Lauren gazed at her stomach, the flabby mass groaning loudly. The werewolf had just recently finished a meal, raiding a butcher's shop. She rested her hands on her belly, and sighed. "So hungry... Surely I can find some willing prey..." The lycanthrope had recently transformed and had found it impossible to turn back, and her hunger had only grown. Her stomach groaned again. "Maybe an unwilling prey if it comes to it..."