By the time the game has ended, the night has faded into early morning and you drift apart from your cousins as everyone wanders off to bed. You and Rudy are in the same room, down a hallway off the kitchen.
It’s small and functional, typical of bedrooms set up for males. Two beds sit against opposite walls to the left of the door, a wide closet set between them. The room has no windows, as is again typical of bedrooms constructed with male residents in mind, but opposite the closet there is a full bathroom, which is unfortunately shared with another bedroom on the opposite side.
Fortunately, the occupants of that bedroom are Harvey and Freddy, so at least you don’t have to share with a vore.
Bernard is in a similar room just across the hallway, the design of his room and the corresponding bathroom and paired bedroom identical to yours, save that they’re on the exterior wall and do actually have windows. You were jealous, being the older of the two and being stuck sharing this room with Rudy while Bernard & Alexa had their own room looking out towards the tree line, but realistically you knew Alexa had that room and Bernard and Bernard just happened to be sleeping with her. Their adjoining bedroom was occupied by Amanda and Wyatt, who, by the lack of light under the doorway, had apparently already gone to sleep for the night.
Wandering in from the bathroom, still brushing his teeth, Rudy looked over at you putting on your pajamas and asked, “do yoo tink tht Hrvy n Frehdy ill be OK?”, his voice garbled by the buzzing toothbrush.
“Well…” you begin, looking over Rudy’s shoulder to check that the door to their bedroom was closed. “…no, not really. I know Miranda is sweet and all. She’s probably the nicest vore I’ve actually met. Definitely my favorite. But she is still a vore, and… I don’t know. I don’t think Harvey is going to last the week.”
Looking down, Rudy takes out the toothbrush and returns to the bathroom, spitting as you hear the water run. Coming back after a moment, and sitting down on the bed across from you, he looks back towards your cousins’ room and asks, “is there anything we can do?”
“I doubt it,” you gulp. “I don’t know if Bernie had any luck comforting him. It was nice of him to try, but what do you say to someone who’s about to be eaten by his own sister? Harvey knows he’s already as good as dead and gone. His mind’s only been half here all night. And Freddy… well, you know Taryn. If even Mira wants to eat her brother, then Taryn sure won’t hesitate.”
“It’s not fair. Neither of them has to eat their brother. Why can’t they just pick someone else? The whole ‘family give you better gains’ idea is stupid, and even if it were true, they’re going to eat their own brothers just to get bigger tits?”
“Look, Rudy, it sucks, but it’s the way things are. We can’t change it. We’re just lucky we don’t have a sister. I think the best thing to do is not to think about it, just try to enjoy vacation and maybe try to help Freddy and Harvey enjoy it too, while they still can.” You turn off the lamp sitting on your bedside table, the room darkening to be lit only by Rudy’s lamp as you lift off your bed’s covers and slide in. “I’m sorry, Rudy, but if we try to interfere, we’re only going to end up in the septic tank with them.”
You roll over onto your side, facing away from the light and breathing quietly as you thought about what the next few days were likely to bring. Wondering if you’d be sitting next to Miranda again, idly playing cards while Harvey shrieked from within her gut.
After a few moments’ pause and some shuffling, the remaining light winks out, and you drift to sleep, wondering if Harvey and Freddy really will give their sisters greater gains.
