High School Vore - Tumblr Posts
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.
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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)
“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.
He didn’t like it, but he refused to show it. Despite trying his very hardest the last 4 years it ultimately didn’t matter, ‘cause there he was, sliding into the star freshman. He couldn’t really complain too much, for he had been on the other end of this not too long ago. Easily two dozen or so former players had ended their high school careers in his intestines, so it was only fair he’d have the same fate. Still a bit bittersweet, though. I’ll never understand why he went through with it. I mean he could’ve easily flipped the table and even have a fighting chance of taking on the team, but he didn’t. He dearly wanted to live, but to him there was something with more value than life: honor. I’ll never begin to comprehend his decision, but a part of me has to respect the guy.
Observe the perfect prey. Hot, tasty, tired, alone and distracted. Trust me boys, this kid won’t realize his neck’s at stake until I’m up to it.