Chapter 11

With a snarl,Brance sprung from the bushes.He hit Len dead on,claws extended,teeth snapping with ferocious strength.Len staggered back a step and Brance’s claws raked down the front of his chest,down his ample stomach;Brance howled out his hatred,his loathingof these men as his claws found purchase in flabby folds of flesh.His teeth closed around the hand at Len’s crotch,biting into fingers and cock alike,tearing into the man as if trying to rend him apart.

Len’s cry of surprise turned to shrieks of pain as razor-like fangs punctured his balls.His voice rose two octaves to screech into the night.“Get’er off me!Get this damn cat off me,Josiah!It’s eating me alive!”