A CORNUCOPIA OF OPIATES

Warmth was the only world he knew, a soft bubble of love and adoration, nothing more and nothing less. For now he would not be that cold hearted monstrosity that he would one day become, for now, he was happy and healthy and whole. But all good things must come to an end and suddenly his safe haven became a chamber of pain. Squishing and pulsing, moving and curling, the walls of her uterus would try to push him out and away. Desperately he clawed, snarling, snapping, attempting to recapture his home, but alas, all too soon the pup had lost all warmth and was dropped into the frigid chill of night. He sucked in a large breath and a cry tore itself from his larynx.

Something was nudging him, pushing him towards a warmth he could not yet see, greedily, his jaws splayed open, mouth latching onto a round and pert nipple before he began to suckle with determination. For the moment he was innocent, naive, unshapen, but in due time he would grow to be one of the most heartless souls that walked the face of the planet, it was only a matter of time.