Grumbling about "easy come, easy go", you proceed to let the ladies out of the chains. You are pretty sure they will just vanish on you, but you have done pretty well by being a nice guy, and you just have to take the bitter with the sweet.

At least the girls don't try to rush right out the door, but as you and Lizzy leave to get her breakfast, you are feeling sure you have seen the last of all those easy meals.

However, now to find a Chink...which proves not easy to do. They should be more common than this, but you just don't run into one. Maybe just random numbers. Maybe there is some special event. Anyway, you are getting nowhere at finding a lass, or at convincing Lizzy to dine on somebody else.

Finally you spot this nice little Chinese piece moving quickly in your direction, but then, just before she is close enough to attack, she turns when the pathways cross and starts away from you. Since Lizzy is slowed by the baby, there is no way she can catch her.

Well, you are not going to let the only prospect you have seen get away. So a quick run and grab her from behind. Should be no problem holding her until Lizzy can start eating. Chinese women are meek and submissive, right?
Note to self: While stereotypes are frequently accurate in general, there are always exceptions...

Suddenly you are flying thru the air to land in front of the little lady. Quickly, you get to your feet and lunge at her to stop her from escaping. But she is going nowhere. Instead, she puts a leg in your way and you do another header into the dirt.
You get back to your feet as the girl hurls a lot of words at you. Those you can understand are not at all ladylike. Of course you get the general message that this dish is not interested in being dined on.
Not that you are interested in what she wants. Again you rush in, and again things don't go according to plan. Some sort of Judo throw? You thought Judo was Japanese. Of course, maybe the Chinese have something like that too.

Not that you have much time to consider that. All too soon, you hit the ground with stunning force, and are slow to rise, too slow... You feel wet lips around the top of your head, and you are feeling too groggy to stop her from eating you.
This is just not your day...

But now this unfrail member of the frail sex stops swallowing you. No time to ask why, or you will be asking from inside her. Instead, you quickly jerk yourself free before she can get firm control of you.

Looking to see what happened, you find that those self-defense people who tell you to focus on your foe are full of it when there are two foes. The chink focused on you and ignored Lizzy's approach, and now Lizzy has her feet in her mouth.
She might still get free, but not when you are there to help out. Even as she tries to rescue herself, you are grabbing her arms and blocking her.
A moment later, she is doomed.
As the girl lies face down with Lizzy working on her thighs, you get to work stripping her. Clothing really makes a meal so bland... So dress loosened so it goes around Lizzy's neck. Ah good, no undies. Open the blouse, and unsnap the bra... Your victim has had time to describe your ancestors unkindly for several generations by now, but she doesn't resist your efforts to remove her clothing. Quite possibly it is a new outfit, and one she does not want ruined in a struggle. Soon you are gazing at a lovely body. Perhaps not as full a figure as you would deem perfect, but still well worth your attention.
A sudden end to her swearing at you tips you off that Lizzy has sent her over the top. She continues to swear, but in a much less focused manner. It seems the girl is multi-climatic and she is having an orgasm with about every swallow Lizzy takes. Hips, waist, chest, shoulders, and head each vanish to her foul-mouthed cries of joy. For a moment, you think that is the end, but she has one more climax as she gets fully into Lizzy's belly.

More than a bit battered, you help Lizzy to her feet, and then back home to see if the druggies kept their promise.