This choice: ..."I'll try it." | Go Back Chapter 13: Do You Really Want to Try? (ID #1041075) an addition by: loony28 ![View loony28's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author "Are you sure?" Your mom asked sounding concerned.
"We need to know," you said shrugging your shoulders. You weren't sure you could vore a boy or girl if you're capable since you've been in a girls stomach before and know the fear.
"Mrs. Jenkins we forgot our licenses at your house," Lisa suddenly said fear in her voice.
"You don't say," your mom said in a thoughtful tone. "Well then we may not have to wait to see if Cammie can vore. Cammie, since Lisa vored you a little while ago you can vore her now."
"No please I don't want to be vored," Lisa said sounding really scared now. "I'll... I'll punch her and run."
"Not if I'm holding you," your mom said a smile in her voice.
You turned around and smiled at Lisa giving her a finger wave like you had seen girls do. "I think you'll be really tasty and make a nice little splash in the toilet." You figured this would be the only time you'd be able to tease Lisa after all the teasing she did to you. You'll probably pay for it later but right now you felt good like you were on top of the world. "Is this what girls feel like when they do this?" you asked yourself.
Lisa had a look of pure terror on her face. Without her license she's open to being vored. "Please Cammie I'm sorry," she said scrunching into her seat and looking to the other girls for help.
"I'm sure I'll be sorry too after I've flushed you," you said grinning.
The van stopped and Lisa took the opportunity to bolt out punching you in the stomach on the way. As soon as she was out of the van she spotted your house and dashed inside. "You girls better go in and get her," your mom said smiling while turning around. "Make sure to tell her I already knew that you three had forgot to bring your licenses with you and that I wasn't serious about Cammie voring her as I'm sure she wasn't serious herself."
"Ok Mom," Tammy said leading you guys into the house. Once inside she yelled out, "It's ok Lisa. Cammie wasn't going to vore you. My mom and her were just having fun with you."
Suddenly there was a scream and a boy cried out, "No pwease don't eat me. Mommy will be sad if you do. I only came in to hide fwom ober girls."
"Well I think Lisa found a meal," Tammy said heading upstairs with the rest of you following behind her.
Once you entered Tammy's room Lisa turned around and said, "This little piece of meat was in here when I came in."
"I was hiding," the boy said shaking with fear. The odd thing was he still had his clothes on and not in Lisa's stomach.
"I thought you would have him down by now," Tammy said looking a little confused.
"Oh I thought I'd let you eat him or whatever since it's your house," Lisa said.
"I think he'll make a good slave," Tammy said smiling. "One of us can eat him later. What do you think Cammie?"
You decided to have a little fun with the boy so you put on a disappointed look and rubbed your stomach saying, "But I'm hungry Tammy."
"Mom's taking us out to eat," Tammy said with a huge smile. "We can get boys that have been sitting in sauce for awhile adding to the taste."
You sighed and said, "Ok we'll make him our slave for a few days then I can eat him." You licked your lips and rubbed your hands together in apparent anticipation.
Tammy slipped out and was soon back with a collar and leash. She locked the collar in place and said, "Ok slave you do not tell anyone about anyone in this house. If you do you will be eaten. Got it?" The boy nodded and Tammy said, "Good." Turning to you she said, "You can use one of my bags until Mom buys you one of your own." With that she went to her closet and handed you a shiny pink bag. Inside you found a few things that a girl might have in her bag.
You told Tammy that you'd meet them back out in the van and went to your room. You had been receiving an allowance even though boys normally don't get one. What would they use it for anyway? Anyway you took the money you had saved up and put it in the matching wallet. You went back out to the van and you were at the mall soon after. Inside a girls clothing store your mom went up to a saleslady and said, "My two daughters are starting to grow breasts."
"That's wonderful," the saleslady said with a smile. "Follow me girls and we'll get you fitted for your first bra." You didn't know what else to do so you followed the lady into a back room. "Alright girls take your tops off," the lady said. You were a bit hesitant but seeing Tammy take her top off without a second thought you followed her example. "A bit shy aren't we," the lady said giggling a bit. "Now just lift your arms a bit so I can measure you." You did as she said and she measured a bit under what would probably be your breasts and then across your nipples. She smiled at you and then measured Tammy. Once she was done she said, "Well your both 30 double A. What type of bra would you two like? We have front closure and pullover styles."
"I think front closure," Tammy said and you agreed with her.
The lady left and returned a short while later carrying many bras in a basket. "Now let's see which bras will fit you best," she said with a smile. As she was helping you adjust a bra she said, "You're pretty red dear. Did something happen to you?"
"I was vored," you said without thinking.
"Oh you poor dear," the lady said sounding sincere. "I hope you had your license on you and the girl got what she deserves."
"I don't have a license," you said again without thinking.
Fortunately Tammy came to your rescue by saying, "She can't get a license yet since she has refused to vore a boy. We were going to get them together but a girl vored her before we went. It scared her and she didn't want to do that to anyone else. Every time Mom would get her to say she would another girl would vore her. I don't know how many times I had to get her out of a girl's belly. After we're done here we're going to go eat and she said she would try again."
"Well I hope you get over it," the lady said shaking her head sadly. "A girl who's too afraid to vore is really sad." She continued to chat with you two as you kept trying on bras. In the end you each got fifteen bras that felt comfortable and you found out that your mom had been clothes shopping for you so you had girl clothes of your own.
The restaurant you went to was pretty nice. They had a table open that was big enough for all of you including the boy who was your and Tammy's slave. You looked at the menu and saw that they had a variety of food, not just boys and girls or pieces of them. A waitress came over and said, "Good evening. My name is Diane and I'll be your waitress. Would you like to order?"
"I'll have the orange thigh of boy," Sally said licking her lips. She may not be able to vore until her braces come off but she could still eat.
"I'll have the same," Amanda said with a grin.
"Live teriyaki boy for me," Lisa said smacking her lips, "12 years if you have it."
"Of course," Diane said with a smile as she wrote the orders down.
"I'll have the live honey girl," your mom said, "18 years."
"Live lemon zest boy 6 years," Tammy said giving our slave a look and making him shake. "Our slave will have a salad and pizza."
"And what about you?" Diane asked looking at you.
You looked at the menu again. You remember eating lemon zest steak before and now wondered if it came from a cow or from a boy or girl. You had a suspicion that it was from a boy or girl and you were surprised that you weren't revolted by the idea. Maybe you could vore someone as long as you can see them as meat. You looked up at Diane and said, "I'll have the live lemon zest... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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