Nicole heard nothing back from within.


Quietly she turned the knob and listened for sounds both within and about the apartment. Her heart was pounding. She was getting eager to start working on Troy, but wanted to both savor the moment, and not alert him or others of her intent until it was too late.

A sad spot in her heart for Troy sacrificing his body to her carnal pleasure and hunger! But the urge was just too much, she just had to have him. Her sphincter started clamping in pulses in anticipation of Troy entering, and beginning to get sweaty hot in her rear.

Actually it was making her very horny, and stuck her other hand into her pajama bottoms to grip her muff and maybe rub out a little tension as a bit of relief; her clitoris was pounding. Upon entering her pants a swell of heat was released, and her smooth skin glistened with nervous cool sweat, and then her love box was just soaked, swollen, throbbing.


Slowly the door opened, the rest of the place had the lights out, she strained for any sounds, to the point she could hear her own ear drums throb.

It was dark, but small amount of light illuminated the room from a nightlight and the clock on the table next to his bed.


Troy was sound asleep laying on his belly, blanket partly covering his body... Nicole looked at his thin somewhat tone frame, and thought about it snaking into her anus slurping slowly at first... and as he roused working up to a fever undulating sucking motion and her imagination climaxed with his suddenly aware face peering out her anal ring screaming both in shock, fear, but she felt a little arousal. The idea of her friend waking to her small ass swallowing him, terror of the realization of betrayal of trust he gave, fear of dying in the worst way possible as she shows her domination over him as he dissolves in shit, and the knowledge after she consumes him he will return out the same hole he went into her from... She is ashamed of her lack of remorse, even as a tinge of remorse tried its best to over come her anal lust, he realized it was more of just missing his banter with her, but she always saw him as food.

Suddenly her other hand was feeling her cum in her hand soaking her pants. Her imagination, anticipation, and predator hunger worker up as she masturbated a climax off.


So looking around she decided to force him in quietly at first and if he wakes up, have him immobilized.
She nearly popped another orgasm thinking of him squirming all tied up feebly fighting her anal meat blender. She grabbed the tie to his robe.


She mused how often he used his robe but often forgot to tie it, well it will finally get to be used one last time.... A strangely familiar 'funny feeling' in her loins she always got when she felt horny.


"...gggrrrrrrrrrr..... grumble....."


Her belly voiced its support for the lustful hunger as its anticipated meal comes closer.


She crept forward as her ass and muff ached in anticipation of the shit ahead.