"The monster is heaving, tears down its eyes as it looks at it's own reflection on a unnamed beach. Nowhere to go or no recolection of who it was or how it got to where it was at this current moment. It needed love...softness...care. His gut hands low with his massive pink moobs as he quickly stands hearing someone move closer to it. Arms growing sharp spikey spines as it growls as if ready to attack. Looking down to see....you." "W-Who....Are you?....Y-You shouldnt be n-near me i'm d-dangerous!!!" "every syllable feels like a plea to move closer...to not be afraid of him."