Maria is right in front of you, her lips slightly parted in surprise, and you smile. She visibly swallows, composing herself, and keeps her eyes up as you approach. Ironically, your Mexican princess probably feels relieved to be chosen, knowing that Lickety is the only one who never took the potion—until today! But why tell her, look what would happen…

Lickety, seeing you’d chosen, went for Leia like a cannonball. The girl jumps, squealing, and runs in frantic circles trying to dodge the zig-zagging advances of the crazy little red-head. You wait and watch the cartoon-ish chase until Lickety leaps up and gets Leia in a headlock.
“Gotcha!!!”
“No! Maria!!?”
You turn back to your own treat sitting on the bed. Maria gives you a sultry smile and glides her long Spanish legs up you sides and brings her tight, angular feet to rest in front of your mouth. You enjoy her delicate, spiced skin as it passes over your tongue, and you can’t take your eyes off her regal face. Her vivid green eyes hold you with a confident gaze and her lips curl as she suppresses her enjoyment of being eaten by you. She brushes her wavy, dark hair back over her bare shoulders, and as your lips approach the hem of her tight red dress she braces both arms behind herself and thrusts her hips to guide you over her thighs. The dull fabric is rough by comparison, and you lean in, quickening your pace, wanting more of her bare skin.
Maria is breathing heavily, enjoying her envelopment. You have a hand under each shoulder blade, supporting her. At last, you clear the clingy red fabric; the renewed touch of her flesh is like a jolt through you. She throws her head back, eyes towards the widow behind her, and your eyes travel past the tops of her breasts, now eaten, and up the delicate lines of her smooth throat. Her mouth is open, long breaths escaping. You cradle her head, her arms leave the bed, and smoothly she slides away. Her outstretched fingers massage your tongue, and then you’re left with only a spicy aftertaste.
“You all done?”
“Yeah.” You turn to find Lickety waiting, bouncing a bit. “You sure cause quite a stir around here.”
“Yup! Cuz I love to eat! Too bad that Maria was so dull. Mine was great!”
“Dull?” You thought she was terrific!
“Yeah. She just sat there, like, forever! Oh well, your loss! Maybe next time, mister.”
It seems Lickety has gotten quite accustomed to having her meals run around the room—it fits her personality, too!

You feel like you could eat another somebody, but you’re pretty satisfied on the whole. What would you like to do next?

1) Look for an unwitting victim
2) You kinda feel bad about Libby and Maria, maybe a trip to the nurse for that potion?