The bus had too many problems for you to make this meal safe, you realized. Tiffany was sitting far away; Any approach you made would destroy your element of surprise. Then there was the fact she was near her friends, both vore-capable and not, which spelled trouble for you. They could have easily kept her safe from your attack and even if you had somehow gotten her, Tiffany's vorish friends would no doubt take retribution on your own friends and family. The mental image of your dear mother churning inside some skank's stomach finally convinced you to wait until later.

After a brief trip, the bus pulled up to the school and began letting kids out. As per custom, the predators got off first, then their friends (like Tiffany), and then the rest of the students. You began to fret as she disappeared from view down the stairs and entered into the crowd of students waiting just outside. Worried about losing her, you nearly jumped out of your seat as soon as you could and bolted down the stairs, nearly tripping. After regaining your composer you dart around the campus and begin the hunt. Thanks to your speed, you find her rather quickly.

About 20 feet away, you recognized Tiffany's curvacious figure. Better still, she was facing the same way this time, which allowed you to get a good look at her rump. It was rounded and bubbly, stuffed in a tight pair of jean shorts that covered enough to meet the dress code for decency. Saliva filled your mouth as you gazed on, your stomach eager to digest such a fine piece of meat. "This is what Mom must feel like when she sees a well cooked steak" you thought to yourself.

Inching forward second by second, you had to make another decision. Devour her directly in public, or bring her to a more secretive place?