Jen walked home, all the way a contented smile on her face, and a dark satisfaction in her heart, like one she'd never felt before. She felt incredibly connected to a dark energy, one that she'd always known was there, but she was unable to feel until tonight. Her whole body seemed to be humming, but the center of the humming was undeniably her vagina. She could actually feel the energy radiating out from it.
She felt both sexually fulfilled and sexually ravenous all at the same time, and was a little surprised at how fine she felt about it. Selling her soul and becoming one with the animal inside of her made her feel complete for what she realized was the first time in her life.
She arrived at her house and quickly climbed up to her bedroom window, for the first time not worried about if she was caught by her parents. Part of her wanted to get caught, wanted to have an excuse to let the animal out, and to rid herself of her parents once and for all. Still, they were her parents, and she couldn't really see herself killing them, no matter how badly they upset her.
As luck would have it, she didn't wake them up, even though she slipped as she climbed through her window, tumbling to the floor in a heap with a fairly loud "thud". She curled up in bed, careful to keep her panties on as she undressed and buried herself under the covers.
She had a big day ahead for herself. It was three in the morning, and she had to get some sleep, elsewise she wouldn't be able to go ahead with her plans in school. She slept the sleep of the dead, not waking up until her alarm went off repeatedly. She woke up refreshed, however, with visions of half-remembered dreams of destruction and sex on her mind, herself and her mistress on ebony thrones, ruling over an impossibly huge pack of werewolves.
As Jen ate breakfast with her sullen brother casting looks at her over the table, Jen contemplated her next move.