The Next Afternoon

The next afternoon

Huh, lost that bet.

It had been a long day at the bank. You had only worked there for the last couple months, but had already made more than all your college jobs combined. To celebrate that milestone you had used your newfound saving to get a brand new bright Orange mustang. It had been your dream, and there you have it, at just 25. You picked it up rather unceremoniously the night prior from the dealership and had only driven it to home and then to work in the morning. Though traffic meant you didn’t break 10 mph the whole gruel to work, you somehow didn’t mind. It was a Friday and you’d finally earned a long weekend with your new sports car.

Walking out there’s a hot pair of sunglasses standing next to your beauty.

“That yours?”

“Yeah, just got it yesterday!”

“I always wanted a mustang. This is my first chance to get one new.”

That response seemed a bit odd, but you decide to give the dealer’s info

There’s a flash and the weirdest sensation comes over you. It takes a moment, but you realize why you had to get a hefty life insurance policy before getting the car.

You had thought you’d regret giving him a second chance, but washing up you convinced yourself those fears were overblown. Tonight he had behaved himself like a perfect gentleman, putting courtesy and chivalry in place of his usual toxic competitiveness. It finally happened, you thought, he was a changed man. Why he even ordered just a personal pan, when he usually would’ve gotten three family sized and turned the date into an eating contest.

You dry off and return to the table, when

OH MY GOD!?

“What?”

“What did you do?”

“I’m just enjoying my meal, very filling.”

“Knock that stupid smile off your face, that’s gotta be a deadly sin!”

“Not once at University of Notre Dame did they mention the commandment that ‘thou must not eat thine hunk pizza waiter’”

“What about Murder!?”

“Someone’s jealous they won’t get to settle in my belly for another 3 weeks”

He looks off, as you reach his waist. You feel a little bad about it, to be 100% honest. Yes, you are hungry; yes, he looks so tasty; and yes, you’ve done this easily a hundred times before without batting an eye, but this is different. He is so calm, so at peace with his situation. It’s not like normal. There’s no feeble pleads, no desperate struggles, no anger and not so much as a twinge of fear. Every other time it was this grand struggle where you had to triumph in this game of cat and mouse, but not now. He just looks out, savoring his last sunset, or more accurately what would’ve been his last sunset. Despite all of the fights against you, not once did you not conquer your meal, but this time you do something unprecedented. You slowly guide him back out and let him go. He only has one life, but you’ll have other meals.

#srb

Here’s a question many who are not familiar with vore ask: Is it legal? Is eating another human being legal? Well, yes and no.

First of all there’s the states in Orange. These four states protect the right of predators in their constitution and therefore any regulation whatsoever is illegal with the exception of age. In Florida each municipality sets their own age while Texas and Wyoming set this age at 13; Nevada is at 18. In practice this only matters if an adult eats a minor, since minors can not be charged with any vore related crimes in these states.

In the red states, provinces & territories there exists no such laws specifying legality either way aside from barring adults from eating minors under the age of 18 (again minors can eat whoever).

In the blue states and provinces vore is legal if and only if consent is given. In practice this doesn’t actually do much of anything, though since, due to a controversial Supreme Court ruling, the burden of proof is on the prey. Almost always the prey can not testify due to the obvious and their family can almost never prove for certain that the prey did not give any form of consent. Because of this predators are only ever charged if they are an adult and eat a minor, or if there is a great struggle in a public place and there are many witnesses. Even still, joining a frat house, wrestling match or even stepping foot inside certain casinos legally qualify as giving consent, so it’s important to read the fine print and pay attention to signs. If you somehow did get charged it would be a kidnapping charge, even if you fully digest them.

Finally there’s the green state of Utah. Utah has an old law on the book saying that only Mormons were allowed to vore and that nobody could eat a Mormon, however, before you pack up and move to SLC for the unlimited feast and protection from voracious neighbors, this law doesn’t really do anything in practice besides barring people from voring on LDS property.

Stay safe & Happy Voring!

What you looking at? Fine, next time I won’t shop hungry