You can't shake the image of some nasty, disgusting pervert defiling your mother's goddess-like body, and so you get a look of determination on your face and barge into the room, ready to tackle the assailant you have convinced yourself is there. Standing their, your eyes wide in shock, you certainly see an 'assailant' but the only thing this assailant is doing is licking your mom's trimmed pussy, the woman's powerful thighs wrapped around an all too familiar face. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that she was licking your mom's crotch, because as soon as you barge in, she looks up at you, your mom's juices smeared over her face and dribbling down her chin. It's Kate, and as of last weekend, your first time lover, and she has a subtle smirk on her face as she stares up at you from between your mom's thighs, a look of smug victory for finally scoring with the woman she has been crushing on since you were both little kids. As you stand there in stunned silence, soaking in the display before you, your heart sinks in your chest, a twinge of jealousy perhaps, for just last weekend it was your legs that were wrapped around her head; it was your crotch her pretty little face was buried in.

It's no secret that Kate has a crush on your mom, heck, that's how you became friends. When you were both eight, your mom came to pick you up from school one day, and you suddenly found this cute little blond girl acting all chummy with you, and beaming up at your mom and telling her how pretty she was. The fact that Kate liked girls was never an issue for you, but it's your mom she's lusting about, and she would always say dirty little comments to you about what she would like to do with your mom. YOUR MOM! You don't want to think of your mother doing anything naughty, at least, not around people. When you are in your bed late at night, you often frig yourself thinking about it, your face flushed beet red and your eyes clenched tightly in shame that you are attracted to your own mother and getting off at doing things with her. From that day on, Kate was always by your side, coming over to your house as often as she could to catch a glimpse of the beautiful amazonian mega-goddess. You're not sure which makes you more jealous; the fact that your best friend and now lover is face deep in another woman's crotch, or the fact that she has a smug smile on her face because she got to the woman you have always secretly lusted for, your mom, first. Just one thing comes to mind to break this awkward silence, though. "Geez Kate, you couldn't even wait seven days to jump into bed with another woman!" you shout, not lacking any humor or irony in your voice.

"Well Mary, after trying one Galdom, I just had to try the rest." Kate teases back with a remark of her own. Your family's last name is Galdom, and has always been passed down by the woman in the family. Closing the door so that your sisters won't happen by, you take a step forward toward the bed, a small grin spreading on your own face. "And to think you call me greedy guts! You're worse than I am." you tease right back, coming to terms with the situation, as Kate always did bring out your mischievous side. She calls you greedy guts because you always scarf down your food really quickly, and she always teased you that you eat like you're afraid someones going to take it from you before you can eat it.

Kate starts to open her mouth to come out with another retort, but she is cut off when your stomach suddenly let's out an incredibly loud *grumble*. Dropping to your knees, you wrap your arms over your tummy and let out a pained groan "Uuunnnngg....!" Rushing off the bed and coming to your side, Kate's face is awash with worry as she places her arm around your shoulder to comfort you. "Mary! Are you okay? That didn't sound normal at all. Maybe we should call a doctor." Kate suggests as she gently rubs your shoulders, her nakedness and previous situation pushed aside by concern of your well being.

Your mom, who had remained silent since you burst into the room, stands up and begins walking over to you and Kate. "There's no need to call a doctor, dear. My little Mary is just hungry, that's all." your mother says calmly, just the barest hint of a smile on her beautiful face. "I've heard plenty of hungry tummies before, but no stomach is that loud. She needs a doctor!" Kate insists defiantly. Your mother, however, just leans down and places her hands on Kate's shoulders and 'helps' her to her feet. "It's about time your hunger manifested, Mary, I was beginning to worry about you." your mother says with an almost relieved tone. "When Suzie's manifested last month and she ate her teacher, I was afraid you weren't going to develop at all." she goes on to say, Suzie being the nickname she uses for your younger sister, Susan.

Both Kate's and your own eyes go wide in shock at what your mother is saying, but while Kate's are filled with disbelief and confusion at what your mother is saying, yours are filled with realization and revelation. Something snaps within you and you suddenly understand everything; how you always seemed to be hungry; the mysterious disappearances through out the area over the years; how your mom's and Stacy's bellies always seemed to be bulge unusually large in the morning before using the bathroom; the frequency of needing to call a plumber; and how every woman in your family always seems to be so fit, young, and voluptuous, like goddesses of sensual perfection, every one except you and Suzie. The hunger! As you slowly rise to your feet, you realize that all of this has to do with the abnormal hunger you have always had, and you understand why you feel starved now. You have always stuffed your belly with worthless junk, and never with what you truly crave; and now, as you look over at your friend Kate, you know just what your body has been craving, and you lick your lips in anticipation.

"I had planned on having her for breakfast myself; but she is your friend, and this is your first time, so I'll let you have her." your mom says as she steps forward, pushing Kate along with her. Kate is getting really nervous now, something she doesn't understand is going on here, and she is definitely in a whole lot of trouble. As you stare at her; not with the affection of best friends for half of your lives, but as a predator triumphantly cornering it's first prey; she begins to tremble. "M...M...Mary???" she squeaks out fearfully.