My name is Ethan and I'm fourteen years old. Ever since I can remember, I have been obsessed with beasts. I love watching documentaries about animals and reading books about mythical creatures. But lately, my obsession has taken a dangerous turn. I have become drawn to the idea of being prey to these beasts, of being taken and devoured by them.

I know it's a perverse fantasy, one that no one else understands. But I can't help it - it's like an addiction. And I can't resist it any longer. Today, I decided to finally make my fantasy come true.

I made my way to the zoo, my heart pounding with excitement and fear. I had chosen a lions' den as the location, imagining myself as a helpless prey, at the mercy of the strong and powerful predator. I snuck past the gates and made my way to the den. I quickly undressed, wanting to be as vulnerable and exposed as possible.

As I entered the den, the adult male lion immediately noticed me and began to approach me. I got down on my hands and knees, trying to portray myself as weak and submissive. The lion circled around me, sizing me up. I could feel his hot breath on my skin and it sent shivers down my spine.

After what felt like an eternity, the lion finally decided it was safe and mounted me. I felt a stabbing pain as he entered me, but it slowly turned into pleasure as he began to thrust. I was in a trance, completely consumed by the overwhelming sensation of being dominated and claimed by this powerful beast.

But it couldn't last forever. The lion soon finished, and then something unexpected happened. He didn't let me go. He wanted to continue this game, and he was afraid that I would get away. So, he acted.

He bit down on my neck with his sharp teeth, causing me immense pain. But I welcomed it. I knew what was happening and I was ready to accept my fate. I tried to hold still, to make it easier for the lion to kill me. And then, with one final yank, my head was ripped from my shoulders.

I was still conscious for a few moments, feeling the agonizing spasms of death coursing through my body. And as the lion began to feast on my body, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction. My ultimate fantasy had finally come true. And I was okay with dying.