This Is The Last Thing Youll Ever See. In A Flash Everything Goes Dark And Youre Halfway Down His Gullet

This is the last thing you’ll ever see. In a flash everything goes dark and you’re halfway down his gullet before you realize what’s going on. You were in a serious relationship, moving up at work and even settled your student debt. Funny how life works. You work your tail off for a decade and when you finally have things pretty good you wind up some guy’s lunch.

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”

We open in a park with two high school seniors. They know each other, but aren’t exactly what you’d call friends, just aquaintences.

(I don’t own the image)

Tommy: Wait, so you’ll let me do it then!

Brandon: Yep!

T: Thanks, but you sure?

B: Yes, I just have one quid pro quo; one thing I want off the bucket list.

T: Sure, what is it?

B: I want to eat someone.

T: No that’s ridiculous, it’s much more efficient if I ate both of you.

B: Yeah, but you’re gonna help me do this.

T: Or I could just force you down now.

B: No you can’t because you won’t dismiss a willing prey, sure the hell not when you’re dying to know what it feels like to consume a Pred with his own guy kicking around in there.

T: You’re right, let’s do this!

Poor Jon didn’t know what was happening until it was too late.

(Tommy [left] will consume Brandon [right] a few hours later)

That there is a very certain look. The look that says I just downed my first prey. The look that says I am so satisfied & feel great. The look that says that I know you won’t have to pay rent next month.

Gotta say, that’s not the kind of fruit I thought I’d be walking out with, but it’s honestly better. With a double date all ready, now I just need to decide which one me and my buddy each get.

“Looks like Tyler’s gonna have to cancel” read an ominous snap. Allison didn’t know what to make of it at first. She knew Greg could be an asshole, but eating her boyfriend two weeks before homecoming was a new low even for him! Greg tried to calm her with some bogus stories about Tyler being gay and him trying to save her from heartache before offering her the opportunity to go to the dance “with a real man”.

It was the night of HOCO when Greg pulled up in his used Cadillac. The plan went brilliantly, he thought, pleased with his performance that didn’t even leave the girl he had a crush on since sophomore year to hesitate his offer a moment. He rang the doorbell, 10 minutes late, but still cocky as ever. It was then, as Allison’s older brother swung open the door that he realized his grave miscalculation.