The Choice - Brian

Body Horror Trigger warning!

And closer they came. Brian's shoulders sagged with relief because even though he had no idea what was going on, there surely was a chance they did, right? His stomach fluttered; he would have thought with anticipation, but it felt...wrong, too deep. Like something was stirring. Brian swallowed thickly, his stomach gurgled loud enough for the others to hear it, only for a stabbing pain to ripple through him, enough to drag a whine through gritted teeth. Healing, yes, he needed healing, badly.

It came on suddenly; tolerable one moment and writhing the next, had his back paws kicking shallow grooves into the sand as he laid there.

"I can-ugh, I felt something move." and that thought was horrific in and of itself, eyes wide with panic as his gaze flickered between the wolves. "How is that-" even possible, he wanted to say only for the words to be cut off by a cry.

Ripping, tearing. The sharp tang of blood as the side of his stomach split open, weeping a slew of squirming worms, all slick with blood and stomach juices.