《Far Too Little (Age Regression)》Whats happening next
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Hey everyone, as you know, far too little has come to an end. While i have thought about continuing it, I just genuinely can't think of much else to do rn. A little part of me says the story is on hold but that really just complicates things and it was just a nice point to cut it at.
...but that doesn't mean, I'm finished with all of you.
I'm already working on a new story, this time centered around Jam and Andrew's story! And I'll hopefully be pumping out chapters of that soon.
This also does not mean the end wrens misadventures with his daddies, I do plan to continue writing little wren based chapters in the one-shot book(which please do go check out, the halloween special is currently on there:D), and who knows what the future might bring. If my brain can figure out a good enough idea.
Anyways, I thought I might give ya'll a sneak peak of what's to come.
Guys, gals and nonbinary pals I present to you (working title)
I'm Not a Puppy
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10 years, give or take. That's about how long I've been on my own. I think it's better this way, when I traveled around with my mom I was nothing but a burden to her.
You see I'm what you could call a rarity of this world. A werewolf.
About a year or 2 ago I was bitten by what I thought was a wild dog, turns out no, not a wild dog, and it's all been downhill since then.
My body is working against me and I have no idea how to help myself. My life has been changing to be like the rest of the various 'supernatural beings' in this world, but not in the way I thought it would.
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I'm weakening instead of becoming stronger, I'm more emotional now and I dont like it. Werewolves are supposed to be big and strong, at least that's what I've heard they need to be to survive.
I soon realised I wouldn't be surviving long if I kept on the path my body wanted to go. So, I rejected it, forced down every instinct and vowed to never be what people assumed I would end up. A weak defenseless puppy.
"Nonononono, please"
I rummaged through my tattered old backpack, how could I only have 1 left. Stupid fucking things, and they just have to be expensive don't they.
I grunted and threw my bag down, kicking it before sinking down the wall of the dingey alleyway I found myself in.
I don't have the money to buy more and I need to get it somehow.
I scanned the streets around me, it was late, not too many people out but enough to blend in if needs be.
Taking a deep breath, I slung my backpack around my shoulder, put up my hood and slinked through the few people around me, this had to be quick. Brushing by a few people and mumbling sorrys, i waited for the moment.
Bumping into the last woman I passed, I carefully nicked her purse out of her handbag, it was open anyway. Thats practically asking to get robbed.
Quickening my pace enough to get away but so as not to raise suspicion I searched through for my prize.
Opening up the purse, I searched through it. Card, card, photo of kids, like 20 business cards jeez and.... 5 dollars.
"Fuck! Why does no one carry cash"
I threw the purse to the ground and walked back to my alley, my momentary safe space. The streets were deserted and I nearly gave up hope.
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Until a tall man rounded the corner, normally I would take easy targets but I was desperate and he was my only option. He looked respectable, maybe a bit worn down but from what I could tell at a glance an alright guy.
I took another deep breath, fixed my hood back up and walked towards him. I prayed to myself that this didn't look to suspicious, I work better in crowds but it's too late for that.
Looking off in another direction, I bumped into him, sending me stumbling back. Jeez this guy's big. The man immediately apologised and asked if I was alright. I gave him a curt nod and a 'Yeah' before slipping past him and smoothly reaching into his side bag. I grabbed what felt like a wallet a pulled out, sure enough, a leather wallet.
Mission accomplished.
When suddenly the man spun around grabbed my wrist, that held his wallet.
"Just what do you think you're doing?"
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Boy oh boy, doesn't this just intrigue you and make you want to listen out for this exciting new release.
On a more serious note though.
Thank you all so much, you're all absolutely amazing people and I genuinely still can't fathom that this book became popular and that ya'll stuck with me through pretty cringy and probably gonna be eventually edited openings and me trauma dumping in the authors notes, which I do apologise for.
This book has been a little passion project for me, and it's wonderful that I was able to share it with so many people.
So a genuine thank you to all of you, maybe a tiny bit more to my special favourite readers you know who you are, slipping into my dms and such. You all are constantly making my day better.
Well, I suppose I'll be seeing you all quite soon on the flip side.
Buh bye now!!
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