearing to show his skin, but she still remembered how exactly he looked last night that's for sure.

"Bob it is you! What are you doing in my house?"

"Oh … So, this here is yer lil' place?" He asked.

"Well yeah. This is just my art and miniature room but still part of the house." She answered.

"Art and miniatures, eh?" Bob echoed, trying to get up.

As Bob got on one foot, he stumbled and got back on all fours again. Prometheus hurried over to help, she then noticed a wet feeling on his sleeve as she placed a hand on it. Prometheus pulled it back and saw that it was blood, she just didn't know if it was his or someone else's. She then helped Bob sit up so she can have a better look.

"What happened to you?" She asked, surprisingly concerned for him (considering the events of the night before).

"I got into a fender-bender with a creature, some kinda fox-creature I couldn't tell. It had a few extra tails then I've seen in my lifetime but damn it was feisty, lemme say. Maybe that's one of da thangs that cult guy warned me with summoning strange creatures." Bob explained, taking off his sweater and setting it in an empty box Prometheus had.

"A multi-tailed fox?" Prometheus asked, growing very interested now, "A cult summoned a kitsune?"

"A kit-whatiye?" Bob asked.

"A kitsune, it's a multi-tailed fox in Japanese mythology. It's known for shapeshifting and being mischievous to downright evil at times. It's part of the general group of Japanese shapeshifters called Obake." She explained.

She then hurried downstairs to grab a book, she went back up and flipped to the right page. Prometheus then turned the book over to Bob to look at the picture of the creature. Bob had a good look and nodded.

"Well look at that," Bob said, amazed by her monster knowledge as well, "Yah also have a good bulk of monster knowledge as well."

"Well, I also have a large passion for monsters as well," Prometheus said.

Bob chuckled and looked at his arms, the wounds still looked very fresh with the blood pooling up and dripping down off his arm and onto his pants. Prometheus looked at his arms and then his back, Bob's back managed to get some claw marks on his back. The wounds didn't look as severe as they seem, but blood still oozed out.

"Well shit … We gotta get you cleaned up," She said and began helping Bob get up.

"Well ain't yah a sweet lil' lamb," Bob said, getting up and grateful for her help, "After what happened last night, yer willin' to help me get better."

"You spared my life so it's the least I can do. And besides, even a cannibal shouldn't have to have these wounds from a shapeshifter."

He smiled and leaned on her for support. Fortunately, she had a bit of strength in her upper body from her previous work experiences (two different retail stores) and her tail also grew to help support the man's weight as they walked to the bathroom. Prometheus opened the bathroom door and made sure the toilet lid was down before having Bob sit down, the cannibal sat down and let Prometheus gather up everything she needed. A small first aid kit, a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, and a washcloth; Prometheus then got to work. She started by taking off the horns and peeling off a bald cap and placed them on the side, she then ran some warm water from the bath and got the washcloth wet alongside applying a small amount of soap onto it and rubbed it on Bob's face. She was extra careful to not get anything in his eyes while also getting the face paint off, she succeeded and got a good look at his face; Prometheus took it all in, his black hair and some facial hair on his chin. She then asked Bob to take off his undershirt to see the back wounds better, Bob complied and tossed the shirt off to the side. Prometheus took note of his heavier build but was ultimately dashed by the body hair he had on his chest and belly, she started to get heated taking the sight of everything in and turned pink with a blush. Once she realized what she was feeling, she shook her head to get back into her task and got back to work.

Prometheus got a cotton pad and poured some of the hydrogen peroxide onto it. She looked at his arm and took note of how the wound wasn't as deep as she feared but still had one concern about the burn. She gulped and looked at Bob.

"Now Bob," she began, "This is gonna burn but please don't do anything drastic or crazy, okay?"

Bob nodded, which gave Prometheus a great amount of relief. She then put the pad on the wound, Bob wrenched a bit but kept to his word and have that be the only thing he did. Prometheus continued to clean the wounds on his arms and then had Bob turn around so she can clean the wounds on his back, Bob turned around and let her finish up with the cleaning. Once the wounds were cleaned, she placed two bandages on his back and then bandaged and wrapped up the wounds on his arms.

"And there you are. These should heal up to a scab in a day or two." Prometheus said.

"Well I appreciate it lil' lamb," Bob said, "Yah really did me a favor helpin' me get all stitched up."

"Of course, don't want those to get infected now, do we?" Prometheus said.

She washed and dried her hands and checked the time on her phone. It was 11:26 pm, she was glad to have the next two days off from work but now she had to think of something to do. She has an escaped cannibal in her home and then he was saying something about a kitsune that a cult had summoned, that was worrying because she didn't want him killed by the Obake. So, she had one solution that Bob might be okay with.

"Hey Bob, I'm not sure how you'd feel about it but if you want … For the next two days, you can stay here. If you want, that is."

Bob was surprised with her offer but thought about it for a bit. He figured it wouldn't hurt, plus it would give him time to heal up and get to know this woman better as well.

"Well I would like that a lot lil' lady," Bob said, accepting her offer.

"Wonderful," She said, "I'll just find you some sleepwear for the next two nights."

Bob smiled as she left the bathroom. He still couldn't believe she went through all that trouble to make sure he was all okay, after how the night before went but he was still grateful, nonetheless. He then got up and followed her to get some sleep clothes.

Chapter 6: Sleeping Arrangements and Learning a Bit More

"Alright, and here we are!"

Prometheus had found a pretty large metal band t-shirt and some fluffy sweatpants Bob could use for his time staying with her. She then handed the clothes to Bob and he went to the bathroom to try them on. Moments later, Bob came back with the sleepwear fitting with no issues.

"Well don't you look like a big ol' doll," Prometheus said, just finished changing into her sleepwear (which is just a video game tank-top and a pair of soft shorts).

"Well yer lookin' pretty comfy yerself," Bob replied, "By the way, what's this band on the shirt?"

"Gwar," Prometheus said, "They're a really awesome metal band, gotta have you listen to their music before you leave."

Bob nodded and took a moment to look at her arms. One of her arms had a notable tattoo on it; on her right arm on her shoulder more specifically. It was a chrysalis with a limbed worm with wings and eye stocks. Bob got closer to her to get a better look and what he was seeing was correct.

"Hey, mind tellin' me what this lil' piece of body art is?" Bob asked, pointing at her right shoulder.

"Oh this?" Prometheus asked, pointing at her shoulder, "It's the symbol for Metamorphious. All the Alchemic deities have their own symbols and Metamorphious is no exception."

Bob took note of this information, he's starting to get a bit more on how this bio-alchemy works and whatever else in relation to alchemy that the woman might know of. His fascination and interest in the woman has also grown considerably between the night before and now, he can use the next two days to get to know her more and understand what she's saying. But it seems for now, sleep was a bigger priority and a yawn from the cannibal confirmed that suspicion.

"I agree," Prometheus chuckled, "I can certainly show you a bit of bio-alchemy during your stay if you're interested."

"Oh yes please!" Bob replied, now seeing his golden opportunity to study this up close.

"Alright! Then it's agreed! But before going to bed, I had some chili fries for dinner and I really gotta finish those up real quick."

With that, the two went downstairs and finished up the chili fries. Bob found it interesting how she's all good with eating that kind of stuff, surely she can benefit from having a more properly prepared and made foods … Right? He certainly began to keep that in the back of his mind, but he was still curious about her reaction the night before.

"Uh … Hey … Prometheus …?" Bob began.

"Hmm, what is it Bob?" Prometheus asked, she began to climb up the stairs and encouraged Bob to follow her up.

"The way yah looked dizzy last night, that wasn't a sickness was it?" He then hurried up to follow her up.

"Oh that! Oh no, I wasn't sick at all. You see, being a flesh warper does have some downsides, the biggest one being that to keep up with the flesh warping my metabolism has burn food to provide all that energy, and the metabolism is very high as a result. That's why I gotta eat a lot more to balance it out; if I go too long without eating, then I get dizzy and my body would start eating the vital, organ-protecting fat and muscle in me. Therefore, with my body type and how I don't have much fat on my person, I run the risk of dying because of it."

Bob couldn't believe what she was saying, this flesh warping thing is a lot more serious than what he initially thought of it as. He realized he saved her life with making her the food … How ironic, a killer saving a life. But he was glad she pulled through after eating all that, she certainly looks thin enough to where her muscles getting consumed by her body wouldn't be too far off if she wasn't careful.

"Wow, that definitely is somethin' to remember," Bob said, "Don't want yah to run out of fuel now, do we?"

"We certainly do not."

Once they got upstairs, Prometheus went into her room and looked around. She didn't even think about the sleeping arrangements for her unexpected guest until this moment.

She turned to Bob, "Well, I didn't think about where you wanna sleep big guy. Sorry about that … The couch downstairs is yours for the taking if you want or I can arrange something else, that air mattress should be around here somewhere. But I gotta brush my teeth real quick, lemme know what your decision is when I get back."

"Alrighty." Bob said, leaving the woman to brush her teeth.

Prometheus came back and went downstairs to see if Bob was on the couch, he wasn't there. She then went back upstairs and was getting curious about where he had gone. Art and miniature room? Not there. Attic? Not there. Backyard? Nope. She went back inside and headed to her room, still wondering where the cannibal went. She opened her room door and lo and behold, Bob had gotten comfy on her bed.

"Oh hey there," Bob greeted, "Yer bed is pretty comfy, did you know that?"

"Well, yeah. But that's um … that's my bed." Prometheus said, running her fingers through her platinum blonde hair. Trying not to cause any trouble.

"Yeah? And?"

"Nothing … Nothing."

Prometheus sighed and looked at Bob and looked out, "Well, you can take the bed and I'll take the couch."

"Wait," Bob said, stopping her from leaving the room, "There's a good enough amount of room on the bed. I feel like yer able to fit with no issues."

Prometheus turned as pink as a newborn mouse at the proposal. She never thought that she would have this series of events going on after meeting the man. But in the end, she took up Bob's offer after a moment or two of thinking. The bed is admittedly more comfortable than the couch. She sighed and walked right over to the cannibal.

"Alright, that works for me," she said, "You better make sure I have room, okay?"

"I promise."

With that, she got into the bed. Thankfully she had enough room to get all comfy, she looked at the nightstand and saw her glasses were there and looked around to make sure everything was in place. Once she felt satisfied, she reached over to the remote to the fan and turned off the light.

"Night Bob." Prometheus said, turning the light off.

"Night Prometheus."

Prometheus slept for a good bit before feeling a shift in movement and a feeling of something wrapping her up. She woke up when she got pulled towards whatever it was, Prometheus found out Bob had cuddled up to her. She tried to wiggle for a bit of extra space but with no luck; Bob had tightened his grip around her as a result. Prometheus sighed and decided to accept her evening fate of being the cannibal's blood, meat, and organ-filled teddy bear. It took her a bit to get use to it but she warmed up in the end, but she was feeling something. A feeling she was missing for a while, too long in her case. Prometheus cuddled up to Bob, taking in his warmth and the feeling of his arms wrapped around her and his body close to her. Once she got comfy, Prometheus got back to sleep.

Chapter 7: Breakfast at Prometheus's

Prometheus had stirred up a bit in the bed and finally got up. The sun light shown into the room slightly but enough to not hurt her eyes, she looked around and saw that Bob wasn't in the bed.

'Strange,' she thought, 'Now where did he run off to now?'

She got out of the bed and went downstairs, maybe he left. Maybe he was on the couch. Prometheus was still trying to wake up when she caught the scent of something and it was delicious. She then hurried down into the kitchen to see Bob was cooking up something.

"Well good mornin'," Bob greeted her from the stove.

"Morning Bob," Prometheus greeted, "What are you making? It smells delicious."

"Well I just figured yah might be in the mood for a lil' French toast."

Prometheus looked over at where Bob was cooking and sure enough, she saw the eggs, cinnamon, bread, and syrup all laid about on the countertop next to the stove. The stack of French toast plated on the other countertop made her mouth water, she definitely can't wait to try them. If the burger and fries Bob cooked up for anything to go off of, then the flesh warper knew she was in for a treat. Bob then put a few on a plate and handed them to Prometheus, her tail grew and grabbed the syrup and placed it on the table. Bob looked at the appendage and noticed the scars where he bit it, it healed normally but the mark was still red and prevalent.

"Oh uh …" Bob began, "Sorry about the tail … Guess I didn't know how hard I bit into yah."

The tail then grew a hand and flicked Bob on the forehead, "It still fucking hurts, you know."

"Wow, yer still a feisty one at times. Yah don't seem like the cursin' type," Bob said, rubbing the spot on his forehead.

"Oh I can cuss," Prometheus admitted, "I just try to stay formal in public and with people I'm not all familiar with. You are okay so I don't see the issue with cussing around you."

Bob nodded with that being cleared up, he certainly is growing to like her more; she truly is proving to be a fascinating one.

"But you made the breakfast for today so I'll call it even for the tail," Prometheus said, "After all, it smells absolutely divine."

With that, she grabbed the syrup and drizzled it on the food. She started to slice it up into smaller pieces and began to eat, her mouth was amazed with how good it tasted. Prometheus then went to town on the rest and ate as if she hadn't seen food for weeks.

"Woah, easy there," Bob chuckled, amazed by how quickly she began to eat, "I understand yah gotta eat due to yer metabolism and all but don't go too fast. Don't want yah to pop."

Prometheus stopped and looked at the last few pieces on her plate, "Oh right. Sorry."

Bob went over to the stove to grab some pieces for himself and sat back down at the table. He looked at her plate and saw how much she devoured in that short span of time and even saw the tail wagging a bit as she was looking at him. Bob chuckled once again at the sight, she once again proved how adorable she can be and it seems like the breakfast was a success in her eyes (and gut).

"So I take it I did pretty well with yer food?"

"Oh damn," Prometheus said, "It was so good Bob. You certainly know how to make some grade A food, my compliments to the chef."

"Well that makes me pleased to hear. Even after all that time in prison, I still got it."

Prometheus had gotten up and grabbed a glass, she then went to the fridge and got a pitcher labelled 'tea' on it. She poured some of the contents out into the glass, put the pitcher back and returned to the table, Bob had began eating his food as she returned. Prometheus saw the last few pieces on her plate and figured just use her fingers on the last few; she grew her nails to claws and punctured the last few pieces on them. She then ate them off the said claws and sucked her fingers getting the last bits of syrup off. Prometheus realized Bob was watching her do that and wanted to laugh a bit about it.

"It's finger-licking good," she joked, earning a laugh from both herself and the cannibal.

Bob finished up his food and Prometheus finished up her tea and cleaned up the kitchen a bit. The dishes all loaded up into the dishwasher, food put away, and trash tossed out, the kitchen looked wonderful once again. Prometheus sighed as she took in the sight of the cleaned kitchen and looked up at Bob.

"Alright, with that being said and done. I'm gonna take a shower," Prometheus said, heading upstairs.

"Okay, I'll leave you to it," Bob said, just heading over to the couch and laying down on it, "Wait. Yah got somewhere to be or somethin'?"

"Oh no, I just like to get cleaned up that's all."

Bob nodded and Prometheus made her way up the stairs and got to her own things.

Chapter 8: Exposed Flesh

Bob was waiting for Prometheus to finish up upstairs for a bit and admittedly was getting impatient. He wanted to speak with her more, especially about any of the bio-alchemy the flesh warper promised the cannibal. After some thinking, he figured to go upstairs and check on her. Once he got to the second floor of the house, Bob knocked on her bedroom door and waited. Prometheus answered the door, but was topless, much to Bob's surprise.

"Oh sorry, I just wanted to see what's going on with yah," Bob said, "If yah need a shirt, I'll wait a lil' bit more."

"Oh no, it's fine. No one can see through the windows in this house and plus it's my bedroom, no one's gonna come peeping by any time soon," Prometheus reassured him.

"Oh, I see now."

"Plus, there's another reason for the shirtless-ness in my own home ..." She said.

"Why's that?" Bob asked.

Just like that, there was a loud bang nearby the neighborhood. A large amount of heckle-like spines suddenly popped out from her back, almost like a defense mechanism. Prometheus looked behind and sure enough, the spines were there.

"This is why … Don't want this to ruin my t-shirts, you know?" Prometheus said, pointing to her back.

Bob looked behind her to get a better look, it was similar to the back of a porcupine, and he watched as they wiggled about for a moment or two. Then, the spines began to burrow back into her body like worms making a burrow into the dirt. Bob watched in amazement as they did this, this flesh warper really is fascinating. Once they returned into the body, a large tattoo on Prometheus's back became visible; it was a pyramid shaped tattoo that started in the center and went up to just about where her shoulder blades ended. There were several animals Bob noted from the bottom to the top: a sea serpent, an orca, a stag of sorts, a dog, a rabbit, a bat, and topped off with a hummingbird.

"Well would'ja look at this," Bob said, "This is some mighty fine body art here on yer back."

"Oh thanks! I designed it myself and had some help from the tattoo artist to make it just right." Prometheus replied.

"This design was yer own work? I'm impressed."

"It' not much, but I'm happy with it."

Prometheus then went to her bed and laid on her belly, giving Bob a slightly better view of the tat. He walked over and looked at it from where she was. Bob ran a finger on her back, taking in the feel of her skin before directing his attention to her hair. He ruffled it up and earned a chuckle from the platinum blonde, the cannibal also got a glance at a mark, or marks of sorts, on the back of her neck.

'Must be some scars or somethin'' The cannibal thought.

He trailed back to her back; he ran a finger from the back of her head and down her spine. Bob watched as her spine reacted by following where his finger trailed, almost like a wave. Bob chuckled at the sight, but returned to his actions once he felt a lump where her tailbone is. Bob pulled the back of her pants down a bit to be greeted with a stumpy tail. Prometheus caught wind of what was happening and quickly spun around to sit on her ass, making sure to place a hand over the tail.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Prometheus yipped, not angry but clearly annoyed.

"Oh sorry, got a lil' curious," Bob apologized.

"It's alright, not every day you see a lady with a tail."

"So that tail stump, is that also somethin' from yer deity or …?"

"Oh no, it actually is a birth defect. Not a large one but a notable one," Prometheus said, "My parents never got it removed because they thought it was a sign or some shit like that. But it does make flesh warping a tail much easier."

She then grew a tail, a dragon-like tail to prove her point. It was fleshy with no scales, not even a tuff of fur. Bob sat on the bed and grabbed the tail and then proceeded to pet it, taking in the feeling and how this is something she can do. Prometheus was taking in the cannibal's touch, it really did feel nice, even if it's only her tail enjoying the feeling.

'Man, for a cannibal killer, he definitely can be careful and gentle.' Prometheus thought, taking in the sight of Bob's fascination.

"Oh Bob, if you want, I can show you some bio-alchemy in a moment," she said, remembering her promise to him.

Bob stopped petting her tail and looked at her, "Why certainly. I'd love that."

With that, they got off the bed. Prometheus tossed on a bra and t-shirt and went under her bed to pull out her alchemy materials.

"Okay Bob, it's time to begin!"

Chapter 9: Ref Sheet Intermission

Notes:

Unfortunately, it's been slow getting a new chapter in, lots have been going on. But I have some art and OC info to share ... The ref sheet photo will have to be a link to the ref I have on Tumblr, I'm sorry for the inconvenience with that but I'm struggling with how to add images to AO3

https://www.tumblr.com/emeatocannoliii/724332598438117376/spooky-month-oc-time-ive-been-stewing-on-her-for?source=share (Best I can do for getting the ref rn)

Her name is Prometheus, named after the Titan of Fire in Greek Mythology (her parents are very big into that sort of thing and figured their girl can rock that name). She works at a game shop that has all sorts of goodies, especially TTRPG stuff (She attended college for a while but found her calling at the shop). Prometheus also focuses on art stuff as well and spends time developing her own miniature and art studio in her house.

Prometheus is a bio-alchemist who worships Metamorphious, one of the two bio-alchemy deities (Metamorphious focusing on the change part of the alchemy type as well as the change in the natural world as well and both flesh warping and shapeshifting). Her patronage to the deity also gifted her the ability of flesh warping, allowing her to alter her body in any particular shape she desired. Prometheus is still practicing her shapeshifting but has a solid handle on it, but there's a kicker. Any non-human form she morphs into would look ... Incomplete, as some would say; like human skin was draped over the muscular of the non-human form (think of that one episode of Pokemon where a trainer's ditto has transforming down to the T except for its face, it's akin to that).

She's been love starved for a good while prior to meeting Bob. The cannibal spared her on account of her abilities and some of her own knowledge (much of which relates to animals/biology, monsters, and other aspects and hobbies she's invested in), he calls her his 'lamb lollipop'. The flesh warper has fallen head over heels for him and the feelings have become mutual over time with them bonding over their cult/alchemic experiences and foods

Every full moon, Prometheus takes the form of a monster that has a vast increased hunger and runs the risk of rampaging if her hunger isn't sustained (flesh warpers burn a lot of energy so they have to eat a lot or risk dying due to starvation/the body cannibalizing on itself). 

Chapter 10: Alchemy, Magic, and New Feelings

Notes:

TW: A brief bit of vomit and vomiting alongside the mention of vomit in this chapter

Prometheus began getting the mat set up and moved the stuff on top to the side. Bob watched as she got everything set up, he was curious for what she was gonna do with all this.

"So, what's gonna be the thang yer gonna do here?" Bob asked.

"Oh, nothing much," Prometheus said, "I was thinking of doing some bio-alchemy to develop a mini forest to give you a taste of what I can do with bio-alchemy."

"Well, that does sound like a nice lil' start for me," Bob replied.

"Then let's get started!"

With that, the flesh warper got to work. She started off with bring the mat out and taking some soil and making a shape with it (a simple circle with a triangle in the center), patting it to ensure it's evenly laid out. She then grabbed a silver bowl and a shot glass, setting the bowl in her lap.

"Hey Bob, you see that bottle there?" she asked, pointing to a small bottle in a bin with some jars.

"Yes."

"Can you grab that for me?"

Bob went over and grabbed the bottle and tossed it to Prometheus, her tail sprouted, and she grabbed it then bringing it to her hands and she grabbed the shot glass.

"That's syrup of ipecac, isn't it?" Bob asked, he did have a glance at the label before passing it to her.

"It is," Prometheus answered, pouring some of the bottle's contents into the glass.

"Yer not gonna …?"

"Why yes I am."

She slammed down the shot and immediately started to wretch. Her mouth filled with extra saliva, and she started gagging, soon Prometheus vomited into the bowl and worried Bob with how filled up it was. Bob was okay with handling blood and saliva but other fluids such as vomit he was admittedly uneased by to some degree. His experience in the food service industry and having food safety drilled into him played a big role as well. Prometheus was coughing and went up to the nightstand for a water bottle and took a bit into her mouth. She swished the contents around in her mouth and spat it into the bowl.

"Damn, I always hate having to do that for this," Prometheus muttered, her throat hurting after that.

"What exactly was the point of that? Yah just cause some pain and discomfort for yerself from how I saw it." Bob asked, concerned for why she did what he just witnessed.

"Nature believes that there is no waste, what's waste for one organism is energy or food for another. This falls in line with change in bio-alchemy. This particular thing requires waste from a living thing and vomit was the only one I felt most comfortable with." she explained.

Bob nodded, what she was saying does make sense. She got on her knees and poured some of the contents of the bowl into the empty parts of the soil shape and sprinkled some soil mixed with seeds on top. Bob sat down to get a better view of what she was doing as she placed dried leaves and started chanting a prayer:

'Oh Metamorphious, deity of both the flesh warpers and shapeshifters, and the Father of Change'
'I, Prometheus wish for your gifts and blessings of change on this small patch of soil and waste'
'I thank you Metamorphious and thank you for this change you will bring to this soil and this waste'
'May change continue and may the flesh warpers and shapeshifters be well in bio-alchemy'
'Praise be onto Metamorphious'

Once she finished, she set fired to the leaves. The fire raged on for a few seconds and then she got the water bottle and poured some water over it and killing the flames. Suddenly, what appeared to be grass and mushrooms started to grow from the small patch of earth and waste, Bob even caught the appearance of a flower or two budding. The cannibal certainly was having a hard time believing what he was seeing, Prometheus wasn't lying about bio-alchemy being a bit more paganist. He looked up at her with wonder and a huge smile.

"That was amazin' Prometheus," Bob said, "Yah really knew what yer doin'."

"Why thank you, first time I've been complimented on something like that." Prometheus said, feeling a bit flustered.

"Yah really are special yah know. Between that and flesh warpin', I'm glad I spared yah."

Prometheus was blushing a bit at his kind words, "You mean it? I really am special?"

"As true as the blood in yer veins."

Prometheus had to pinch herself mentally at that point, she couldn't believe the cannibal who could've and still possibly could turn her into minced meat was saying that about her and her abilities. Her heart raced a bit and started getting lost in thought; she had a partner before who would complement her like that and made her feel extremely special. He passed away due to an extremely bad virus that torn into his immune system and every other organ he had. She missed having a partner that made her feel that way and with what's going on with her and Bob … she was thinking he might be a potential new love. Prometheus snapped back to reality after hearing Bob's voice.

"Uh … Prometheus …? What should we do with the rest of this here bowl's … contents?"

"Oh right! That can be dumped down the toilet."

She raced over and grabbed the bowl, her and Bob then went to the bathroom and poured the remaining vomit down the toilet and flushed. Prometheus even had a moment to rinse out the bowl in the tub before drying it and returning it with the rest of her stuff.

"I'll clean the rest up, it'll only take a minute if you wanna head downstairs or in the art and miniature room." Prometheus said, brushing off the mat's contents into a jar.

"Sure thing, I think downstairs sounds nice." Bob said, "It'd be nice to not smell yer stomach contents."

"Oh … right. Fortunately it shouldn't take too long to air out and de-stink the upstairs area, just an open window or two and in a bit we'll be good."

"Sounds good."

Prometheus set to work with that, getting lost once again in her thoughts. She thinks Bob might be a new partner, but she's still unsure … He's a escaped cannibal and a cult member so that's not gonna be something that folks take lightly. But then again, look at what she can do, she's certain folks won't take lightly to her being a flesh warper and shapeshifter-to-be. So with that, her feelings about Bob began to wonder, then heard his voice again.

"Oh hey Prometheus … Can I ask fer one faver?"

"Sure, what's that?"

"Can you please brush yer teeth when yer done. Vomit breath is the last thing I wanna smell today."

"Will do Bob!"

Chapter 11: Brain Games and Memories

Notes:

Me again! Also for a bit of a heads up, some of my head canons for Bob will be sprinkled in from this point forward. Think I'll make that it's own thing

Prometheus and Bob were downstairs, sitting on the couch and watching a science trivia game show. The smell of vomit had finally dissipated from upstairs and were just focused on the TV.

"And for this next question," The game show host began, "What is a species of fish that can change from female to male under certain conditions?"

"Oh! A blue-headed wrasse!" Prometheus answered.

"A blue-headed wrasse?" A Burnette contestant answered.

"Correct! That question was worth $300, making your score $1200."

"Very nice," Bob said, amazed with the fact she got that right, "They really did teach yah well in college."

"Why thank you! I focused on animal sciences so that's why."

The show then went into one of the human anatomy questions, this gained Bob's attention once the category was mentioned.

"For this question, name the three types of muscles in the human body and provide an example of each." The host explained.

Bob looked over at the flesh warper, a little drool pooling the side of his mouth, and the back to the TV, "Skeletal muscle, found in the muscles of the arms and legs. Smooth muscle, found in organs like the stomach and uterus. And cardiac muscle, found only in the heart."

"Um … Well there's the skeletal muscles, there's in the limbs right? Then there's smooth muscles, that's like the digestive system organs. And uh …" The gray-haired contestant was clearly struggling.

The buzzer rang out, he ran out of time to answer.

"Ooooo! I'm sorry, looks like you got timed out. The correct answers are the skeletal muscles, which are in the arms and leg muscles. The smooth muscles which are found in these organs."

The screen listed out a lot of organs, both the stomach and the uterus were both on that list.

"And then the cardiac muscles, found only in the heart. Now since you've answered a few correct, we'll let you have half the money the question was worth. You get $150, which makes your new score $850."

"Wow, you sure got brains with anatomy stuff Bob," Prometheus said.

"Well being a cannibal does help with that kinda thing," Bob replied, smirking as he spoke.

The show went on for a good while and then came the last question for the episode. Bob and Prometheus focused on the screen to see what was gonna come up. It was a disease related question.

"Explain how the opossum is able to be rarely affected by the rabies virus."

"That's easy." the flesh warper said.

"Well rabies can affect all kinds of mammals, includin' humans. How exactly can they not get the virus or have a slim chance?" Bob asked, scratching his head.

"It's the opossum's body temperature. Opossums have a lower body temperature when compared to other mammals, that makes the rabies virus unable to survive. With a cold body temperature, the virus can't thrive; thus, the opossums can rarely get rabies. Sure there is a chance it can catch it but you have far higher chances of getting it from a skunk or stray cat or dog than an opossum."

Bob was once again amazed by her knowledge, domesticated animals he had some familiarity with but wild animals were a whole different ballpark for him, especially the more obscure ones. He turned his attention back to the TV where the contestant gave a similar answer to what Prometheus said.

"That is correct, you get $500, making your final total $1800." The game show host concluded.

"Well color me impressed," Bob said, "Yah really did focus on animal knowledge for yer studies. I remember havin' some experience with cattle, pigs, and even a lamb or two, like raisin' them and butcherin' them for food but nothing to that extent."

"Really?" Prometheus asked, turning her attention to Bob rather than the TV, "Were there other animals you raised alongside those?"

"Well uh, lemme see," Bob was recollecting his memories, "Well we did have some chickens and ducks at one point, they were fun to have waddlin' about. Not as good meat unlike with cattle and pigs but yah can still make somethin' delicious with the right stuff. Oh! We had some rabbits too."

Prometheus was an awe, she had gone to a farm when she was little but she couldn't remember too much. Hearing Bob share about his experiences raising those kinds of animals definitely was of interest.

"You even had rabbits!" the flesh warper said, extra excitingly, "Were they just pets or did you cook them up? I know you can eat rabbit and Germany is a country that has rabbit dishes, especially for Easter."

"Yer exactly right about that bit about Germany and rabbit meat. But I can't remember too well, if anythin' they were nothin' but pets. If anyone wanted a pet bunny, then they can have one or two of 'em. Rabbit meat dishes weren't in extremely high demand but we had rabbit here and there, pretty good. Very lean too."

"What about goats? You had sheep but what about a goat?"

"Believe it or not, goats were a critter we didn't have, my folks and I. That and horses, we prioritized havin' the critters we can make meals out of more than anythin' else." Bob admitted, "Although, I'd be lyin' if I said havin' a goat would be cool. They can give milk and meat, so there is that."

The flesh warper was amazed once again by the cannibal, he got him to talk about a bit of his past; this certainly seems to show he's comfortable around her just as she has grown comfortable around him in her eyes. She moved closer to him on the couch, he didn't pay much mind to it, though. He had his hand running through his black hair, seeming to try and remember something else.

"I think there was a dog that wandered around the place when I was a small boy. Uh … I think Rover. No, not Rover … Oh! Poppy! Poppy the red lab! She was a sweetheart, lemme tell yah. Probably as sweet as yah," Bob continued, his memory was jogging for a bit.

"Poppy," Prometheus said, "She sounds like she truly was a sweet girl."

"And that she was. Never got into trouble, never snapped or growled at me. Hell, even Momma's flower beds were spared."

Bob stopped and turned towards Prometheus, he then nudged her back a bit before kicking his feet up and laid down on the couch. He then yawned and quickly grabbed Prometheus and had her lay down with him, this earned a laugh out of Bob for the flesh warper's surprised face and then from Prometheus herself while she got comfortable.

"Yah know Prometheus," Bob began, "Yah definitely need a nickname from me."

"Oh yeah! A nickname sounds nice," she said, "What exactly do you have in mind?"

"Well …" he began. He looked down at her and yawned, "I think Lamb Lollipop would work fer yah."

"Lamb Lollipop?"

"Think of it as one of them fancy ass double entendre things. Yah got meat on yah but at the same time yer as sweet as a cookie fer big ol' me. Hell, yah even are as gentle as a lamb from how yah normally are."

"Oh! I certainly see now," Prometheus said, "I like it!"

"Well I'm glad."

With that, Bob had drifted off to sleep on the couch, the flesh warper still cuddled up to him. Prometheus smiled and fell asleep right after. Answering all those triva questions was certainly tiring work for the two of them.

Chapter 12: Of Miniatures and Pained Hearts

Notes:

Well damn, so far probably my longest chapter so far. But I'm proud of how it came out, so, there's that. No matter the case, enjoy the chapter

The pair were in the art and miniatures room, Bob got curious about some of her figures and wanted to learn more. Prometheus was chatting and rambling her heart out for each miniature, both books and cards open and laying about and everything.

"And this here is a Spoilpox Scrivener," She said, holding up a miniature, "I love the design, and, in the lore, they're especially focused on recording the number of units in the Nurgle army, including any new Nurglings."

Bob was nodding along with what she was saying. He was trying to wrap his head around all this but he's really enjoying seeing how happy the flesh warper was with these little plastic statues.

"Ah, I see," Bob said, "And what about this lil' one?" He held up a particular one with a tentacle and a bunch of bells.

"That is one of the putrid blightkings," she answered, "Nurgle's foot soldiers. They're pretty heavy hitters in the game, and that one is the musician."

Bob rotated the miniature a bit and really took it all in, all the bells that were present on the character caught his attention. He also noticed the paint wasn't originally on it, but instead painted on.

"Did'ja paint these yerself, Lamb Lollipop?"

"Oh, yes. Yes, I have. You like it."

"Yah certainly did a wonderful job with all dem details and colors. Yah got skills in the arts; I'll give yah that."

Prometheus was blushing a bit and rubbing her neck, "Well thank you. It ain't easy but the results are worth it."

The cannibal chuckled a bit at her reaction, she may have brains and creativity, but she gets flustered just so easily. Bob couldn't stop thinking about how adorable she is, almost like she's nothing more than a puppy in a human costume. He got up and put the miniature back, he then walked over towards her desk and saw a small picture frame on it. Bob grabbed it and observed the photo, it was Prometheus when she was younger and with another person, a man right by her side.

"Hey Lamb Lollipop," Bob said, holding the picture her way and pointing at the male in the photo, "Who's this fella right here?"

Prometheus walked over to him, and he handed her the picture frame, "That was a former boyfriend of mine. Thomas if I remember right."

"I see. What happened? Did he break yer heart or somethin'? Hope yah don't mind but I wanna know."

"No, nothing of the sorts. He died from some sort of disease, the doctors said is caused havoc on his organs and shutting them down like it was nothing."

Bob couldn't help but feel for the flesh warper, the tone in her voice was hinting that she was gonna cry. He gathered that she really did love him while he was alive and to have him be taken like that, it couldn't have been easy to go through.

"It's been a few years since it all happened but sometimes, I still wonder if I could've done something to help," Prometheus said, tears pooling up, "Thomas, I hope you're alright in the afterlife. Whichever that might be."

She started sniffling a bit and placed the picture face down on the desk. The flesh warper stretched out her arm and placed her palm on the wall next to the desk for support, then she began to cry. Bob ran his fingers through his black hair, trying to figure out how to help her; the cannibal would be lying if he said he didn't feel bad for her.

"I mean, I sure you might understand," she suddenly spoke, "I know you're a cannibal in all with a body count to your name but surely you've gone through grief, right?"

Bob thought for a bit before he spoke, "I remember once. My grandpa had passed, and it was especially hard on me. He helped get me into werkin' with meat and cookin' alongside my momma and poppa. Grandpa was a good man, barely a year from leavin' high school when he passed. I'd be lyin' through mah teeth if I said that didn't fuck me up for a while."

Bob walked over towards the woman, keeping a bit of space to not invade her space entirely but still close enough to hear if she was crying or not. She had stopped crying and was sniffling, Prometheus turned around to face the cannibal, her eyes red and her face drenched in tears. But her eyes still showed sympathy for Bob and what he mentioned of his grandfather.

"You lost your grandpa?" Prometheus asked, making sure she heard him right.

Bob just nodded.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry. I just hope he's resting easily."

"I'm sure he is," Bob replied, "He died of old age, and he lived quite a life, I tell you. All the stories and recipes he'd share with me, I'm bettin' that I still remember a recipe for his peach cobbler that yah'd like."

"Well, I'd be damned, I'd bet he'd be happy to know you're still keeping his food legacy alive," the flesh warper said, wiping her eyes.

"Yeah, I'd like to reckon that. The cannibal murderin' shit of course he wouldn't like but at least his grandson is keeping his recipes alive and well."

Prometheus chuckled, "No one would be happy about the cannibal murdering shit."

"I know!" Bob answered defensively, "But enough of that. I might have to search mah home again for the recipe book he made me. That was a birthday gift he made when I was 16, one of the books I've kept to this day."

Prometheus was interested in his offer; the French toast was especially good so she wanted to see how the other recipes would hold up. Her feelings towards him were making themselves known to her but she didn't say anything, all she knew was that he would certainly work for being her new lover, especially with seeing how he's been treating her since sparing her and feeding her that Boys n' Grills food. Bob got closer to her and wiped her tears away, he's grateful that she calmed down now.

"There yah are," he said, holding her chin a bit and looking at her face, "I just realized somethin'. Yer eyes really are beautiful Lamb Lollipop."

The flesh warper stretched her legs to match his height, standing on the front of her foot almost raptor-like and pulled him into a hug. Bob was surprised for a moment but hugged her back while petting her hair, she nuzzled into his sweater and neck as he did so. Prometheus felt internal love and overall happiness from all this, she truly missed having an embraced like this from a partner and knowing what Bob is capable of, she felt safe (a bit ironic knowing the cannibal-murderer shit he'd be up to). They stayed that way for a bit before pulling away, the flesh warper being in a far better state now.

"So," Bob began, "If yer former love has passed on, have yah thought of gettin' a new partner? Hopefully it's not comin' off as invasive or rude or anythin', I'm just curious."

Prometheus blushed, "Well, recently I've been giving it some thought. Haven't made anything final yet but I have my eye on someone."

"Well, there yah go, does no good to dwell on that kinda pain."

"You're certainly right. Thomas would've wanted me to be happy too."

"Alrighty, yer on the right track now Lamb Lollipop. I bet whoever it is will be lucky to have yah." Bob concluded.

"Yeah, without a doubt," She replied blushing.

Bob smiled and started to head towards the door, "I think that'll be it fer the miniature lessons today. I'm famished."

Prometheus looked at her phone, sure enough it was 19:05. Dinner hasn't been on her mind, so Bob had made a good call with that. She walked over towards him as he left the room.

"Whad'ja say to some pulled pork?" Bob asked.

"Oh 100%!" Prometheus responded.

"Alright, any sides yah fancy?"

"Hmmm … How about mac n cheese? That sounds good to me."

"Then mac n cheese it shall be. I'll get started with everythin' and you can help too." Bob concluded.

"Okay, I'll be down in a moment. I just need a moment." Prometheus agreed.

"Alrighty, no worries."

With that, he went down the stairs to get things started. Prometheus went back to her desk and flipped the picture up, looking at it one more time. She went to the door and looked back one more time.

"It's alright Thomas," Prometheus said, looking up at the roof, "I'll be alright, I found a new potential partner who makes me happy. I hope he feels the same."

She turned off the light and closed the door, once that was done she hurried down the stairs and into the kitchen to help Bob out with the evening meal. Prometheus had two things on her mind now: the first being if the cannibal shares her feelings into being more or if she was thinking way too into this. The second thing being is the peach cobbler Bob told her about, that actually sounded very delicious after pulled pork and mac n cheese.

Chapter 13: Injury of the Organs

Summary:

CW: Exposed organs and description of barbed wire injuries

"Well I 'otta say Lamb Lollipop," Bob said, "That certainly was mighty tasty if I may say."

"Of course," Prometheus agreed.

The flesh warper proceeded to belch, the meal was a major success by that metric. The duo cleaned up the kitchen and put away any leftovers after eating and got ready for bed. Bob dawned the makeshift PJs Prometheus provided him and was in the room with Prometheus, who was admiring her back tattoo with a mirror.

"You know," She said, getting Bob's attention, "It's been a good while since I've had this piece and I love it each and every time I see it."

"It really is stunnin'," Bob chimed in, "Surprised yah had any ink. But it works fer yah."

The flesh warper sat on the bed with her PJ shirt in hand, Bob was more use to seeing her topless, he had seen corpse in the nude or with minimal clothing but this was different in a way. He looked at her and took her appearance in, she looked so fragile despite her abilities but also can stand up for herself when she needs to. Prometheus was like a deer in a way with that logic, a sorta magical body horror deer at that.

The flesh warper then yawned and laid down on the bed, her breasts and stomach facing the ceiling. Bob continued to take in the sight and began drooling at the thought of her muscles and organs and how much of a tasty meal she could've been; he's honoring his word by sparing her life but he can't seem to help but want to get a better look.

"Uh … Hey Prometheus …" Bob began, "Yah know … I'm thinkin', can yah do somethin' with yer flesh warpin' that'll show yer innards?"

Prometheus thought this was strange at first but then thought that he was curious about how organs get affected, "Of course. Organs are especially malleable during the flesh warping process, and having them displayed out of my body or with an opening to them is no exception."

Prometheus then sat up and took in a big breath of air. A slit then appeared on her gut and opened up like a ripened exotic fruit. Her organs were in full display for the cannibal and Bob wasted no time getting closer for a better look, taking in how they moved about and how the smell was. Bob reached his hand to the opening and touched her intestines, Prometheus jumped a bit but calmed down. He stuck his hand in again and Prometheus didn't jump and took in the feeling; it felt very weird but not painful, it even felt a bit like a massage in a weird way. Her eyes closed as he continued, Bob's hands traveled higher up into her body cavity until he felt an organ pressed against bone. It was Prometheus' lung, she wheezed and yelped with the pain; her torso produced large teeth, causing Bob to quickly pull out his hand before it snapped closed. The cavity opened back up but the flesh warper was breathing heavily and rubbing her chest.

"Damn! Got a bit carried away there, didn't you?"

"Sorry Lamb Lollipop, didn't think of the lungs," Bob apologized.

"It's alright, just be careful okay?" Prometheus asked.

Bob nodded, a little drool now pooled up at the side of his mouth. She opened up the cavity again and Bob moved close, making sure to be careful this time around. The cannibal just looked at the organs this time around, just watching the organs do their thing; his gaze turned to the lower organs and noticed her reproductive bits. They were how they should be but there was one, or two, things missing: her fallopian tubes. He looked back up at the flesh warper, curious as to how that was the case.

"Hey Promethues," he began, "I think yah got somethin' missin' with yer lady bits."

Promethues looked down and put two and two together, "Oh! My lack of fallopian tubes … Yeah that was partially accident related."

Bob's eyes widened a bit at this revalation, he didn't think she could get into any problem with her flesh warping, "An accident? What exactly happened Lamb Lollipop?"

She sighed and explained, "When I was getting the hang of flesh warping, I had warped into the form of a large goat creature and was getting comfortable moving about and utilizing the form to the fullest and just experimenting. I had gone into a pasture, not doing anything, just wandering about and exploring the surroundings. The pasture was empty and thought I had nothing to worry about, that was until I heard some shouting. I'm guessing a hunter or something, I can't remember but I remember just booking it once I knew the person was close. I didn't see a barbed wired and I got tangled in it after running into it. I felt a sharp strong pain in my abdomen and I remember seeing blood on the wire, I must've struggled enough to have it cut through the abdomen and what I would later find out into my tubes. Thankfully I escaped and didn't have to deal with the hunter but after turning back, I realized just how severe the injury was. I had summoned Metamorphious and explained my situation to him, he took me to the nearest hospital and got me in the ER right away. After everything settled, the doctors and surgeon explained they had to remove the tubes because of how severe the damage to them was and how that was all they could do in regards to the pair of organs; the opened wound that lead to the tubes getting damaged was stitched up as well. After healing and all the medical bills with insurance I had to deal with, I recovered and learned to be as careful as I can from that point forward."

Bob couldn't believe what he was hearing, the cannibal never thought that she had already had a brush with something so dangerous and could've ended her life had it not been for her deity. Without a second thought, he pulled her into a tight hug, much to the flesh warper's surprise. Prometheus returned the hug and nuzzled into his night shirt, that feeling of safety rushed through her once again and the warmth of the man felling good on her bare torso. She warped up a tail and wrapped it around Bob's lower torso and her own. He was at first surprised by this but didn't mind it once he knew it was her tail, Bob then began rubbing her tail.

"Yah know, it's certainly crazy," Bob said, after a bit of silence, "I never thought I start carin' about a person this much. Let alone a person with yer abilities."

"Really?" Prometheus asked, her eyes lighting up as he said that, "Yeah, it's not everyday that a flesh warper enters your life."

Bob chuckled, "Yer right. I am fascinated with yah and the more I learn about yah, the more I'm starting to care about yah."

Bob ended the hug and wanted to get up, Prometheus caught wind of this and warped her tail back to it's original stump. They both got off the bed, Prometheus then slipped on her sleep shirt and looked back up at Bob. He chuckled and did something a bit unexpected, Bob gave her a small kiss on top of her head. Prometheus's eyes widened and was smiling wide, a yawn from her broke the moment and gave off the signal that it was time to sleep. The pair then got into the bed and got all settled in for the night.

Chapter 14: A Little Help from a New Friend

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A Day Later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Prometheus was focusing at work, or trying to focus as much as she could that day. She had a lot on her mind in regards to Bob and her feelings towards him: wanting to know when to tell him, giving it time, or what. Her mind was backed up with these thoughts to the point her co-workers were starting to notice. Her manager approached her as she was restocking some board games they got in during her two days off.

"Hey Prometheus," her manager said, "Can I see you in my office for a second?"

Prometheus nodded and followed him into the office. She sat down right across from him as he took his seat.

"How are you doing today?"

"I'm doing alright so far. Is there something you wish to speak with me about?"

"Yes but you're not in any sort of trouble, just making that clear," he began, " I want to know if everything is alright at home. I noticed when you got back in today, you seemed to not be as focused and caring as you usually are. On top of that, some of your co-workers have asked about you today."

"Oh that," she replied, "Oh yeah, nothing serious is going on. It's just I've met someone and I've had a lot of thoughts on my mind about him, admittedly distracting if you're about to ask. I'm sorry that it's been affecting my work performance today."

"I understand, well that's honestly all I want to know. I appreciate you taking the time to discuss this with me, you can return to the task you were doing now."

Prometheus nodded and made her way to the door.

"Oh hey, one more thing." Prometheus turned around once her manager said that.

"Next week, the District Manager will be showing up. So please, for that week, dress formally without your choker and jacket."

"I understand and I will do that," she replied.

"Thank you. Now you may be on your way."

Prometheus left the office and two of her co-workers were waiting for her, a man with chocolate brown hair cut to the shoulders named Archie and a woman with long, curly blonde hair named Sally. They came up to Prometheus with concern.

"Hey Prometheus, is everything alright?" Sally asked.

"Yeah, we were a bit concerned with how you were acting so far today," Archie added.

"It's alright guys, nothing serious has happened," she began, "It's just … I met a man sometime ago and we've been getting to know each other … and I … I think I'm in love with …"

The two co-workers smiled at this news, they're happy to hear this.

"Oh how wonderful! This is great news!" Archie cheered.

"Yes so wonderful," Sally added, "You've told us about Thomas and what happened to him, it hurt you a lot and we're happy that you've found someone for your heart."

"Yeah … Thanks guy …" Prometheus said, smiling weakly.

She appreciated the fact that they care for her but she didn't want them to be super involved in this, especially with the details of her new love being a cannibal with cult ties and her flesh warping being outed to the general public. The flesh warper just wants to keep this to herself.

"Um … Hey guys," She began, "If you guys don't mind, I wish to not make this a big deal about this. I would like to keep all of that to myself, I just need to figure this out for myself."

Archie and Sally nodded. They understood the nature of this and will respect her wishes of leaving this for herself.

"Alright, we will," Sally said.

"Yeah, we understand," Archie added.

"Thank you guys. Now, last I checked, we still have some board games to put up."

They remembered that task and nodded. Sally and Archie got back to their side of the store to their task and Prometheus went back to hers and continued her work.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~That Afternoon~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A white van drove around the road, the man inside looking around the area and brushed something off his cyan shirt. He saw Prometheus leaning on a large tree, the man never saw the woman before and was wondering what she was up to.

The flesh warper saw the white van park right across from her and the side doors opened up. The man inside sat on the floor of the vehicle and caught her attention.

"Hey there," he began, "I don't think I've seen you around here."

"Oh, hello," Prometheus said, "Yeah I don't think we've met."

"I'm Frank," The cyan shirt man introduced.

"I'm Prometheus," she replied.

"Well Prometheus is an interesting name," Frank said, "I can't remember hearing that for a woman's name."

"Yeah, my parents are really into mythology."

Frank nodded, "Well what are you doing out here under that tree?"

"I have things on my mind is all."

"I see. Anything that you need help with?"

"Well you see, I lost my first boyfriend a few years ago and haven't fallen in love since. But now another man has entered my life and I have gotten to know him quite a bit and I'm certainly in love with him. The thing is I don't know if he feels the same or when to tell him."

Frank just nodded, it certainly sounded like she has a lot to think about. Frank doesn't have too much of a good call for what she should do. But he figured the least he can do was offer whatever good advice on the matter that he had.

"Well I'm no romance expert but I say give it some more time. I wouldn't rush into it and to the question to when will be the right time to tell him, the best I can say is … You'll know." Frank explained.

"I gotta say, you're right," Prometheus said, feeling much more confident at this point, "Well Frank, thank you for the advice."

"Glad I can help," he replied, "Oh and before you go. I got a candy bar you can have."

The man then went into the van and returned with the promised candy bar. The flesh warper walked up and grabbed the candy bar.

"Thank you Frank, your advice and the candy bar will help." She said, unwrapping the candy bar, "After all, not everyday that someone wins the heart of a flesh warper."

"Flesh warper?" Frank asked.

"Oh yeah, well, the man I love knows I'm a flesh warper and … You can keep a secret right?" Prometheus asked.

"I sure can."

"Good, because the last thing I need is for the town knowing I'm a flesh warper. I can pretty much alter my body to grand degrees, I can also shapeshift but I need to practice that some more."

Prometheus the elongated her jaw to an almost draconic shape with vast amounts of teeth, she then popped the candy bar into her mouth and chew it twice and swallowed. Frank was stunned by this revelation, she seemed like she wasn't gonna hurt him so he didn't have that to worry about.

"Well that certainly is fascinating, remind me not to mess with you." Frank said.

"You're all good, I don't use flesh warping for harm anyways. If anything, self defense is a big one. Well, see ya!" Prometheus said, waving goodbye.

"Well goodbye, nice getting to know you." Frank said, waving back.

Skid and Pump then came up to the van in which Frank greeted the two. The boys wanted to go to the candy store, they got in the van and they drove away. The boys saw Prometheus and waved her way, she waved back before losing sight of them. Once they were gone, the flesh warper walked back home. She opened the door and saw Bob on the couch, the flesh warper smiled and sat next to him.

"Hey Lamb Lollipop," Bob said, watching as she sat down.

"Hey Bob," Prometheus said.

"Long day today?"

"Kinda, I met someone who helped me make sense of some things. But it was solid."

"Well that's good." Bob said.

Prometheus leaned into Bob, he's watching a cooking show (something about a cream dessert) and held onto his arm. Bob took notice and leaned his head onto hers. The flesh warper smiled and continued watching the show with the cannibal. Frank's advice seemed to ring true, taking time before telling Bob how she feels. This will work out, this will work out.

Chapter 15: Conversing with Metamorphious

Prometheus had gotten her alchemy mat out with everything she needed to summon Metamorphious. She had done her usual preparations and had just finished reciting her verses. Smoke began to form and the shape of her deity became more apparent, her bedroom door suddenly opened up and Bob then followed, much to her surprise.

"Hey there Lamb Lollipop!" Bob greeted, "Yer back door was unlocked and I figured I'd come by and see yah."

"Oh! Hey Bob!" Prometheus said, "It's great to see you but I don't think now is a good time to be in the room"

"Why's that? Somethin' going on?"

"Well, it's … Metamorphious …"

The cannibal was confused at first but turned around to see the sand-green deity sitting on the floor of her room. It looked at Bob, taking in the sight of the man; to say Bob was concerned was saying something. Humans were one thing but this is a god that Prometheus had spoken of on several occasions, and you can't really do much against a god. Prometheus hurried in front of Bob, facing Metamorphious and gave Bob a chance for getting some distance between him and the deity. He then saw the two begin to talk with each other. The cannibal tried to understand what was going on but he couldn't, the pair were speaking in a language that sounds like a dialect of Latin.

Metamorphious then points at Bob with Prometheus nodding, the deity wasting no time hurrying towards him. He said something to the flesh warper and she replied with another thing, shaking her head 'no'. Metamorphious nodded and placed a middle finger on top of Bob's head and placed his other middle finger in his mouth, popping it out with saliva slicking it. Before Bob could process what's happening, the finger swiped across his eyes with quick speed, kinda stinging a bit and leaving a lot of slick saliva on Bob's face.

Bob quickly began rubbing his eyes, "GAAAHHH! What the hell was that about!?"

"Well he didn't take it well," Metamorphious said, rubbing his neck, "The Alchemic Language Translation Ritual usually doesn't invoke that sort of reaction."

"You didn't let me warn him!" Prometheus said, understandably angry with the deity.

Bob stopped rubbing his eyes after now being able to hear the duo. He looked up at the deity and then back to the flesh warper, making sure it was just them in the room.

"Wait, I can understand y'all now?" Bob asked, confused by the sudden events.

"Yep, that was the translation ritual!" Metamorphious said, looking proud of himself, "Glad it still works after all this time."

Prometheus, still annoyed with Metamorphious, explained, "It's a ritual I never thought I'd see. But it is an old translation ritual; Alchemic Latin is something that is learned and gained for following an Alchemic Deity like Metamorphious, for example. For people who don't follow and Alchemic Deity, like yourself, they obviously don't have this ability and thus, have this ritual be something for translation. But fortunately, once you go through it, you don't have to go through it again. You understand Alchemic Latin for the rest of your days."

Bob, seeming relieved but still a bit on edge, with Prometheus at his side in all this but he wasn't too sure how long that would last with a creature like this.

"Anyways," Metamorphious began, "You're the cannibal Prometheus has spoken to me about? Certainly a bit plumper than I expected."

"Hey!" Bob griped.

"Well no matter. It certainly is nice seeing another human, I've grown curious about you since your flesh warper friend here informed me that you spared her life."

"Yep, that I did."

"I'm very grateful for your decision. She's possibly one of the last flesh warper that I'm aware of and I couldn't imagine anything happening to her." Metamorphious said.

"The last?" Bob asked, "There aren't any others like her?"

"Nope," Prometheus spoke, looking a bit glum at the fact.

Bob took everything in: the fact he's face-to-face with an Alchemic Deity and understanding him, realizing Prometheus was most likely the last of the flesh warpers, and thinking about what this would mean for his own relations with the cult. He shook his head and looked back up at Metamorphious. The skull-faced deity tilted his head like a dog trying to understand what he is going to say next.

"So, lemme get this all straight," he began, "Prometheus right there is possibly the last flesh warper following yer teachin's?"

"Yes."

"And there aren't any others that yer aware of?"

"No. There might be more in a Scandinavian country or two but I haven't sensed anything that would be related to MY teachings specifically."

Bob sighed and looked back at the flesh warper, her eyes were taking in the scene before her. She seemed to also look concerned, almost as if she was worried the deity will lash out at the cannibal. Fortunately, that was not the case; the scare from when Bob first came into her room as soon as Metamorphious was summoned was still there but has eased up by now.

"Look," Bob spoke, "I dunno what kinda shit yah think I'd do to yer follower but I ain't gonna harm her. I spared her life and told her she's got nothin' to worry from me and I'm keepin' mah word on it."

Metamorphious nodded, "I know. I can sense it on you. With Prometheus in the room, I can get a sense that you're honoring it. Bio-Alchemy includes animals to a degree and reading behaviors and body language comes naturally to me."

Bob can breathe a sigh of relief at this point, Metamorphious knows about his agreement to let Prometheus live. The flesh warper smiled at Bob, happy to know he's not only keeping his word but also being on good terms with the deity. Metamorphious got back to the summoning mat and spoke to Bob.

"I'll be watching you but you seem to be good to Prometheus, so I won't intervene," he spoke, his tone quickly becoming stern"But just remember, if any of your cult shit hurts her. I WILL warp you into a hog, gut you like a fish, and cook you for me and the other Alchemic Gods … Am. I. Clear!?"

Bob, scared straight by this threat cleared his throat, "I understand. I won't let any cult shit hurt her."

The deity then smiled, and went back to his chipper tone with a clap of his hands, "Well good! Prometheus will hold you to that promise. But in any case, she'll be sure to summon me if there's any issues or concerns."

Metamorphious took some of the powder and swallowed it, allowing for the melting process to begin. The deity looked at Prometheus one more time with a nod before completely melting, the flesh warper nodded back as the ooze turned into green powder. She quickly gathered up and store the powder and cleaned up everything. Neither Bob nor Prometheus spoke while she cleaned, both then went downstairs and sat on the couch. Prometheus then began to speak after a moment ort two of silence.

"Bob?" She began.

"Yes?" Bob replied.

"About what Metamorphious said, you really will make sure the 'cult shit' won't hurt me, right?"

"Of course Lamb Lollipop," he replied, "I spared yah and I care about yah so of course I'll protect yah from the cult."

The flesh warper smiled, but still had concerns, "So … You are a cult member after all?"

"Yeah, that I am."

"Well that means you know what you'd be up against and make sure I'm good and safe!"

"Hehehe, yeah. That's one way to look at it," Bob replied, now thinking about the situation like that.

Bob ruffled her platinum blonde hair a bit, he wanted to ensure his word is kept with his friend. He took it all in regarding the woman sitting next to him. She really was small compared to him and still remembering his promise, Bob wants to ensure that she'll be safe now with it coming out that she's the last flesh warper and with her knowing that he's a cult member as well that adds concern to the equation. The cannibal looked at her hand and realized that her ring and pinkie fingers are seeming fused and thought about asking about it.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Bob and Prometheus looked over, the flesh warper got up and opened the door. The pair was surprised to see Frank at the door.

Chapter 16: The Hang Out

"Hey there," Frank greeted, feeling like the situation was awkward.

"Oh hey Frank," Prometheus greeted back, "How did you find my house?"

"Oh the two boys in Halloween costumes said you live here."

"Oh! Skid and Pump."

"Yeah them."

The flesh warper then stepped out of the way and let Frank in. He saw Bob sitting on the couch, looking at him a bit uncertain at the visitor. Frank then sat down next to the cannibal.

"Well … I'm Bob," Bob said, offering his hand to shake.

"Alrighty, I'm Frank," Frank said, shaking his hand, "Wait … As in Bob Velseb? The cannibal Bob Velseb? The one who escaped a good while back?"

"Yep, that's him," Prometheus said, closing the door and getting back to the couch.

She sat next to Bob and everyone was silent for a good moment or two. It wasn't long before Bob's stomach growled, indicating that food was in order. There was still a lot of fries and chili so chili fries and alcohol would be in order; thus, Prometheus got up and headed into the kitchen.

"Well," she began, "I'm gonna make some dinner for all of us. Does chili fries sound good?"

"I mean, this is a first fer me but that's good," Bob said.

"Sure, that does sound good," Frank chimed in.

And with that, Prometheus headed into the kitchen with Bob quickly following. The flesh warper stretched her arm to grab a large bowl and her hand tipped tailed grabbed the chili out of the pantry. Bob hopped over her tail and stood next to her, he was concerned with the new visitor.

"Hey Lamb Lollipop," Bob began.

"Yes?" Prometheus said, looking up at the man.

"This Frank fella isn't gonna be a concern fer us right? How long have yah known him?"

"I don't think so, I let him on that I'm a flesh warper and he said he can keep it a secret so I think we'll be good. As for how long I've known him, eh going on for two days now. Still surprised that he found my house."

Bob nodded, "Well he recognized me as the escaped cannibal. I don't know about yah but I ain't going back to prison."

Prometheus set the chili fries ingredients down for a sec and placed all her attention on the cannibal, "We'll make sure that doesn't happen. You have your own house last you told me so I can wash my hands of any bullshit if the police ask. Worse case scenario, I just have to explained that you needed medical help and I provided that care. But I can guarantee that you don't have anything to worry about."

She then grabbed Bob's hand and ran her thumbs over his knuckles. She took in the texture and feeling of it, all that food work he has done in the past, killing and slicing up animals for food, he definitely is laborious. Prometheus then kissed his hand as a reassurance of her word, Bob smiled at this but was still unsure of the man on the couch. He shook his head and proceeded to help the flesh warper out with the chili fries and drinks.

After a good 20 minutes, the trio have their food and drinks. The fries were quite good and the alcohol that Prometheus had was consumed, Frank not touching the alcohol because he still needed to drive home of course.

"Well," Promethues said, opening a drawer on the living room table, "That definitely was delicious."

She pulled out a white stick and a lighter, the smell actually made Bob and Frank realize what it actually is. Once Prometheus got it lit and got a good puff in, both men's suspicions were correct: it was weed and that was a joint. They were definitely surprised at this, given that weed smoking wasn't too common around the town but they thought not too much of it.

"Hey Prometheus," Bob began, "Yah think it's a good idea to smoke that in the house?"

"Oh! You're right! We gotta go to the backyard!"

The flesh warper hurried outside with Bob and Frank following suit. The duo saw that the flesh warper was seated by an ashtray and insisted they both grab some chairs and get a drink out of the cooler. The two accepted her offer and made themselves comfortable, Bob helped himself to some of the whiskey and Frank took in the night sky. Prometheus was half way done with the blunt and offered a puff for Bob, the cannibal took it and took in a good puff and proceeded the cough like it was going out of style.

"Yeah, it's strong."

"Yer tellin' me," Bob said, coughing one last time before handing it back to her.

The trio sat around for a good while, taking in the scenery. There were talks here and there but nothing major, lots opinions on random things like candy, hobbies, and such. Prometheus had finished her joint and crushed up the butt into the ashtray and stretched, her limbs and digits stretching out a bit to a notable length. Frank then got up and made his way back into the house and towards the front door, Bob and Prometheus following and closing the backdoor.

"Well, I'm gonna be heading out," Frank said, "Thanks for the food guys."

"You're welcome," The flesh warper, "Glad you enjoyed it."

Bob nodded, "Glad the food was up to yer likin'."

"I'm just glad I wasn't eaten from you Bob," he chuckled, "But in all seriousness, the chili fries were excellent. Lemme know when the next dinner get together is."

The three all had a laugh at that.

"Well, you guys have a good night."

"Alrighty, good night and have a safe drive home," Prometheus said, waving at Frank.

"Yep, have a good one." Bob said, waving his hand before quickly bringing it back down .

Bob and Prometheus watched as Frank got into his van, once he drove off they went back into the house. There wasn't much to clean so it was very quick getting everything all neat and clean once again.

"I'm sorry about that Bob, I didn't think Frank would've found my house, especially since I didn't mention where I lived," she said, feeling bad about how the events started off.

"Eh don't sweat it Lamb Lollipop," Bob said, looking out the window, "It's not like yah can control everythin' in this town."

The moon was gonna be full the next night, he took in the sight of the stars alongside the glow of the moon. The cannibal's attention turned back to the flesh warper, who had just sat at the kitchen table with some cold tea in a glass. He sat next to her and looked at her hands once again, her ring and pinkie fingers were still fused.

"Hey Lamb Lollipop," Bob started to ask, "What's that goin' on with yer hands? Don't think yer fingers are always like that."

Confused, she looked at her hands and saw exactly what he was refering to. Prometheus seemed surprised but not shocked as she flipped her hand around a few times to get a good look.

"Oh shit," she finally spoke, "Is the full moon near already?"

"Is that a bad thang Lamb Lollipop?" Bob asked, trying to grasp the situation.

"O-Oh that! It's nothing really … "Prometheus said, smiling and trying not to worry the cannibal.

"Yer canines are lookin' extra long … "

"Oh they are!? Well look at that!"

Bob could tell something was up, he hasn't really seen the flesh warper be this dodgy about anything until now. He remembered seeing those 3 marks behind her neck, maybe those had something to do with it. The cannibal decided to give up because he was certain he isn't gonna get an answer, as concerning as it was; he figures she'll answer at her own time. Bob sighed and then got up and looked at Prometheus. The flesh warper got up and looked back up at him, Bob ruffled her hair and earning a chuckle from her.

"I don't know what's going on with yah with all this, but I ain't gonna force it outta yah." He said.

"Well, it's not that I don't want to tell you," Prometheus answered, "It's just I'm scared of how you'll react if I did tell you."

"Well that makes me wonder even more. The flesh warpin' hasn't scared me, so what makes yah think anythin' else yah can do will?"

"I think you'll be surprised."

Promethues sighed, she knew he'll know eventually. So she thought of a promise.

"Alright, you really want to know what's up?" She asked, Bob nodded.

"Okay, I'll show you tomorrow night. In the forest, I'll show you and explain everything. Does that sound good?"

"Okay, sounds good to me Lamb Lollipop." Bob agreed.

The two mentally had shaken on it. Bob thought this was strange but was glad he'll get his answers, he's grown use to her flesh warping but it sounds like this was something else entirely. But they'll worry about it when the next night came around, Bob was just thinking of heading out to his house for the night.

"Well I'm gonna get goin' Lamb Lollipop," Bob said, "You have a good night and don't ferget yer promise."

"I won't forget and you have a good night as well." Prometheus said, smiling.

With that, Prometheus hugged the cannibal before he made his way to the back door with Bob hugging back. Once the hug had broken, Bob made his way out and out of her backyard and out to the forest. The flesh warper watched as he disappeared through the forest and closed the door. She worried about the next night, how will she explain what was to come?

Chapter 17: The Cannibal, A Magical Fox, and the Familiar Beast

Bob was waiting in the forest the next night. He was waiting for Prometheus to show up and explain everything but so far with no flesh warper in sight. A cult member had gotten too curious about him being out at this time and ended up being the man's evening meal, with Bob eating the flesh off the leg like a chicken drumstick. He figured while he was waiting, he can have his dinner on top of it, making sure to not have Prometheus view the carcass. Bob looked up at the sky, the stars were there and up alongside them all was a bright, full moon; he sighed and licked his fingers before continuing eating.

Suddenly, he heard some rustling from some shrubbery. Bob shrugged it off as a raccoon and continued on with his meal; it happened again but with more aggression. The cannibal got up and had a look in the shrubbery. He pushed away some of the branches and saw the multi-tailed fox from the few nights back. Bob quickly backed off and the kitsune jumped out and faced the man, teeth baring and tails up in the air.

"Easy there lil' fox," Bob said, backing off and towards the corpse. He wielded his knife and was ready for when the Obake tried anything.

The kitsune growled and sounded angrier, the monster then jumped towards Bob but was stopped by a far larger creature. The two creatures fell onto the ground and stared down at each other. The creature that saved Bob was about as large as a dire wolf and had sand-green skin with black hindfeet and a black-tipped tail. It also had a silver mane with a row of magenta tentacles all the way to the base of the neck, the face had white markings that looked almost skull-like. Those features were what Bob could focus on for now before watching in awe at the current scene in front of him. The kitsune jumped towards the creature but got tossed aside with a strike of the paw, claws seemed to have been used as well given blood was seen on the Obake's body.

The sand-green beast stood up and roared, the fox then jumped again latching onto its chest before climbing behind it and biting one of the tentacles. The beast cried out in pain and began violently shaking to get the multi-tailed fox off; Bob couldn't take it and raced over and violently grabbed the kitsune and stomped on the bunch of tails. The fox yelped and started trying to run off, Bob then stabbed it in the side, close to the ribs, causing the Obaketo stop and lay down. Bob's foot let up and the kitsune started limping away, blood spilling out of the wounds; it tried to go back into the shrubs but was stopped by the sand-green creatures jaws around its neck. The beast lifted it up and bit down hard, snapping its neck and killing it; the Obake's corpse was dropped to the ground and the beast and Bob watched as its body fizzled into a liquid that was absorbed into the soil.

Both the beast and Bob can sigh in relief, the kitsune was gone and they were safe. Bob sat down on the grass, breathing a little heavily; the beast walked over to Bob and laid its head down in his lap, a huff coming out of it. He pets the creature, the tentacles and fur having an interesting, combined texture; he twirled one of the tentacles between his index figure, earning a loud pur from the beast.

"Thank yah," Bob said, looking down at the beast, "Yah saved my ass there."

The creature then sat up and looked at Bob's face, Bob knew there was something familiar with this beast. He lifted one of the front legs up to see its paw.

"Yah know, I have a feelin' I know yah," he said, now seeing the paw.

The 'paw' was a hand with the pinky and ring fingers fused together. Bob got up and looked at the creature's body some more, he stopped at the right side of the beast and took note of one thing on its right shoulder, a tattoo for the deity Metamorphious. Bob knew only one person who had this marking, his eyes widened at this realization and returned to face the creature, the silver mane also now ringing a bell or two now that he had a better look.

"Yah can't be … " The cannibal said, in disbelief, "There's no way that yer … Unless … Prometheus?"

The creature perked up at the name and its eyes widened, almost like a deer. It then looked at its body and it all clicked, the creature then pushed up against the cannibal, he felt the creature's muzzle nuzzle into his sweater, around the neck. He knew this was Prometheus, only the flesh warper has given him that kind of affection. Bob then hugged the beastly Prometheus, just happy to see her and know this was indeed her.

"Oh Prometheus," Bob said, "I'm glad yer okay. But all this … Is this what yah were wantin' to tell me?"

Prometheus sat up and nodded. She then got up and pointed her head towards the neighborhood, indicating that she wanted to go home.

"Yeah, let's get yah home," Bob agreed.

The cannibal walked over to the corpse and saw that he ate through all of the cultist. Bob just took an arm and bit off the last piece of meat and swallowing. He walked back to the flesh warper and made their way to her house, being careful to not draw attention from anyone on the way. The two made it in and up to Prometheus's room, the flesh warper crawled up on the bed and flopped down, quickly falling asleep. Bob petted her head and went into the kitchen for some food and sleeping on the couch.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Close to Dawn~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bob woke up early and went up to the flesh warper's room to check on her. The large creature still asleep; the sunlight was rising, and he turned his attention back to Prometheus. He saw the creature was melting and evaporating, Bob was worried until he saw the woman's body starting to show, her fingers separated, and her arm revealed. It was becoming clear that Prometheus was going to be naked when she came out of her oozing cocoon, but Bob couldn't turn away due to his fascination and that he was alright with her nudeness as it was. Once the last of the body ooze melted, Prometheus laid there on her bed, completely naked. She let out a groan and opened her eyes, the flesh warper got up and stretched before wrenching in pain and rubbed her neck. Prometheus turned her attention from her neck and towards Bob, who was taking in her nude body.

The cannibal took it all in, her being topless was what he was accustomed to at this point but her fully naked was something else entirely. His eyes moved down to her crotch, a faint, pearly scar in the middle between her bellybutton and clit being very much present.

'That must be from the barbed wire accident," he thought, now noticing this.

The flesh warper then looked down at herself and connected the dots, her tail appeared and covered her crotch. Prometheus looked up at Bob and remembering some of the events of last night.

"So, you saw what I was last night?" She asked.

"I did," Bob replied.

"That's what I was wanting to explain last night. I'm not sure if you saw the markings behind my neck."

She turned around and lifted her hair up, revealing the three red claw mark-shaped markings. Bob nodded once he got the sight again.

"I did see those," Bob admitted, " I was thinkin' they were nothin' more than ink work like what yah have on yer back."

"Well it's more so similar to my Mark of Metamorphious. These three marks on my neck are the Claws of Metamorphious, it gifts me the full moon beast form that you saw last night. When the full moon shows itself, the transformation happens and I go on a kind of rampage in the forest for food, think of it like werewolves and how they work. The metabolism gets very high, higher than what it normally is, and that's why that's the case. The kitsune that was killed was what I was thinking would be food, but then I saw you there with the Obake staring your way and focused on protecting you."

"Oh wow, so yah gave up the food to save me?" Bob asked.

"Yep, I just felt that I had to save you from that kitsune," she said, "After seeing the injuries it gave you when you first came to my house, I was scared it would kill you. I wasn't gonna let that happen."

Bob's eyes widened a bit, she really was going to ensure he was safe. If her tending his wounds wasn't enough to solidify her stance then this certainly did. The cannibal now with a greater certainty of keeping her outta cult harm's way was greater than before, Metamorphious would be pleased to be aware of this. Prometheus turned her back from the man and stretched some more then started scratching her back.

"So … Yah really saved mah hide with that fox critter … "Bob began.

"I say you saved me as well," Prometheus said, getting up and stretching, "If you didn't remove the kitsune from my back, who knows what it could've done."

Prometheus then started scratching the back of her neck and jolted in place, letting out an ow. Her fingers were covered in a bit of blood, the bite must've scabbed up and she scratched it off, Bob concluded this once he saw fresh blood from the back of her neck. He got up and walked towards the flesh warper, she sensed him behind and stretched her legs just enough for her to match his height on the suspicion of a hug. Bob grabbed her torso and pulled her close, then began licking the blood off the back of her neck. Prometheus's breathing grew especially heated and labored, not out of fear, but arousal; the man who stole her heart was going out of his way for this. But she guessed he wouldn't pass up a nice blood drink like this, cannibalism and everything considered; despite this she didn't mind. The feeling of his tongue and the feeling of his saliva coating her neck sent her mind into a bliss, her potential partner was doing this to her, it felt natural and pleasurable. Prometheus then started pushing her back closer to Bob as he finished up, she started panting as well and was pink in the face.

"Uh … Lamb Lollipop?" Bob asked, "Are you okay?"

Prometheus snapped back to reality and realizing what she was doing, embarrassed, she apologized, "Oh! Sorry. It's just … I haven't felt anything that amazing for a while and wanting a new partner and all … It just seemed involuntary in a way ..."

"Oh, I see … Yah liked that didn't yah?" He asked, a smirk now present on his face, "I'll have ta remember this."

"Uh … Yeah, right. Definitely a note for later," she replied, turning pink at the thought of it.

The duo stood around for a bit longer, waiting for the emotions to die down a bit. Prometheus then put on some underwear and PJ pants, looking a little more clothed but still topless. She then walked back to Bob and asked him to bandage the wound, the cannibal agreed and covered up the injury (fortunately, there were plenty of Band-Aids to get the job done). Once the wound was patched up, she got up and hugged Bob, a tail then wrapping around his leg and thumping happily on the ground.

"Thank you," the flesh warper said, "I'll always have your back if you have mine."

"Yah know I'll do tha same fer yah," the cannibal answered back.

With that, they ended the hug and went downstairs. Bob's smile was just as wide as ever as they got to the kitchen; a nice deep dish was in the center with a delicious smell emanating from it.

"I found that cookbook mah Grandpa made me and I made that peach cobbler yah seemed to have desired fer a while all while you were sleepin'," Bob said.

"Really!? We get to have the cobbler for breakfast?" Prometheus asked.

"As much as yah want Lamb Lollipop. A good amount is all fer you."

Prometheus then hugged Bob again, tighter and with a lot more love and feeling. Him going out of his way to make this while she rested from the fight last night, she just couldn't believe it. It's hard to believe the cannibal went from wanting her in a meat dish to doing this for her, to say she was happy and grateful would be quite an understatement. The flesh warper hurried over to the table and began helping herself, Bob joined her in the cobbler breakfast right after. Prometheus knew she had to tell Bob how she felt about him, and as she gobbled down the cobbler, she knew just how to do it.

Chapter 18: Night at the Alchemist's Bar (Pt. 1)

Notes:

First and foremost, I am so sorry for not updating this story for so long. For a while, I haven't had motivation to continue for a while. But I've gotten back into fanfic writing and focusing a bit more on writing and gained motivation for this story once again. This is also gonna be in two parts, I did not think this part will be as long and info filled as it came out. Once again, I apologize for the lack of updates for this fic and enjoy the chapter

The flesh warper was running around the house, making sure her usual attire wasn't ragged or have any damage. She had told Bob to come over and they'll be heading to somewhere special a month or two back. Prometheus has been wanting to tell Bob about how she felt about him, and this night would be more than perfect. Metamorphious was summoned and was watching as she went back and forth about seemingly everything. It was bad enough to where he was seeing her spines sprouting from her back and her claws and incisors grew a bit as well.

"Um … Prometheus?" the deity spoke up.

"What?" Prometheus sighed, sounding defeated.

"Aren't you putting too much thought into this? It is just the Bar of All Alchemists, no one will bat an eye."

"Oh, it ain't everyone's opinions I'm nervous about … It's Bob's. He's never been there, and I don't want me or anyone else making assess of ourselves around him and fuck up my chances with him."

Metamorphious perked up at the last part. This was the first that the flesh warper has confessed this to him, he has taken note of her reactions towards the cannibal and began placing the mental pieces together, now he had full certainty on her feelings.

"Mmmmm! So, you love this Bob fellow?" he asked.

"Oh … Well … Yes, I do." she admitted, "Why do you ask about that?"

"Oh, I have just been watching your interactions, reactions, and how you are in general when speaking about him."

"Was it that obvious, huh?"

"Yes. But I understand, he has grown to mean a lot to you," the deity said, "I know how close you've grown to him since he spared your life and he's kept his word on keeping you safe, so there's also good there."

Prometheus smiled, she's glad her deity understands how much this means to her. Her spines, claws, and incisors shrunk back into her and back to normal size after that brief discussion. The deity smiled seeing her calm again and patted her head with a finger. Suddenly, there was a loud knock downstairs; the flesh warper hurried down and heard it from the back door. She opened the door and saw Bob was there, much to her joy. Prometheus hugged Bob and hurried him inside with enthusiasm.

"Woah! Well, hi to you too," Bob chuckled, this was the first time he's seen her this excited.

"Oh, sorry Bob," Prometheus apologized, "I'm just excited about tonight. I think you'll find this place fascinating."

Bob sat down on the couch and watched as the flesh warper looked around a bit before grabbing her phone and wallet. The cannibal started getting curious and his smile dropped, surely going out in public was gonna be an issue with him being a criminal and everything, what was she planning?

"Uh … Lamb Lollipop?"

"Yes?"

"We're not goin' out into town, are we? Yah know with me being wanted is gonna be the largest fork in da road fer that."

"Oh, I haven't forgotten. But don't worry, this place is nowhere near the town area. It's actually an abandoned place in the woods."

"Abandoned in da woods?" Bob asked, his curiosity peaked upon this knowledge.

"Well not exactly abandoned abandoned," Prometheus explained, "It's abandoned by the general public but not to other alchemists. It's the Bar of All Alchemists, a social meeting place for all alchemists of all four branches. I just figured since we've known each other for a while and you aren't too familiar with other alchemy types and specifics, you can get a taste of what else there is to observe."

Bob nodded and his smile returned, this was good to know, and he looked forward to this 'bar' that the woman is speaking of. The cannibal was now fully invested in whatever event she has planned for this evening, he made his way to the couch and saw Frank was there … Was he tagging along as well?

"Hey Bob!" Frank greeted.

"Hey ya Frank," Bob replied, "So yer joinin' us fer whatever dis 'Bar of All Alchemists' is too?"

"Nah, I'm not into the fancy shit. Prometheus there asked if I could house sit for a bit until you guys get back."

"It's true," Prometheus said, brushing off her clothes a bit as she joined everyone on the couch.

She had a black tux on with sand green fabric for the details and tie, her choker had a bunch of small spikes with Metamorhpious' sigil in the center and had a bismuth stud earring in. Frank just smiled and nodded, Bob was a bit more smitten; the cannibal thought she was absolutely stunning and beautiful with what she had on. Bob snapped back to it and ran his fingers through his black hair.

"Yah truly look pretty this evenin'," Bob said to her.

The flesh warper blushed at his words; she was thinking that everything is going good so far. She double checked everything one more time before turning to Bob.

"Alright, you set?" she asked, "I'm ready when you are."

"Well Lamb Lollipop, I'm all ready to go."

With that, the cannibal got up and joined the flesh warper's side. Prometheus got all flustered seeing the black-haired man next to her. She shook it off and turned her attention to Frank.

"Alright, we'll be back later. You make sure the house stays in order and you can help yourself to anything in the fridge." the flesh warper said as they began to leave.

"Alrighty, thank you and I'll hold down the fort for you." Frank said, waving goodbye and turning the TV on.

The two had walked for a while in the forest until they came across a large, abandoned looking building. The exterior didn't seem impressive at first; however, Prometheus knew they were here. The flesh warper grabbed Bob's arm and hurried over to the building, the cannibal trying to keep up with her pace.

"Woah, easy there Lamb Lollipop!" Bob said, nearly losing his footing, "I get yer excited fer dis but give me a break please."

"Oh, sorry," Prometheus apologized and slowed down, pretty much to a stop.

They made it to the front door of the building and took it all in, there were four symbols above the door marked with silver. Bob recognized one of them being the symbol of Metamorphious, he figured the other three were of the other deities. The door looked like a regular wooden door of a tavern until Prometheus knocked on it, the door then let out a small cigar box which turned into a small dragon inside the box. It looked at both Bob and Prometheus, the cannibal was taken aback by this creature as he gazed at it.

'And I thought the cult had some strange critters,' he thought.

"Oh! This is a cigar box dragon," Prometheus explained, crouching down and petting it, "They're pretty uncommon familiars. But certainly useful."

After a few pets, the dragon shook its head and stood by the door, where it began to speak.

"Welcome to the Bar of All Alchemists! I am Mond and before I let you in, you must answer this," Mond began, "What is your name, your alchemic deity, if you have any guests joining you tonight, and the password of the month."

"I am Prometheus, follower of Metamorphious. I have one guest with me, Bob Velseb, and the password for the month is Wolfsbane."

"Wonderful!" Mond said, "I'll let you both in. I wish you both a wonderful evening tonight."

The cigar box dragon entered the door and closed it, within a moment, the door opened for the pair. Once they were inside, Bob was amazed by what he saw inside: It was like he was seeing the inside of a ballroom with two floors, both floors have their own bar and plenty of tables to be had. The central area had a large dancefloor and from what he could tell was a large jukebox and a small area for a band to play was well. As the two walked in, he took in all the small animals and monsters running around with trays with drinks.

"Oh them?" Prometheus asked, noticing Bob watching them work, "They're all familiars and their getting their owners their drinks and bringing the bar the money for the drinks."

Bob nodded as she explained this, he didn't say much as he took it all in. Just then, a loud yelp was heard, the cannibal looked down and saw he accidently stepped on the paw of a cat with human hands. Its other hand was used to hold the money to return to the bar, Prometheus realized it was one of her friends' familiars.

"Oh Gingersnap! I am so sorry," she apologized, "Bob here's not too familiar with this place and he's still getting used to how it runs. He didn't mean to step on you."

"Oh, it's all alright," Gingersnap said, "This isn't the first time to happen to me."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Bob apologized, crouching down and petting Gingersnaps.

"It's all perfectly fine once again," the cat said once again, "But now I have to return to the bar."

With that, the cat ran off towards the bar. The pair were looking around until they heard someone yelling towards them, or Prometheus.

"Hey, Prometheus!" a gray-haired man with goggles was saying, "Over here!"

The two headed over to the table and saw that there was the man with long gray-hair and goggles, a man with curly red hair reading a blue book and a earring in his left ear, and a black-haired man with multiple drinks and was using the rocks on the table to move the drinks about. Bob and Prometheus both sat down and looked at the group.

"Hey Prometheus, it's been a while since we've last seen you. How are you?" the curly red-haired man asked.

"Yes, yes! It's been too long." the black-haired man said, moving from the rocks, to waving a finger and lifting the liquid from one of the drinks to his mouth.

"Who's your friend here? I haven't seen someone like him before." the gray-haired man asked.

"Everyone, everyone!" Prometheus said, "Give me a moment and I'll explain everything to everyone!"

Prometheus cleared her throat and looked around the table, she first faced the trio of men on the other side from her and Bob.

"Fellas, this is Bob Velseb." She said, a hand facing towards Bob.

"Pleasure to meet y'all," Bob said.

Everyone nodded and said their hellos to the cannibal, interested to learn more about him as the night went on. The flesh warper then turned to Bob and began to introduce her friends one by one.

"Bob, the grey-haired man is Mortimer," she began, "He's an atomic alchemist who follows Istoproto. The man with the curly red hair is Marcus, he's a bio-alchemist who focuses on keeping consistence in the world and magic rather than flesh warping and shapeshifting and a follower of Constanysus."

"So … He's another bio-alchemist."

"Yep, but not a flesh warper and shapeshifter. All followers of Metamorphious are bio-alchemists, but not all bio-alchemists are followers of Metamorphious."

"Oh … I see now."

"The lady's right, Mr. Velseb," Marcus stated, "And consistence and conservation of matter in matter is key to this world just as much as change is."

He lifted a finger and pointed it to an empty glass the black-haired man had turned his attention from, just like that, it was filled with the alcohol that had once been there. The man turned his attention back to it, he drank it like nothing, leaving Marcus, Mortimer, and even Prometheus to chuckle. Bob was confused by what had just happened, for all he knew, the redhead had just made a new drink disappear, so he wanted to know what was up.

"Hey," Bob began, "What are y'all chucklin' about?"

"Oh! Well …" Marcus began, "Matter can't be created nor destroyed, so the drink I made appear was what he had already drank."

Everyone except Bob and the other black-haired man bellowed out laughing, then Bob began to chuckle as he stewed on it. He did admit, it was pretty funny, and he didn't have to be cut open to get the drink out. It took a moment for everyone to calm down before the last one was introduced. Prometheus looked at everyone at the table before she spoke once again.

"And last but not least Bob, I want you to me Alexander, the spiritual alchemist and follower of Centaricapri." she finished.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Alexander said as he made a flame appear from the tip of his finer and lit the top of his drink.

The top lit up and he swallowed it without much thought. One of the familiars came about, but it wasn't Gingersnap, it was a baby hydra with a menu, Prometheus recognized the familiar as Alexander's. She pets one of the heads as she grabbed the menu and opened it up.

"Well thank you Hawkthorn," she said.

Hawkthorn nodded and hopped off the table and back to Alexander. Bob and Prometheus then looked at the menu for anything they wanted. Bob wanted a glass of the Gold Homunculus whiskey, meanwhile the flesh warper was taking her time with her decision. She then saw a drink that caught her eye, Mercury's Breath; the drink was silver and was described as having a citrus taste with a bit of mint. Once the pair have selected their drinks, they placed their orders with the baby hydra and the familiar went off to the bar; they all then conversed with everyone for a bit until Hawkthorn retuned with the tray of two drinks. Prometheus grew another pair of arms to grab the drinks off the tray and reach into her bag to pay for the drinks.

"Thank you, Lil' Hawkthorn," Prometheus said as she handed the money to the hydra.

The familiar ran off to the bar to hand over the money and handed Bob his drink. Once everyone had their drinks, they all cheered and drank. Prometheus took a sip of her drink and was very pleased with the taste, she set it down and looked over at Bob and his drink. It was a glass of whiskey, but instead of ice, it was a cube or ball of gold; Bob then took a sip and enjoyed it, he then chugged down the rest of it until it was the gold leftover. Once, he finished the drink, the gold started to squirm until it formed a small, winged creature that looked like a man with little claws and rabbit-like ears. It then hopped out of the glass and onto the table and began running about.

"Get it!" Marcus said.

"You gotta eat the homunculus after you drink the whiskey," Mortimer explained, trying to catch it with a breaker.

"I got it!" Prometheus said, her tongue becoming a tentacle on the table and began to chase the golden homunculus down.

The creature was dodging the appendage and flying over it, it was the encased in a vortex of air and was sucked into Alexander's mouth. The homunculus began to squeal and try to wiggle out, Alexander then grabbed the creature out of his mouth and bit its head off and then popping in the rest of the body into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it. Bob nodded as he saw that, taking in notes of the place and how its drinks work. Prometheus reeled her tongue back in and took another sip of her drink, she looked over at the cannibal and his empty glass.

"Don't worry about the homunculus," she said, "You'll get used to that, the homunculi are popular and you gotta be quick once you finish your drink. I've had a cocktail version, and the homunculi are actually pretty good, they taste like shrimp."

"Oh no, it's not really that," Bob said, "I'm just takin' everythin' in."

"Gotcha."

Everyone continued to enjoy the night, and Bob was getting comfortable with everything around him. He took in the familiars running around from the bars to the tables and more of the scenery of the building. Bob then looked down at Prometheus as she laughed at a joke and took another sip of her cocktail; he was absolutely enjoying the evening and there was certainly more to be had.

Chapter 19: Night at the Alchemist's Bar (Pt. 2)

Notes:

Guess who finally has some motivation to not only write more for this fic, but also a bit for my other fics too? I was hoping to post it on Halloween, but motivation wasn't 100% there yet. But anyways, here is a new chapter!

As Bob and Prometheus continued the night with everyone, all parties were having a blast. Prometheus had played a trick with Mortimer and dipped her finger into some of her drink and dabbled it on while he wasn't looking. When he turned around, the atomic alchemist saw this and stared at it and then the ceiling. He turned to the flesh warper with concern.

"Um … We didn't have a mercury leak, did we?" Mortimer asked concerned.

"Oh no, no. That's just my cocktail," Prometheus chuckled, grabbing her napkin and wiping it off.

"Oh, yeah … I forgot how similar in appearance actual mercury and your drink are."

Bob had ordered another whiskey drink a bit back, and this time when he finished his drink, he grabbed the homunculus and popped it into his mouth and chewed it like a rice ball. Everyone smiled as he did that.

"See, now you're getting the hang of it," Marcus commented.

Bob swallowed the chewed-up creature and turned to Prometheus, "Uh, hey Lamb Lollipop, do yah reckon' telling me where the restrooms are at?"

"Oh yeah, they're on the left side of the bar over there. Gingersnap or the regular bartender should be there, so if you're still having trouble, ask either of them."

"Ah, alright, thanks."

He then got up and made his way to the bathroom. The flesh warper looked his way and sighed; tonight was the night she was gonna make him hers. The other three at the table saw this and have been made aware of her attraction towards the cannibal, no one said anything until Prometheus turned back around.

"So, that's the guy who stole your heart?" Marcus asked.

"Yes," Prometheus said, "Why?"

"Oh nothing … Just didn't think you would go for someone that's … On the chunky side …"

"MARCUS!" Mortimer and Alexander yelled.

Mortimer then smashed a beaker on Marcus' head after his comment, the atomic alchemist had some gun metal colored sludge oozing from his mouth from how angry he was. Alexander turned towards Prometheus as Marcus and Mortimer got into bickering at each other.

"I'm sorry about that Prometheus," the spiritual alchemist apologized, "I don't know why he would say something like that."

"Oh no, it's fine. I know he didn't mean anything by it. Oh Mortimer, you got some corium dripping from your mouth."

The two had calmed down after a bit and Mortimer touched the edge of his mouth to see what Prometheus was talking about. He felt the wetness of the corium and put two and two together. Mortimer then licked the sides of his mouth and used the napkin to wipe off the rest.

"Thank you," he said, "But regardless, we all really hope this works out for you. We all remember how you described Thomas and how distraught you were when he passed."

"Yeah, I hope so too," Prometheus said, "But no matter. Tonight, will be the night I tell him, and I hope he feels the same."

"Good luck," Alexander said, "You got this."

And just then, the cannibal came back and sat back down. He looked around and saw that Marcus had his head in his hands and there was blood and broken glass scattered about on his side of the table. Bob turned to Prometheus with a confused look on his face for the first time in a bit.

"Did I miss somethin', Lamb Lollipop?" Bob asked.

"Oh no, you didn't. Or at least, not a lot," the flesh warper said.

They all sat and had a few more drinks for a bit. Bob decided to try a four-element blend with bourbon: the menu said it should have the best of water, earth, fire, and air all blended together. The cannibal placed his order in and handed his money to the familiar next time it came around, his flesh warper buddy ordered herself another mercury cocktail and payed for the drink. Once they got their drink, Bob noticed the bourbon was notably spicy.

"Damn!" Bob said, coughing, "That was stronger than I initially expectin'."

"Maybe you got more of the 'fire' element than the other elements," Prometheus said, sipping her cocktail.

The platinum blonde woman looked out on the dance floor and saw that the juke box (it's also called a music box to some alchemists in traditional naming conventions), she looked at the cannibal and then back at her friends with a bit of blush. Her friends knew her thought process and all three of them smiled and nodded.

"Hey Bob," Prometheus began, "There's a dance floor. No one's using the music box and I was wondering if you wanted to dance a little bit."

"Dancin', eh?" Bob said, twirling the ice in his glass, "I reckon mah dancin' feet have some life left in 'em. Lead the way."

The flesh warper got up; her feet have taken on the shape of hooves as she waited as the cannibal finished up. He took the final swig of his drink and placed the empty glass on the table, he got up and followed the woman onto the dance floor. They made it to the center of the floor and Bob looked up and saw the four entities watching down on the dance floor, he recognized Metamorphious but that was it. Prometheus looked up and saw what Bob was confused on.

"Oh! Those are all four of the Alchemic Deities watching over the bar and making sure it all runs as smooth as some of my minis," Prometheus explained.

"I see," Bob said, "I know Metamorphious, but what about the others?"

"That one with the tapir snout and white neck fur is Constanysus," Prometheus began, "He rules over bio-alchemy as well, but only the conservation part of it. You know of the rule of conservation of mass? Essentially, matter can't be created nor destroyed, it can only change. He watches over that and balances out Metamorphious."

"Hmmm, that's a good way of puttin' it."

"Yep. The one with the five horns with water, earth, fire, and air is Centaricapri, the deity of spiritual alchemy. He watches over the more traditional alchemy."

"So, like how in medieval times would practice it?"

"Exactly! And lastly, the one that looks like a draconic mechanical bear is Istoproto, the deity of atomic alchemy. Essentially, a kind of alchemy that's like a close cousin to modern day chemistry."

"Fascinatin'"

The duo makes it to the dance floor and the flesh warper quickly made her way to the juke box. She gave some money to the creature running it and put in the two songs she wanted to play. The first song was a ska song: it started to play, and Prometheus started getting into the beat. Bob quickly followed suit not long after, he watched as to how into the dancing the flesh warper was getting into. Her hooves making so many clopping and tapping sounds filled the room with the music that it drew the attention of the woman's friends and familiars. Once the song concluded, Prometheus's hooves returned to being feet; there was a pause before the second song played, so she took some time to breathe.

"Wow, yah really know how to move, Lamb Lollipop," Bob said, walking up to her.

"Thanks. I really can get into the dancing once I get a good feel to the music," Prometheus said, running her fingers through her hair.

The next song began to play, a slow country song this time around. The cannibal smiled upon hearing the tune and looked at the flesh warper as her legs stretched to match his height.

"Well, I'm a bit surprised, I never took yah fer a lil' country music lady."

"I actually do enjoy quite a bit of music, honestly speaking. But country is always a goodie."

She then bowed slightly and held out her hand to Bob. Her eyes being brighter than usual and a blush became visible acrossed her face.

"May I have this dance?" she asked.

"Well, I never did any ballroom dancin', but lead the way," Bob said, grabbing her hand.

Prometheus smiled as they began to dance, the trio of friends were watching and silently rooting her on as her and the cannibal danced. Bob managed to get the footwork for ballroom dancing down and enjoyed the time dancing and listening to the song. Prometheus was smiling ear to ear as they danced, she nuzzled her face into Bob sweater and neck with a loud pur for a brief moment; Bob was starting to think of what she was trying to get across before Prometheus began to speak.

"Bob, I have something to tell you," The flesh warper began, the song still playing.

"And what might that be?" Bob asked.

"Well … For a while now, I've been thinking; I haven't had a partner for a while, but I didn't dwell on it. But when you spared my life and I helped you from that kitsune, and of course … You helping me with the kitsune, I've been feeling something towards you. Something I haven't felt in a while …"

"Well, you can spill it out now. You know me at this point, I ain't gonna bite yah."

"I guess it's just … I never thought I'd fall in love with a cannibal, but here we are," Prometheus confessed.

Bob was silent for a moment; this was a shock to him. But he then remembered some moments where it seemed like her feelings were leaning that way, the most notable one would be when he licked the blood off the back of her neck and her reaction to it. Bob had thought about all there interactions up to this point and realized, he did begin to feel the same to her. She could've turned him in or dealt with him with her abilities, but she didn't … She didn't. She cared for him and was absolutely open to him about her capabilities, her injuries, and her bio-alchemy … Everything.

"Well, Lamb Lollipop," Bob began, a smile gracing his face, "With everythin' we've been through, I'm feelin' the same to yah, darlin'"

As the song was ending, Prometheus smiled had widened to as wide as it could. She then leaned into Bob's face and gently planted a kiss on the man's lips, Bob pulled her head back towards his and kissed her back. The flesh warper's friends all began to loudly cheer and holler in joy as they saw this, gaining the attention of the other bar residents and familiars; they all quieted down once they realized everyone was staring at them. The duo then began to walk back to the table, Bob then, without any warning, grabbed Prometheus and held her in a bridal position and spun around before walking back to the table; Prometheus laughed as the cannibal did this. Once they made it back to the table, Bob placed the flesh warper back on the ground and she took her seat and then Bob took his.

"That was wonderful, you two!" Marcus said.

"So, you two are now an official couple now?" Alexander asked, his drink spilling on the table.

"Yep, we are official now," Prometheus said, taking Bob's hand and kissing it.

"Well congratulations, you two," Mortimer said, "I hope you didn't mind; I order us all some drinks to celebrate. It's the Deity's special, don't worry, it's my treat."

And as soon as he finished, a familiar with a tray full of drinks came by and Mortimer grabbed some and passed them around, making sure everyone had one. Once the drinks were placed, he handed the money to the familiar and it was off. The flesh warper looked at the drink and smiled, this truly was one of the best nights she was having so far in her life.

"Make a speech!" Alexander rooted.

"Oh yes, a speech I think is in order," Marcus said.

"Oh! Well … Um …" Prometheus stuttered, looking into her drink and back at everyone, "I guess, you three are some of my bests of friends and I am very grateful to have you three here with me during this. And Bob … From the moment you spared me, I could not thank you enough for that and over time, you've grown on me. You've scratched my back, and I've scratched yours, you've shown me that I do matter to you as much as you've grown to matter to me. I love you and I'm ever so happy you feel the same."

"Well dralin', I love yah just as much. You actually took a chance with me after our first encounter and when I came into yer house bloodied and scratched, yah patched me up. Not too many would've been so kind and helpful as you were there."

He then pulled her close and kissed her on the side of her head, watching as her face went pink and a smile grew once again. She shook her head and turned to everyone.

"Well then, a toast! To tonight, to wonderful friends, and to new love!" Prometheus cheered.

Everyone raised their drinks and cheered, once the drinks were finished. The group continued on with the merriment of the night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Several Hours Later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bob and Prometheus returned home after the long walk from the forest, the duo were filled to the brim with alcohol. Frank got up and noticed that the flesh warper was in Bob's arms as she chuckled and wiggled. Her tail was loosely wrapped around Bob's leg and had multiple eyes present on her face. Frank chuckled seeing the sight.

"Well, I take it you two had an eventful evening," the man chuckled.

"Yeah, we absolutely did." Bob said, kissing Prometheus's forehead, earning a smile and a squeak of joy from the woman.

"Me and Bob are a couple now, it absolutely was wonderful!" Prometheus said, sleepiness and the alcohol taking its toll on her.

"Yep, that's true."

Bob then placed her back on the ground and the flesh warper made a b-line to the couch and curled up, she just wanted to sleep.

"Thank you for watching the house, Frank." Prometheus said, a yawn escaping her mouth.

"You're welcome, you two have a good night now." Frank said, walking out the front door.

"You have a good night too …"

Bob waved as Frank closed the door, Bob locked the door and looked at the sleeping flesh warper. She was clearly asleep at this point, her tail didn't even warp back into the stump and was laying on the couch like that of a cat. She looked adorable and the cannibal thought it wouldn't be right to wake her up now, he grabbed a blanket that was on the couch and placed it over her. He then grabbed a pillow and placed it between her head and the couch; she shifted a bit and weakly opened her eyes.

"B-Bob …?" Prometheus began.

"Ey, ey. It's okay, Lamb Lollipop," Bob said, petting her head, "You can sleep now, I was just makin' sure you were comfy. I ain't leavin', I'll be sleepin' in yer bed tonight. Yah better get some rest, I have some delicious French toast planned fer us in the mornin'. I love yah and I'll see yah in the mornin'."

Bob placed a kiss on her forehead, earning a large smile from the woman and then getting comfy on the couch once again.

"Thank you. I love you too."

With that, she drifted back off to sleep. Bob smiled and made his way upstairs and got comfortable in bed. He grabbed the cookbook and did some in-bed reading on the French toast recipe he promised Prometheus. If he knows his now girlfriend flesh warper, she would just adore the flavor it has.

Chapter 20: Some Good ol' Raunchy Playtime

Notes:

Alrighty, the moment we've all (me included) have been waiting for, the smut chapter! I'm getting back into fic writing and it feels good getting back to it. Two warnings before getting into it:

1. This is a long chapter
2. It's gonna get a bit nasty (who am I kidding, I'm confident y'all read the tags. You guys know what's coming)

Also, with the cunnilingus scene, I'll give everyone a hip hip hooray and a cookie emoji that can identify the adult animated movie that's a reference to

But other than that, enjoy!

Several Month's after the Alchemist's Bar Later
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Prometheus and Bob have been a couple for going on a few months now. They have been doing quite a bit from sharing knowledge to enjoying a nice meal when Prometheus got home from work. However, Prometheus was craving something more lately, specifically with her carnal needs. She couldn't stop thinking about her cannibal lover in a more … sexual fashion; she wanted his cock without a doubt. There were times where she had to put extra focus into her work because of those types of thoughts and desires; yet she still truly wanted Bob to give her a full-on pounding between her legs.

The flesh warper arrived home after a long day and couldn't find Bob anywhere. She thought he might've gone out and did his own thing while she was away, so she didn't pay much mind to it. Prometheus headed up to her room and still no sight of Bob, maybe she could make use of the time before he arrived. She stuck her hand into her pants and her underwear and began feeling her cunt a bit, rubbing a finger around the entrance and getting a good sense of her mood. Prometheus took her hand out and saw some clear fluid on her fingers.

'Damn, I must be really wet." She thought, 'It's been a good while since I've been THIS horny and worked up.'

The flesh warper then wiped her fingers off with some nearby tissues and got to her dresser. Her underwear drawer had a spot for some more intimate and sexual items of hers if any occasion ever came around, then she pulled out some lube and a external vibrator, went back onto the bed and begun to work. Prometheus took off her jacket and shirt then moved on to her pants with only her bra and underwear still on. She grabbed the vibrator and turned it on, she then brought it to her clothed pussy and started moving it up and down, letting the vibrations stimulate her intimate area. The flesh warper started to pant a bit at the sensation, and she was starting to imagine Bob being there; getting her this worked up and horny, as well as being hungry for that cannibal's cock.

A couple moments have past, and she turned the vibrator off and placed it to the side. Prometheus then took off her bra and her underwear, leaving her completely nude. She grabbed her breast and started squeezing it, God what she'd give for that to be Bob's hand squeezing her chest like this. Her other hand started to trail to her slick cunt, two of her fingers started rubbing her outer opening before one finger dipped into her and pulling out, spreading a bit of slick around in the process. Once she calmed back down a bit, Prometheus laid herself down on the bed and looked at her right arm. Back when Thomas was alive, him and Prometheus did have sex on several occasions, her cherry being popped and everything, but now she was craving the sexual love of her new partner, the cannibal who won her heart in the strangest turn of events one could think of.

Prometheus let out a calm sigh and warped her arm into a large tentacle. She grabbed the lube and ensured that it was covered in it, especially the tip and upper parts and rubbed some onto her already wet pussy. The tentacle then was laid down on her torso and slithered its way down to the vagina. Once the tip found the proper opening, it slid in with no issues outside of getting use to this after so long. Prometheus moaned once it had entered and began having the warped appendage wiggle around and push closer towards the uterus, letting out pleasured moans throughout.

"Bob … " She moaned.

Oh, in the name of Metamorphious what she'd give for the cannibal to be here now and take control.

Bob had made it to the back entrance to Prometheus's house; he had some things happen back at the cult that proved to be a bigger pain in the ass than initially expected but was ultimately just grateful to be done with it. The back door was unlocked once Bob jiggled the handle and knew his lover was home. He opened the door and walked inside, he ran his hand through his black hair and took the sight in. Bob saw that Prometheus was nowhere in the living room area, not even coming down for a hello.

'Strange,' He thought, 'It ain't like her to leave me with no greetin' when I'm around.'

The cannibal then figured she was preoccupied with miniature painting or whatever artsy thing Prometheus was up to now, if he remembered right, she did get some new miniatures not too long ago. Bob nodded his head and felt confident in his conclusion; so, he made his way up the stairs to the art and miniatures room when a small noise caught his attention from the flesh warper's room. The door was slightly creaked he discovered, so he walked on over and peered in, Bob was caught a bit off guard by what he saw. Prometheus was nude on the bed and her arm was a tentacle just doing its thing down by her crotch, her other hand grabbing and squeezing her breast. He started feeling as if his penis is starting to get blood pumping in, damn she looked so vulnerable and delicious in that position; he then started envisioning him slamming his cock inside her and grabbing at her chest, Bob was salivating at the thought, and his chin was getting wet.

"Bob … " Prometheus moaned again, and particularly loud this time.

This snapped Bob back to reality and knew that he was the focus of herself pleasure session, this got Bob more in the mood and need than ever. He then knocked on the door and entered in, the flesh warper's eyes were closed, so the cannibal quickly climbed onto the bed and on top of the nude platinum blonde woman. Her eyes quickly opened upon the shift in the bed, and she was especially surprised to see that it was none other than Bob above her. The tentacle inside her vagina has stopped squirming and her face was getting pretty red.

"Oh! Bob! Umm … Heya, welcome back. I missed you my big handsome devil." Prometheus sputtered out as she was gathering her thoughts, her tentacle arm still being snug inside her pussy.

"Well hello to yah too, Lamb Lollipop," Bob replied, taking in the sight, "I see you've been a bit on tah busy side while I wasn' here."

"Oh that, well …"

The flesh warper sighed, she knew Bob knew what she was doing and there was no way of convincing him it was anything else. Prometheus gathered her thoughts up, still pretty pink in the face, and took in another deep breath.

"I want you, Bob," she confessed, "I want you, no, NEED you in a more sexual way. It's been running amok in my head for too long and … DAMNIT! That sounded so cheesy!"

Bob chuckled, "Cheesy 'er not, I get what you mean. If you wanted some cannibal lovin', you could've asked soona."

This calmed the woman down by a lot, her tentacle arm slowly sliding out of her as he spoke. Her hand returned once it was fully out of her and started to rub her clit a bit with a wiggle of her hips. Bob took notice of this and smiled at her. His penis was getting more erect as the blood began to pump into it; he wanted her just as much as she did him.

"So …" the cannibal began, "Does my Lamb Lollipop want me to give 'er some lovin'?"

"Yes please," Prometheus panted, removing her hand, still slick with lube and her fluids.

"Well how can I say no to that?"

With that, the cannibal got to work, starting with his mouth. Bob began to kiss Prometheus's exposed pussy, earning some moaning from her. He then began to suck on the upper part of her clit; the flesh warper yelped in surprise from the sensation but sighed and let him continue on. The cannibal went at it for a moment or two before going lower to her main entrance, Bob went on to suck a bit on the individual lips and then dragged his tongue over them; the moans from Promethues getting louder as he went on. He then stuck his tongue inside her, earning yet another pleasured yelp and moan from the woman. The appendage wiggled and licked around for a while, not another thought coursing through the cannibal's mind; he then felt Prometheus's hand run through his black hair as he continued before, she removed it. The moment ended once he felt a long, slick appendage enter his mouth, it swirled around his own tongue, and he felt some sharp points beginning to form where his mouth still was. Bob quickly pulled away and saw that the flesh warper's clit was now a fanged mouth with a tongue.

Prometheus laughed as she saw the surprised face on the cannibal. Bob was shocked and surprised as he surveyed what was now in front of him before a smile began to form, slickened by the flesh warper's juices.

"I bet you didn't expect that now, did you?" Prometheus chuckled as the mouth smiled, "I guess we can have a new understanding of the term 'Pussy lips' now."

"Well, that was surprisin'," Bob said, wiggling a finger in front of her puss, "You are still full of surprises. Just don't bite my thang off with it when we fuck, please."

The maw pussy gave a playful bite at the finger before turning back to what it was before. Bob then took off his sweater and shirt and ran his fingers through his hair, now slick with lube and his lady's fluids. He then unbuckled his pants and wiggled them and his underwear off just enough to bring out his penis. The flesh warper got up and surveyed the appendage, it was an average length from what she can discern, but it was surprisingly thick. She then crept closer and tried to touch it but was stopped by the cannibal who then laid down on the bed right next to her. His cock was now fully erect, but Prometheus took a minute to truly survey her lover's body. She saw the now pearly scars from the kitsune attack and some other scars she couldn't ever recall seeing, nor if they were fresher or older. Prometheus then place her hand right above the cannibal's crotch and dragged it up to his chin, taking in the feel of his chest hair. She then grabbed Bob's chin and made eye contact with him, after a moment, she quickly landed a kiss on his lips. Bob was surprised by how confident she had become ever since their time at the bar; the cannibal returned the kiss and placed a hand behind her head, deepening the kiss.

They broke off the kiss with Prometheus chuckling. She then looked back at the penis, now dripping in pre-cum; Bob had been paying attention to how she was observing it, he chuckled and then reached his hand to her crotch and began rubbing it, getting the flesh warper to moan and grind against it.

"I'm guessin' yah wanna have some of mah meat in yah," Bob said, still letting Prometheus grind against his digit, "You can play with it, if yah want."

The cannibal then brought his fingers back towards him and heard the platinum blonde sigh. She was now as pink as a piggy and wasted no time getting off the bed and right in between Bob's thighs. Prometheus ran a finger across it, slicking her finger in the pre-cum; she then put the finger in her mouth, tasting it. She looked back at Bob one more time, silently double checking to see if he was okay with her wanting to play with his member. The cannibal gave a silent nod and Prometheus got to work.

The flesh warper started by licking his cock, taking in the texture of it. She then swirled her tongue around the tip and then taking it into her mouth, feeling that it was indeed thick, but nothing that couldn't be manageable. The cannibal moaned as his penis got engulfed into Prometheus's warm mouth; Prometheus began sucking which earned some more moaning from the man. Her mouth work went on for a bit and combined sucking and having tongue work on the appendage, all while tasting more pre-cum in the process; the flesh warper then felt a large hand on her head, playing with and ruffling her hair up.

"Damn *huff*, yah gonna make me *pant* cum here in a bit. I don't *huff* know about yah, but *pant* I'm gettin' close." Bob said between pants and moans.

Prometheus's mouth quickly pulled away from his cock and chuckled, "Well I guess my work is pretty good then."

She then dipped her head back down and took his penis in once again with more vigor. Prometheus picked up the pace, making Bob even more worked. The cannibal's hand quickly returned to her hair and started bucking into her mouth, but this didn't stop the flesh warper's work.

"Ah fuck! *Pant* I'm gonna- I'm gonna-!"

With Prometheus's head pressed down at the base of the cannibal's crotch, he pumped his cum into her mouth. The flesh warper stayed there until his penis stopped pumping the fluid, once the twitching stopped, she sucked and removed her mouth from the appendage with his seed till in her mouth. Prometheus smiled seeing the exhausted cannibal in front of her, she slid on top of his body where he looked up with a smile. Prometheus opened her mouth to show she still had his cum in there and then swallowed it. Bob laughed and pulled the naked woman into a hug.

"Well, that seemed a bit unpleasant, taste and all," Bob teased, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck and gently and playfully bit her neck.

"Real rich coming from the cannibal," Prometheus joked back.

Prometheus stayed there while Bob recovered from the orgasm, playing with his black hair. She then brought about her tail and wrapped it around his still clothed leg. The cannibal then got up after a bit and surveyed Prometheus's naked body; he cupped one of her breasts and trailed his hand down to her pussy. He began stroking it again, getting the woman worked up once again; Bob smiled and looked down to see his pants were still somewhat one. His penis had stiffened once again as he continued and looked back at his panting lover.

"Yah know what Lamb Lollipop?" Bob asked, still rubbing her clit, "It ain't fair I get to have an orgasm, and you don't. I did walk in on yah doin' yah thang, so the least I can do is help yah with that."

He then moved closer to Prometheus and kissed her again, his hand the moved to her leg, tracing circles on it. Prometheus then repositioned herself onto her back and looked at the cannibal.

"You know I'd love that." Prometheus said, "Well … Please don't keep me waiting."

Bob wasted no time in repositioning himself. He wiggled out his pants and underwear and tossed them to where his sweater and shirt were. The cannibal grabbed the flesh warper's legs to get them positioned; he then got closer to her with his penis resting on top of her crotch. Bob rubbed her thighs before penetrating her.

"Yah sure you can handle this. I ain't wantin' to hurt yah, just lettin' yah know," Bob asked.

"I'm sure I can take it. This ain't my first time having sex; it's been a while sure, but I'll get back into the swing of it." Prometheus answered, reassuring her partner.

With that, Bob nodded and pushed his penis inside her vagina. The flesh warper was surprised with the sudden sensation; yes, she used a dildo in the past, but with Bob's thick cock, it took some getting used to at first due to that fact. Once the cannibal got comfortable, he began to thrust into her, quickly turning her into a moaning and panting mess. He couldn't help but crack a sly smile at the sight, she must've been VERY needy and worked up to already be in this state. The two went at it for a while, with Bob beginning to pant and moan himself.

Prometheus then had an idea; she got up a bit and opened her body cavity and exposing her organs. She remembered how in bliss Bob was when she first did this and thought he would enjoy it more with this being added in. The cannibal's eyes widened at the sight and began drooling at the sight, he put two fingers on her exposed uterus where he felt his cock snuggled up in as he thrusted. The pumping motion as he continued to fuck her added to his excitement and made him start bucking into her and having his hand explore other lower organs (he still kept conscious about not going into the ribcage like last time). Prometheus smiled and moaned louder.

"Ah! Fuck! I knew *pant* you'd enjoy *huff* that," Prometheus got out.

"Well, *huff* Yah know me so well ta do that- Fuck! Fer me," Bob replied, his hand feeling her intestines, "But I *pant* think I'm gettin' - Oh! Close again *pant*"

"Yeah, me *yip* too."

It didn't take long after that for Bob to pull out his hand and start to violently thrust into her. Prometheus closed her cavity up and grabbed onto the cannibal's shoulders, his head then lowered so his forehead to meet her forehead. The duo were panting like tired wild dogs, Prometheus then tightened around Bob's cock and smaller tentacles she warped inside her rubbed up against it. This pushed Bob to his edge and continued to thrust.

"Ah fuck! Lamb Lollipop, I'm gonna- I'm about to-!"

Bob slammed into her one more time and pumped some more of his semen inside of her. The flesh warper then came right after that; she sighed and gave one lighter moan as the cannibal began lazyily thrusting into her to ride out his orgasm. He then stopped and laid on top of his lover; Bob then hugged her and rolled onto his side, his penis still inside her. Prometheus looked up at her lover and scratched his stubbled chin.

"That was ... That was … Amazing!" she confessed, "You certainly know how to satisfy a lady."

"Well, I'm glad I can help with that," Bob said, playing with her hair.

The cannibal then pulled out of her, some of his seed and her juices coating his member. The flesh warper got up too and looked out the window, the sun was starting to set and her stomach rumbled. All that sex really did work up her appetite, but she wasn't starving or in dire need of food at that moment; perfect, she can get cleaned first. Her hands were placed over her stomach and turned to the cannibal.

"Hey Bob," she began.

"Hmm?" he lazily replied.

"I'm wanting to make some dinner, but I'm gonna take a shower first. You can join me, if you want." Prometheus offered.

"Well how can I say no to that invitation. A shower sounds nice as well, after all our playtime there, we can get a cleanin'." Bob accepted.

With that, Prometheus jumped off the bed and gathered her clothes and waited for the cannibal to follow suit. But they both thought the same thing, I can't wait to do that again.