Sam thought: she can't reach me from here. If I make attempt a dash to the bedroom she'll probably overtake me and eat me. I'll stay put.
At least I got the consolation of making her howl.
And Jen-Wolf was indeed howling and pawing at her eyes. She leapt up doubly enraged and nearly got Sam's leg.
"Nyah nyah bitch! You're just lucky I had a small diner!"
Jen-wolf snarled and swiped at him again.
Sam sighed and wondered how long he'd be up here for.
"This is just grand. I was a dog turned into a boy by my sister who I got attracted to and had incestuous sex with before making both of transform into lust-crazed amoral werewolves who killed and ate our parents, and now I'm hanging naked from a chandelier while my werewolf sister girlfriend tries to kill and eat me. What a life. At least the sex is great."
Just then Jen-wolf leapt up and grazed him with her claws.
"Ow!! Jen you bitch!" He examined the injury--it was a deep scratch extending from his belly button down through his pubes and ending at his upper thigh. Thankfully it wasn't too severe. He tried scrambling further up the chandelier. And then the fixture begain straining.
"Oh shit" moaned Sam, as the lamp's wires started pulling out from the wall. Several drops of blood dripped from his pubic region and splattered on the floor.
And then the chandelier broke, and Sam plummetted to the floor.