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My Life as a Teenage Voraphile
Enter a world where males are at the bottom of the food chain
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  Chapter 3: Cheerleader Troubles   (ID #372444)
    an addition by: Past Member 'kaela'  More by this author

The warm glow of the computer screen in the schools lab is the only illumination, which suits you just fine. You take another bite of your sandwich and look up at the room’s only door. Hiding out here is a bit of a gamble as there is only the one exit, but after Mary Anne’s nearly successful last attempt to stuff you in her mouth, you decided that the risk was worth it. So far you’ve managed to eat in here without fear of being devoured for over three months now.

You finish your meal before you resume surfing the net, looking up an article on he feasibility of Gravitic Drives, when you here a click as the doors open. You immediately turn off the screen and drop to the floor, just before the lights come on. For several long moments you hear little more than the hammering of your own heart, and the rustle of fabric. “Terrance!” a sing song voice calls out. “Oh Terrance! I know you’re in here!” You peek around the deskr and curse as you spot Mary Anne standing in the doorway. Her chest shows signs of recent enlargement, as they strain against the fabric containing them. Which means she’s recently fed someone to her breast that always makes her exceedingly hungry in the belly.

“Come now Terrance, your devouring is long over due. Look on the bright side, at least when you go out, it will be at the hands of a Goddess like me!” She vamps in the doorway as she speaks. “I mean your death will add to my beauty, you should realize what an honor that is.” Her eyes begin to search the room and you duck behind the desk just in time. “Don’t make me come and find you, Sweet treat. You won’t enjoy it if I have to come and find you!” her voice turned noticeably harsher at these words.

Looking about you take stock of your situation and try to find some way to escape.
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