The Ultimate Race; Who Will Win?

The ultimate race; who will win?

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You aren’t gonna lie you had a bad feeling about taking this shortcut, even if you couldn’t put your finger on why. It was fine though because you were honestly enjoying your afternoon walk. As your AirPods died and the dark clouds echoed a threat of coming rain the vibes soon changed as you turned short. Passing by the alley, you heard your inner voice tell you to avoid it. Just two steps in you got a little creeped out and turned around, continuing down the winding streets. But before you got to the corner you couldn’t help but laugh at yourself and return to that alley. It’s a safe neighborhood, you rationalized. It’s just the dark clouds that have you a bit on edge and wouldn’t it make sense to take the shortest way home to avoid them. About a block down the way you spot a hunking guy walking towards you. It’s a bit chilly out, so you recognize his shirtlessness as a bit silly, but not crazy unusual. You think nothing of him until you get closer and can’t help but notice he seems to be staring at you. You try to give him as much space as possible without seeming nervous as you pass by him. Just before you go on your separate ways he seems to steer himself towards you. Not wanting to take any chances you launch into an all out sprint as adrenaline hits you like a Mac truck. But as the first raindrops hit the pavement in front of you, you hear a pair of rapid footsteps hitting the pavement behind. You know in that moment your worst fears have been realized. Instead of listening to your gut, now you’re gonna fill his. You slowly turn your head just as it all goes dark.

I swear sometimes burning a guy off is some seriously hard work. Sometimes I wonder if it’s really worth all the cardio. But hey at least I’ve almost gotten rid of Mike. Funny though how I forget about all the work and sweat when I smell it on another man. I guess I could let them out, but that just sounds like cheating. If I fall to temptation I should pay the price of having to burn them off. What do you mean “What about the prey?”

What do you mean, you don’t know how you feel about this? Look at him! He’s practically begging for you to eat him. You think he started boiling himself for himself? It’s for you, sweat enhances the flavor, but if you want to pass up the finest — fine. This is for the best anyways; to tell the truth I started making my own plans for him.

You know what? Fine. Go ahead. I don’t even care anymore. You’ve been pestering me about this so much for so long that now I can’t even take a shit without you trying to convince me to let you take me. It’s exhausting. I guess you win. You happy now? You happy this is how this relationship ends? I only stuck with you for so long because I knew you’d eat me if I broke up with you, but now I don’t even know that you’ll wait for that. So c’mon. Gobble me up like the monster you are. If I’m nothing but food to you, treat me like food, just get it over with. Right here, right now!

What? Why you giving me that look, a man’s gotta eat. Do I not have the right to eat food when I’m hungry? Geez