The school day passes, all too slowly of course. You go from class to class, each of which gives you the same overwhelming burden of work, and each of the teachers think they are being easy on you. You do hope the claims of vores having great ability are true. Otherwise, you are just hopelessly overburdened here.

Thinking back, you at least have reason to hope. The last year or so back home, you had been thinking that school was really getting easy. That would have been when your vore abilities were just starting to manifest. You did wonder why the other girls were complaining so much.
Is that how Christa knew you were vore? Did she just select the girls who were doing really well in school? Now that you think of it, Suzanne and Brooke didn't make any complaints about school work either. It could be...
Well, anyway... Just maybe you might be able to handle all this work if they are telling the truth, and you work like a dog. But it is a really daunting burden and you don't really see how you are going to pass.

Speaking of passing... It's time for Rickie to come out. So off to the facilities. [You had thought they were rather strange at first, but having been deposited in one, and later putting Rickie in it, you find them well designed for the needs of the non-digesting vore. You can expel Rickie with minimal inconvenience to either of you.]

Rickie is eager, over-eager in your view, to take up where he left off. "It's lunchtime. I bet you are hungry..."

You are, but... "Not until you have had a shower. Get in there and clean up!"

His answer is a resigned "Women!", but he does as told and hits a shower.

"While you are washing, I'll write up a copy of your homework"

"Why should I bother? I'm human. I can kick back and have fun until somebody digests me."

"Two reasons for starters. I am not going to have a roommate loafing around when I have all this work to do. You are going to work or I am going to make your life miserable. And more positively, I am going to need all the help I can get, and I will be very grateful to a helpful roommate, and yes, I do mean grateful."

"But teach said you vore are so superior..."

"That's probably exaggerated if it is true at all. I bet if you apply yourself, you can keep up. And even if you can't, you can surely do something useful."

Again your hear a resigned cry of "women" as you work on the homework list. You finish as Rickie does, and he advances on you, probably with both lust and vore on his mind. Not really a bad idea either or both ways. [You seem to be adjusting to vorehood rapidly. A couple of days ago, either would have been out of the question.] However, business before pleasure, and you put a firm hand to his chest, not gently where he would likely prefer it.

"First things first." [Well, maybe he has a different idea about what are first things, but...] "We have a lot of work in front of us. Here, I included a list of school supplies you are to fetch. I'll be getting some books we will need from the library. Now, off with you." Before he can protest, you make your own exit.

You compliment yourself on handling that well as you head to the library. Of course, you did sorta promise to be his little toy when you aren't busy with schoolwork, but you did get your way without much fuss. If he thinks he got a good deal too, he could be right, and when it comes down to it, you may well enjoy being his toy.
Anyway, there are books to get now, and so you rush into the library and start grabbing them...until another hand grabs the next volume just as you do. Turning you see one of the students in your class, a hot little natural blond [the proof of that being right before you]. Her name was Lillian? Sounds right. But she looks delicious [and your stomach rumbles at the sight of her], and she is carrying several volumes just like you are, quite possibly the rest of the books you want. Now how are you to get the books you need?