You try to run, but find yourself immobilized with fear. Somehow the mere sight of the werewolf has rendered you helpless. The werewolf closes in on you, encircling you and looking you up and down as it does so.
"What is a human like yourself doing in these woods, the woods of the Lycan?" the werewolf asks with a sneer.
It takes you a second to get over the fact that the beast is actually speaking to you, but you manage to stutter a reply.
"I...I'm just trying to get home from my job. The road I normally take is b-blocked," you say.
"You may not pass through the woods of the Lycan without giving proper tribute," the werewolf declares.
"T-tribute?" you say, thinking hard for a moment, "I-I work at a bank! If it's money you want, maybe I can arrange-"
"NO!" the werewolf shouts furiously, "What use has our species for your 'money'?" he spits, "No, I am thinking of a more... gratifying means of payment."
The werewolf's stomach growls and he lifts you into the air, licking his lips hungrily, his red eyes wild with the primal excitement of a predator about to devour its prey.
"No... please don't eat me!" You begin to beg frantically, fearing for your life. The werewolf laughs coldly and a grins ear to ear.
"Foolish human! You fear for your life! You cannot comprehend the honor you should feel, to be consumed by a member of the great Lycans!" the werewolf shouts with contempt.
"I don't wanna die!" you scream, thrashing about in a vain attempt to escape the werewolf's iron grip.
The werewolf laughs again at this comment. "You are far more foolish than I thought!" he says, shaking his head in disbelief. "You shall not be harmed by my digestive system. I consume you only for my satisfaction!"
"Do what?" you ask in confusion.
"Allow me to put it into terms you can understand," the werewolf says with a frustrated sigh, "After I swallow you, you shall fatten my belly for an hour's time. Then you shall pass through my bowels and I shall excrete you. When you are released, I shall allow you to go on your way. The scent of my waste on your clothing will inform other Lycans that you have paid tribute and are free to pass."
"Wait..." you think for a minute or two before saying, "Wouldn't it just be easier to poop on me instead?"
"Interesting," the werewolf replies, "But not nearly as satisfying as a full stomach. Now, there are two ways of doing this. I can either swallow you now, or use my ancient powers to shrink you first. The second way makes the excretion easier, to be sure, but the first way is far more satisfying on the appetite. Hmmm..."
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