College life has been anything but mundane for you lately. Recently it seems as though you’re threatened from many different directions. Several girls have been acting strangely around you lately and you think that they might be plotting your demise.
Some of the girls are quite attractive, the kinds of girls that you wouldn’t mind being consumed by one day. You’re willing to admit that the thought of being digested by an attractive girl that you like turns you on. You don’t necessarily want to be finished off now this early in your life, but it’s going to happen someday, right?
Some of the other girls though you absolutely want to keep away from. Nasty looking girls with obnoxious personalities. Of course, given the role of men in the world, you have to pretend that you’re friends with these girls and be as friendly as possible, so you hang out with a few of them quite frequently. But the thought of being food for one of them or dying inside of their bodies sends shivers down your spine.
You almost start to wonder if you shouldn’t let one of the girls you do like finish you off in a way you might enjoy so that you avoid being tortured by one of the other girls.
It’s a Friday night early in the school year and you’re hanging out with…

(Try to leave each chapter open to allow for many possibilities)