Insanely, she wrenches her body desperately, whipping herself so hard you actually her the snapping of her neck and back as pockets of air are popped in between muscle tissue, something usually reserved for morning stretching. Thinking quickly you encircle her arms and body completely, locking your hands together and wrench your arms in, forming a nice bear hug. Her struggling almost throws you off balance, but you manage to stumble forward, rather than backward, pinning her against the wall.

She continues to toss her head to and fro, but her thrashing legs are the only real concern. You'd be quite incapable of holding her like this if one of those flying masses slammed you where it hurts the most. You force your own legs between hers and slowly spread them apart, leaving them kicking uselessly to either side of you. The last obstacle has been done away with, now it's time to get down to business. Jackpot.

Her head slowly stops flinging itself about and her kicking dies down as she realizes she's been completely incapacitated now. Her eyes grow bright and terrified, and the tears of her fright glisten on moist cheeks. In the moment, seeing her vulnerable face, silhouetted by her fiery red hair, you almost feel like you could fall in love with her.

Almost.

"No, please..." she half-whispers pleadingly as you lick your lips. Then the next, rising like a sirens wail as you begin to widen your mouth, "noooOOOOOOOO-MMPH!" to be cut off when you heave her body up the wall and shove your lips down over her head. A muffled bloody scream echoes in your ears to be replaced by sobbing cries as you take that first big swallow.

You have to smile at the pleasant taste of her smooth skin, it has a faint taste of cherry hidden in it, though for the life of you, you'll never understand why. It takes work to wedge her shoulders in with your arms still firmly locked around her, unable to lend you aid. She pop in generously enough and you swallow her head down where it pushes you chest cavity comically outward. You have to sigh in relief as her screaming no longer echoes directly inside you head anymore. That was giving you a headache.

The rest is slow, tedious work as you sloppily devour her, grimacing at the poor taste of her clothing. You eventually deiced you've work enough of your meal's arms in to render them useless and switch your grasp to her leg which have almost worked themselves free into striking distance of your manhood. You hear a dim cry of despair from within you at this. Apparently Jessica had been pinning her last hopes on just that.

Sorry to disappoint, you suppose.

you have to marvel at the delicate texture of the legs you hold as her midsection and the tips of her fingers squish into your mouth. They feel as smooth as silk and you can't wait to get a taste of something other than her clothing in your mouth. You squint you eeys closed as Jessica's butt begins to force its way into your mouth. You have to swivel her hips manually, as you obviously won't be getting any help from her to finally wedge the object in where it is promptly gulped down.

"MMM!" you actually vocalize your pleasure as you first begin to slide those legs in. The taste is back and you could swear it's even stronger. You generously roam your tongue over every inch of flesh as her legs slowly recede into your gullet. It takes a bit, with how long you savor her, but eventually you're left with two feet that still kick for all they are worth. One slurp and they are locked safely inside the confine of your mouth to be gulped down and sealed deep inside with the brat herself.

"Now that was satisfying," you say absently to yourself as you pop the top on the vile you were given and chug down a small amount. You're rather surprised she doesn't thrash once inside your stomach, but notch it up to her a combination of her having worn herself out already, and having giving in to the futility of it. Besides, you're pretty tired. You crash land on the bed in a heap on you back and pretty soon you are snoring away to the sounds of digestion.

Night comes and goes and in the morning, you feel great. Full of energy supplied by your meal, you practically leap out of bed to greet the day. After retrieving your stuff and dragging it back to the room that Jessica formerly occupied, you run into neko-girl Mizomi. She's all smiles again and great you heartily. She asks how you're liking your new standing and when you mentions your activities of the night before, her face falters a bit.

"You ate Jessica?" She asks almost nervously.

"Well...yeah." You respond now genuinely curious yourself. "Why? I something wrong?"

She pauses, only for a second, but long enough for you to tell she was thinking of whether or not to tell you something before replying with, "Nope!" then cheerily bouncing away. Before she gets completely out of earshot she at least reminds you that you need to go to the office and register as a new Head of House.

You decide that since classes won't be starting for another week, you might as well get it over with while you have the free time and soon find yourself strolling back into the secretary's office. She greets you happily enough, even if she is a little surprised you're still alive. It knocks her back a few steps when you tell her the news but she finds the forms simply enough.

"If you don't mind my asking," she says in that same sultry voice that drives you wild. "Who did you replace, since I need to take her name off the list when I add yours of course."

"Jessica." You state flatly as you fill in the form that seems to demand everything short of your mother's first pet's name. You do however notice that she almost spits out the coffee she is drinking. Great, what now?

"What?" you say, now getting a little agitated.

"Oh nothing," she says, seemingly regaining her composure instantly, "I just didn't expect it to be her is all."

You finish filling the forms and hand them over for her to file away in the rows of cabinets when the desk phone rings. You start to leave when she suddenly motions for you to come back with her finger. She finishes.

"Yes, he's here....yes maam. okay." She hangs up leaving you once again wondering what the hell is going on. The Secretary turns to you and says...