"Well, I'm a lunch."

"Lunch?"
Shaska nods her head as she smiles and makes a circular motion near her ear. Clearly she deems Betty a harmless nut.

"The psychologist calls it Moderate engulfment syndrome, or some other big old words. There's also Severe-we call them breakfasts- and Minor-we call them suppers-.What it amounts to is that some girls like being eaten. Most are scared, even terrified of the idea, but I think of your stomach as a warm comfy blanket. Silly psychologist babbles about an urge to return to the womb or something, but I just feel good inside. It feels right.
"Outside the school, you don't last long with this attitude. No matter what promises you make not to digest someone, you vores are just too much slaves to your stomach. Sooner or later you will just have to digest somebody and there I would be easily within reach while the other girls are staying as far away as they can. I will have some very nice times in your belly if I'm lucky and you let me out, but eventually you keep me and I'm a warm feeling in your middle.
"Here in the school tho, I can just keep dousing myself with the nurse's medicine and every time somebody eats me, I just reform in the office and can go find another stomach to fill. It's actually a real safe place for me."

"I would think all that acid would cure you of that."

"Oh some of you vore do have a pretty bad acid problem, but most are just a tingle, if that. I've been converted into soup several times without feeling a thing. For the bad cases I carry around a jar of antiacids and insist they swallow some before they swallow me."

"You were mentioning breakfasts and suppers?"

"Yeah, your supper is pretty much a normal human. Probably some of them are normal. My psychologist admits there is a lot of guessword in the diagnosis. She wants to stay out of stomachs, or at least says she does. But she keeps getting too close to vores and not taking safety precautions and... Guess you could say she doesn't know what she wants, unlike us lunches. But she does try to avoid being eaten and so she is often still walking around the campus at supper time and thus gets the name supper, while a lunch like me is often a meal by noon or so. Thus lunch.
"Now your breakfast is a real nut case. They'll beg you to eat them. We even have one around here who tries to force-feed herself to you. You won't see much of them. They spend 23 hours a day in somebody's stomach. 1st thing they do every morning is look for somebody to eat them. So they are out of sight by breakfast time and get that name."

"So any way I can't tell you about the 1st time I vored since I have never vored. Now how about your 1st time?"