“Kaitlyn, I love you,” Nikki whispered under her breath. Her friend – her vorish friend – had made doing all sorts of things possible. Going to the cinema. The park. Eating lunch in the cafeteria. She made Nikki unafraid.

Nikki was queasily aware that not being afraid of her wasn't a good reason to be in love with her, even though Kaitlyn had one of the sexiest bodies she'd ever seen. Well, a body as sexy as any other vore. But Nikki had had chances to appreciate Kaitlyn's body, whereas other vores were something to look away from and flee, even if they were some of the sexiest things walking around on two legs.

Of course, sometimes those bodies walked in on those wonderful legs, with their bellies screaming and hanging impossibly far out over their waistbands, and reminded her just how horrific and dangerous they were.

Even Kaitlyn.

When her BFF's belly was full, Nikki could hardly look at her. She hated being reminded that she could end up in Kaitlyn's belly, and that it was especially likely if she told her she loved her.

Nikki wanted to get up close and personal with Kaitlyn, but the idea of being inside her... well, maybe just a finger or two would be okay. Or a tongue...

I have to say something, Nikki told herself for the thousandth time. If I don't, I'm going to explode.

“That's all for today, class,” Ms Therma said as the bell rang. “Get the heck out of my classroom if you don't want to be my dinner.”

The boys began their usual sprint for the door, some chased by hungry and voracious girls who'd been eyeing them hungrily for the duration of the lesson.

Ms Therma snagged Phil Dickson out of the herd. “Phillip,” she said. “I've been meaning to complement you on your essay. It was the worst pile of shit I've ever had the displeasure to mark. Why don't we discuss just how shitty you can be over dinner, hmm?” She smiled wickedly, her mouth already wider than would've been possible for a human woman.

No-one tried to help him, though one of his friends glanced back, his eyes full of regret. It gave Ceri the chance to grab him, and pull him into a kiss that quickly engulfed his head.

Kaitlyn gives both her fellow vores, classmate and teacher, a cheery thumbs-up and wave as she strides out through the door. Clearly she's not looking to dine on a classmate today.

Of course, I could be about to change her mind, Nikki thought.

Two boys dead. Not bad, for an afternoon lesson before home-time. Even when Nikki finds the full-bellied Brie chatting to Kaitlyn in the hallway, and have to up it to three.

The class's already smaller heading inexorably down from more than thirty members at the start of the week. If it made bell on Friday with more than twenty, the boys and unlicensed girls had had a good week. On Monday morning, it'd be full again, replenished from the reserve classes with their high proportion of boys and often-male teachers. At the start of the your high-school career they and their cheap, nasty tower-block of a building had been filled to bursting. By graduation, it'll be a vacant derelict.

For now... at least the overcrowding has been relieved. The schools sewer system is very efficient.

“Brie,” Nikki said, “I need to tell Kaitlyn something. Can I borrow her for a minute?”

“Sure,” Brie replied, licking her lips. “Have a nice snack, Kaitlyn,” she called over her shoulder as she strode away, full belly jiggling happily.

“Um, meal?” Nikki asked.

“Ignore Brie,” Kaitlyn replied, “she has that whole cheerleader thing where she thinks it's funny to threaten to eat your unlicensed friends. I don't quite understand why Julianna doesn't run a mile. Or brain her with a teapot. She must be crazy,” Kaitlyn said. “If she wants to get eaten by Brie, she might as well just make a pass at her.”

Not as crazy as I am, apparently, Nikki thought. “Brie would eat her if she did,” She said instead. And swallowed nervously.

Kaitlyn eyed the little bulge working its way down her throat hungrily. “This won't take long, will it?” She asked. “It's just I'm...”

If Nikki had noticed Kaitlyn's hand caressing her empty belly with the promise of food, it certainly would've shattered her confidence.

“I'm in love with you, Kaitlyn,” she blurted.