You scrutinised your breakfast above you. And you had a thought.
Why shouldn't use this opportunity to eat this one starting with the feet?
You made your decision and acted accordingly. It's not often you eat like this. Variety is good.
You had already removed his backpack, having no taste for the fiber and paper from the books inside. The scaled coils shifted swiftly, wrapping tightly around the upper half of the soon-to-be meal.
You also took the time to remove both his shoes and socks, leaving his feet completely bare. You had always heard that taking your time made the experience much better.
As you opened your mouth, you swiftly engulfed his feet. His toes were pushed all the way down to the entrance of your throat.
And the first swallow came.
You felt his feet slipping as he was pulled downward by the strong force of your gullet. No human was ever able to pull themselves out from there. Not even once. This might have been the case with human kids in your age, or a bit above you. You never attemped to turn an adult human into your lunch. But you were certainly up for the challenge some time later.
The soft muscles convulsed around him, a soft but unrelenting nudge pushed him downwards. Despite his struggling and protesting, he was nothing but nourishment to you.
The second swallow drew your maw over his legs. All up to his waist. The lone boy cringed in disgust as his legs made his way down into your esophagus. You slurped his legs in with a relish and sent the young one down to your humanoid waist.
The boy's waist slipped forward in the doorway of your throat with another gulp. Your jaws had risen all up until his armpits. It was a joy to swallow these humans in a different manner. There was nothing wrong with the old-fashioned method your mother had taught you, but there was always something intriguing about this alternative approach. You weren't entirely sure what made it so captivating.
The human slipped down in a way you could still see the top of his hair covered head. You found it strange why humans had thick patches of hair only on certain parts of their bodies. Born as a reptile, you had no comprehension of such peculiarities.
And with that final contraction of your throat, your meal were sealed the entirety away from the world. Pulled into a dimension of flesh and fluids.
You looked back at the scaled tail and smiled. Seeing how your prey wriggling form slunk down more and more. Inch by inch until it stopped at some point.
But you took your time with one long enough.
"Emily! Let's get to school!"
With a satisfied sigh, you started to slither once Emily walking to you as well. But you stopped for just a moment.
You decided to raid through the contents of the backpack on the ground. While on the move, you took out a snackbar with your scaly fingers. Emily should have it. At least she should have something out of this snack what you had. You offered it to her.
"Here. Humans eat these all the time right?"
"Thanks. You're very kind."
"We should hurry a bit more before we late from school."
"Yeah."
