Before he has a chance to run away you quickly grab him by his shirt collar and bring him towards you. Your green eyes, flaming with anger send shivers down the boy's spine. He tries to mutter out a response to help ease his situation and try to prevent himself from being your second breakfast.
“I-I-I’m sorry! It w-wasn’t my... I had no choice!” He stutters with tears welling up in his eyes. You can’t believe he has the guts to say that too you. His words only continue to fuel the fire of your anger.
“Really?! You had no choice?! Don’t make me laugh! You honestly expect me to believe that?” The anger, clearly evident in your tone continues to strike fear into the boy's heart (and most of your classmates as well as they watch the show go down.)
“I- yes I mean n-no I... mean I was told too. Cindy threatened to eat me if I didn’t do put the gum in your hair. P-please don’t eat me!” The boy cries in total fear, the tears now leaking from his eyes. You can’t help but give a smirk and lick your lips before giving your reply.
“Heh. Well, you should’ve thought about that before you put gum in my hair.” You say almost evilly. You move both your hands to his arms and pin them to his sides before slowly opening your mouth to devour him as your classmates look in horror.
“NO! PLEASE I’LL DO ANYTHING! DON-MMPH!” You cut off his cry for mercy by shoving his head into your salivating maw.
It has been quite a while since you ate another being. You have almost forgotten what it taste and felt like. It was just as good, if not better than you remember it. The boy struggles helplessly as he tries to avoid his fate. His tears, now gushing out of his eyes trickle onto your tongue giving your meal a nice salty flavor to it. But now is not the time to savor your food. Class is starting soon and you need to get this done and over with. With a powerful gulp you squeeze his head into your esophagus, causing the boy to squirm frantically in a desperate attempt to escape. You have to bite down on his neck to help keep your prey in place. As his struggles weaken you go back to swallowing pushing the boys body deeper into yours. He now realizes there is nothing he can do to prevent his fate and his struggles slow to a stop as he accepts his fate. This is great news for you as this allows you to just focus on swallowing to get him into your belly than rather focusing on keeping him still. You continue your onslaught of swallowing to the point where only his legs stick out from you maw. You can feel his head in your stomach, your stomach grumbles hungrily as it demands more of the boy. You lean your head back and let gravity do the rest as his legs slide down your throat. You finally stop at his feet and bite down on them. You take off his shoes and socks before giving his bare feet a playful licking before swallowing them. With one final swallow the boys fate was officially sealed as your meal as your trace his feet down your throat with your finger, behind your breast and into your belly.
“UUURRP” a large bubble of air releases from you mouth allowing your stomach to better squeeze its contents. You look down to the now human shaped orb that is your stomach. Your tan belly bumping up to being just under your boobs to being just above your kneecaps.
“Ahem. Excuse me.” You say in an embarrassed lady like tone before sitting back down in your seat, Your large tan belly just fitting under your desk. As you look around at your other classmates and take a look at their faces, nearly everyone held a disturbed look of fearful disgust, Although Daniel’s face was one that was deep red in blush. There is also another face that wasn’t like the others, Cindy’s. Cindy had a vile smirk on her face showing the fact that she knew what you would do to the boy if he did what she said. Cindy... her name makes your blood boil. Ever since kindergarten she has picked on you, tripped you, and got other kids to do it too. She was second out of the five predators in your school including you. You don’t know why she picks on you, you have never done anything to her. You just want her to fall prey to someone and... wait... Your a predator! You can just eat her yourself, except there are a couple problems with that. Cindy is a better and a more experienced pred than you do she can easily beat you in a fight and she is the daughter of the richest family in Vorerellia. If you are going to eat her you are going to have to take her by surprise and leave no trace of her devouring to you, which is not impossible but it is going to take a lot of planning.
Mr.Gilbert then walks into the classroom and has look around it. He notices that one of students is missing before finding you with a large belly and a piece of gum in your hair. It doesn’t take long for him to put 2 and 2 together and piece together what happened.
“Hello class! It seems Jeremey has been eaten already. Guess he kinda deserved that one saying the gum in Carla's hair. Anyway, we will be picking back up where we left off with algebra last week. Oh and Carla, you can take some scissors from my desk to cut the gum out of your hair when class is over.” He then proceeds to walk up to the blackboard and continue to talk about the lesson. *Huh, so Jeremey is the kids name. Not that it matters much anymore*. Just then your belly kicks back up to moving as Jeremey squirms about in it as one final attempt to escape. Only thing Jeremey causes for you though is pleasure in his squirms, hitting all the right spots causing you to silently purr. Several minutes go by before Jeremey stops as he realizes that his struggles are more futile in your gut then in your grasp causing your once incredibly active stomach to go deathly still. The only noises coming from your gut now are the gurgles, groans and sloshes of digestion and muffled sobs coming from your meal. As your stomach focuses on digesting your prey, you focus your attention on a decision. You can either spend math class paying attention or plotting on your plan to eat Cindy. You have all your tests at the end of the week but you also need to figure out a plan to eat Cindy by the end of the week. What should you do?
