The door slammed open and in walked a cute, young woman with black and white hair. She wasn’t very busty or sexy, but she had a confident swagger in her walk that spoke of self-assurance. She completely ignored Gary’s wails, more interested in finding out what Gary was trying to hide. “What’s going on Gary!?” Zii, the bisexual rocker girl asked her timid roommate and she moved closer, already seeing where his hand was. He had his hands down his pants and was sitting at the computer; Zii got it instantaneously. She was disappointed to see that Gary was doing an amateur job of it. Where was the hand lotion, the tissues, the sex toys, the whips, and the candles? If a guy is going to masturbate he might as well do it right or not do it at all.

Gary froze up as his first female roommate caught him in the act. The blood rushed to his face as he struggled to move or say anything. The grin on Zii’s face grew bigger and gary feared that things were only going to get worse. He was right because a second later Zii called out to his second roommate. “Didi! Get over her! Gary is waxing his weasel!”

“What is this about a weasel?” Didi said as she walked slowly into the room. Didi was every strait man and homosexual girls wet dream come true. A gorgeous blond French Canadian with huge breasts and an innocent, sweet soul. She was kind to everyone, friendly to a fault and never could say a discouraging word to anyone. She was also completely unaware of the hard-ons and wet panties she gave nearly everyone who saw her. Her golden hair was long and shiny her waist was slim, she had long sleek legs and a nice big, bubble butt that had a bounce to it. The biggest bounce was in her chest though. She should have been called EiEi because her breasts were closer to E-cups then double Ds. She was the kind of woman men fell in love with instantly and she was the last person Gary wanted to catch him masturbating to vore. Zii would laugh at him, Didi would be scandalized.

“Come on Didi, Gary’s getting some from Mr. Righty,” Zii excitedly laughed and moved closer to Gary. Didi did the same, blushing slightly once she saw Gary’s hand in his pants, but not backing away. This wasn’t the first time catching a man jerking off, but usually they were peeking at her at the time. The girls studied Gary in his ultimate position of humiliation, moving their eyes off him to the computer screen. That got Gary to pull himself out of his stupor. Being caught jerking off was humiliating, but his fetish being discovered would be the ultimate humiliation and destroy his life, forever. He reached for the mouse, trying to shut all the window, but Zii grabbed his hand before he could click everything.

“Hold it right there, Gary. Lets see what turns you on,” Zii said as she clicked open some files. She was hoping for something like tentacle monster on effeminate boy action, but instead got a picture of a catgirl being swallowed by a giant snake, then a picture of a giant naga swallowing a guy, then a fat girl in a bathing suit swallowing another guy. Clicking picture after picture, she saw all kinds of different people and furries, all being eaten. Zii let go of the mouse and stepped back.

“Sacre bleu! What is this?” Didi asked as she looked at all the drawings and pictures. They were all so strange, not like the normal sex pictures she had seen on other boys computers. She had actually never seen anything like this before in her life and it confused her more then freaked her out. The faces of the creatures eating others looked so happy and content and they made Didi wonder what they must be feeling. Didi had no idea what she was seeing, but Zii knew exactly what she was looking at.

“Vore Didi. It’s called vore. It’s someone being eaten alive and whole by another thing. It’s a fetish,” Zii explained simply and Didi nodded slowly, thinking she understood it sort of. Zii turned from the computer and looked at a very pale and shaking Gary. One thought ran through Gary’s mind and that thought was right now, he’d give anything to be elsewhere.