Dawn came, and the four preds in the irreparably stained hotel bed were slow to rise. They lay scattered across the mattress, sheets in disarray, and bodies covered in dried fluids from the previous night’s activities. Ben held Lilo from behind like a large teddy bear as his thick cock penetrated her young backside while Gwen wrapped her thighs around Nani’s face, forcing the older woman’s mouth against her adolescent pussy, which the Hawaiian had been sucking her sleep. The alarm blared, and Ben very nearly activated the Omnitrix to destroy the offending device. Luckily, he couldn’t quite hit the button because Lilo moved too much. The littlest member of the harem was used to eating and carrying adults in her gut, so it was no problem for her to stand while carrying Ben wrapped around her like a backpack. With eyes barely open, she yawned and marched to the nightstand before kicking it across the room to shatter on the opposite wall. With the insufferable noise gone, all was once more right with the world, and Lilo returned to the warmth of the people she treasured most.
*Knock-Knock-Knock*
“Ben, Gwen,” Max called, having embarrassedly forgotten the new girls’ names. “Time for breakfast. Hurry and shower off.”
The B-word was enough to mostly rouse all four preds as their stomachs collectively rumbled. Last night’s activities had burned a lot of calories, leaving an intolerable emptiness that could no longer be ignored. So, with much effort, the naked quartet climbed out of bed and lumbered to the shower that was not built to accommodate so many at once.
“Tight squeeze,” Gwen remarked as she tried pushing through the bodies to reach the shower stream, only for Nani’s butt to envelope the side of her head. “Hey, get that thing out of my face before I eat it,” she tiredly threatened and weakly shoved the deliciously ample cheeks away.
“Oh, s-sorry. But Lilo—”
“Make way,” Lilo griped, clamoring to sit atop Ben’s shoulders so there were at least two fewer feet vying for space.
Groaning while casually squeezing Nani’s ass like a stress ball, Gwen said, “We’re gonna have to work out some kind of schedule cuz the Rust Bucket’s shower is barely enough for Ben and me.”
“Um, if it’s a standard shower like they use on the beach, two is probably fine,” Nani suggested, shivering as she imagined being cramped in such confines with any of these aggressively horny children. Gwen was still kneading her butt cheek, and the thought of Ben being at the nearly perfect height to eat her pussy made her knees weak. “W-we want to save on water, right?” she suggested, but everyone saw what was really on her mind.
“Yay, shower buddies!” Lilo cheered as her new bestie handed her a soapy rag. “Oh, Nani, I can wash your back.”
It took a little finagling, but the four were eventually able to form a sitting wash line with Gwen in front, followed by Nani, and Lilo now in Ben’s lap as her plump little butt ‘accidentally’ squeezed his cock base.
“Hehe, this is fun,” Lilo remarked with bubbly glee as her soapy hands rubbed her sister’s back. “Whoa, Nani. It’s not just your butt. Your back is pretty, too.”
“Thanks, Lilo, but I’m not the only one,” Nani replied while applying a similar treatment to Gwen. “I didn’t notice before, but you have such beautiful skin and remarkable muscle definition. I think that means the people you’ve eaten have mostly condensed into muscle mass.”
Gwen beamed and held her head high. “Glad someone noticed. I could probably carry three—no—four adults at once if I wanted.”
“That’s cool. I’ve never done more than four,” Lilo casually added. “But they always move around so much, so it’s hard to walk.”
“Binging like that is definitely something for when you don’t need to move,” Ben advised. “On the cruise here, I found a nice spot to sunbathe and just let the food come to me. Didn’t need to move an inch except to wave my cock to let everyone know where the party was,” he bragged. “Lilo, it sounds like you tend to digest people right away, right?”
“Uh-huh.”
“I hate to say it, but what Gwen said last night is right. It’s better to hold and let them screw around a little first.”
“Gee, how big of you to say so,” Gwen sarcastically remarked.
“Um, I don’t think I know how,” Lilo admitted. “People go in my tummy, and then they become mush. The only one to ever not do that was Gwen.”
“Then it sounds like your sister’s not the only one who needs training,” Ben observed, reaching ahead with his feet to tickle the woman’s plump rear. “We’ll need to find you both some little kids to practice with. Digestion naturally starts almost immediately after a person hits the stomach, so if you stop the process too late, you get someone who’s half-melted, which is just gross and no fun for anyone. It’s easier to practice with a smaller body so you can stop right away.”
“If I don’t digest them, does that mean I’ll still feel hungry even if my belly is full?” Lilo warily questioned.
“You won’t be as hungry,” Gwen corrected, wanting to have a say in the new girl’s education. “It’s like the difference between a small, serviceable orgasm and the really big kind that you can’t help but smile after. You won’t feel as good, but it’ll still be pretty good, especially if you’ve got a squirmer or two.”
“Out of curiosity, how do you plan on getting children small enough for us to practice with?” Nani inquired. “Even Lilo’s arm was pushing it for me, so I assume you don’t want anyone bigger than her for either of us. Kids like that don’t usually volunteer.”
The Tennysons snickered at the older woman’s naiveté. Sure, preds were legally required to get consent before digestion, and it was just as true that most children weren’t as horny as Lilo. However, the more experienced hunters in the harem knew the ropes.
“What? What’s so funny?” Nani asked, looking between the white kids.
“When you’ve been hunting as long as we have, you learn a few tricks of the trade,” Ben bragged.
“For example, you’d be surprised how many parents get off on watching their kids getting toyed with by preds,” Gwen added.
“I didn’t know that,” Lilo admitted, awed at learning something new.
Ben affectionately rubbed the young girl’s head. “That’s cuz you’ve never looked. I’m betting you just find people who look yummy on their own, get them alone, and scarf ‘em down, right?”
“Uh-huh.”
Nani tensed and whirled to stare at her sister in shock at what she’d heard. “Lilo, you got their consent first, didn’t you?”
Lilo pursed her lips and averted her gaze at being caught, only to feel her bestie’s strong, comforting hands wrap around her middle.
“She did in the end,” Ben answered on his youngest slut’s behalf. “All prey want to be eaten, but some need a little convincing if you know what I mean.” He suggestively bounced his eyebrows to his oldest slut’s bafflement.
“Also, little kids can be especially fussy and hard to control,” Gwen casually added as she reached over her shoulder to guide Nani’s hands to resume washing her. “For example, let’s say we find a kid who’s lost their parents and won’t stop whining. Obviously, we’ve got a moral responsibility to help out, but the little brat’s being annoying. He keeps making up stories about how we ate his parents just cuz we’re preds.” She scoffed dismissively. “His folks probably taught him to be biased against preds or something.”
“So gross,” Ben agreed, licking his lips.
“Yeah. Anyway, we also have a duty to protect the peace, which means stopping the kid from disturbing everyone. If that means, for example, pulling my pants down and grinding my ass on his face, what’s the harm? Plus, so long as I’m there, I might as well treat myself to his little cock, right? I’m a pred, so I’m just giving the little kid a crash course in adult activities. When he grows up, he’ll be a big, strong stud, or maybe even a pro athlete. I’ll bet he’ll thank us when he wins a medal.”
“Too bad his folks bailed on him,” Ben lamented. “Some people can be so heartless to abandon such a yummy little treat, but it happens. And, since his folks are nowhere to be found, that means he’s technically an orphan.”
“Which means all bets are off,” Gwen added, craning her head back to ensure Lilo saw her smirk. “You following us so far?”
Nani sure had, and when she once again snapped around to check on her sister, her heart sank to find the little girl nodding in enraptured understanding. The story the Tennysons told was at least fourteen kinds of illegal. Or, to be more accurate, it was borderline. Admittedly, it had been a while since Nani studied law about vore, but it sounded like the Tennysons were frighteningly familiar with it. Surely, someone had to have explained this to them, and they didn’t figure it out on their own. Even so, the scenario they described was… plausible. Having seen her sister engage in what she thought—at the time—were legal hunts, she knew that most people didn’t ask questions once a predator started eating someone. Even police were generally reluctant to get involved. So, theoretically, an indifferent and plausibly horny populace was likely to turn the other way. For as scared as she’d always been of Lilo, this thought terrified Nani in ways she never imagined. Predators were frightening on a level that simply shouldn’t have been legal. So, with all of that in mind, why were her nipples so hard and her pussy so hot?
1 A casual breakfast at the hotel
2 A very successful practice hunt
3 A less-than-stellar practice hunt
4 A very frustrated alien
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