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First Time at Vore Club

For AwkwardFerret

By Draconicon

On a little street corner just at the edge of her neighborhood, there was a club that Dana had passed by a hundred times. Every single time, she'd given it a passing glance, and sometimes more, but she'd never gone to see what it was like inside. Instead, she'd gone home, pulled out a toy, and moaned to the thoughts of what she could have if she just got over her fears and gave it a try. Today, the platypus planned to do just that, though she was still gathering her nerves as she stood on the street corner opposite the building.

The Vore Club, was what it said on the placard above the door, and unlike most people interested in such things, she'd never had an experience of the sort. She hadn't gotten herself eaten, hadn't tried eating another. The only thing she had done was fantasize about it, and these days...well, it just wasn't enough anymore.

The platypus shuffled her weight from one foot to another, trying to pull herself together for this. It wasn't that bad, really. It was just...nerves. She knew it was safe. She knew it was completely safe for anyone that got themselves eaten. It was just...

Nnngh. What if there's no one that...

Dana shook her head.

Just...just do it. Worst that can happen...is nothing happens.

She hurried across the street, closing her eyes as she stepped through the door. The front desk was only a few steps in, and a rather rotund hippo chuckled as she ran right into it.

"First time, honey?"

"Y-yes..."

"Come on. I'll take you to the beginner rooms."

"I...there are..."

"Yes, there's beginner rooms. Come with me, honey. I'll make sure that you're safe in here."

It's safe. Someone's looking after me. It's safe.

After handing over the entry fee and giving her name, the platypus received a stamp on the back of her hand. It shimmered for a few seconds, and then faded away. No sooner had it done so than the hippo took her by the wrist and led her down the hallway towards the back of the building.

They skipped several doors, one of which was slightly ajar, but despite her curiosity, Dana didn't take a look in any of them. She was nervous enough to be here; she didn't want to scare herself away by seeing some of the more advanced vore happening in person. Particularly not the hard stuff, if that actually still happened here. Instead, she trusted the hippo, getting led along past three doors before they stopped at the fourth.

"Here we are. Just make sure that you give the front desk a buzz when you're ready to go. I'll come and get you if you don't feel like walking."

"Thanks."

"No problem, hon. Have fun."

As the hippo departed, Dana looked at the door. It was simple enough, plain and non-distinct. If she hadn't heard of what happened here, if she hadn't seen the pictures, she would never have assumed this was anything but a doctor's office, or a therapist warren. But this...

She opened the door, and stared with burning cheeks at the scene before her.

Large preds - ranging from big dogs to large dragons, from sharp-toothed felines to horned beasts that she had no way of identifying - lounged out on different cushions, each of them either well-fed or being fed. There were lines of eager prey lining up before some, some of which were just walking over a distended belly to get to someone's mouth, or going between someone's legs to get eaten in a different way. Some were moving from line to line as different preds filled up, and others were just waiting for digestion to be done.

She stared at several of them, one large Doberman catching her eye. The big stud was leaning back, his legs spread wide as his balls throbbed and churned. Through the much-distended, stretched flesh, she could make out the outline of a bird getting broken down, the wings and the feathers on them pressing against the flesh hard enough to make out so many details. Even when the bird's face was pressed against the sack wall, where the point of the beak threatened to push through, she knew that it was impossible for the avian to get free.

Another predator, a rare cow vorer, was swallowing down a rather large mouthful. From the back-end still sticking out of the bovine's mouth, Dana guessed that it was a jackal, considering the more ragged fur and shorter tail. She could see the victim's muzzle as it went down the bovine's throat, the details of the body somehow getting clearer and clearer as it went down into the cow's belly. She shivered as she saw two or three other bodies already in there, squirming and pushing outwards against the tight, stretched, splotched flesh of the black and white belly.

The most exotic, however, was a stag that was squatting over a kneeling bearded dragon. Her jaw just about dropped from her face as she watched him lowering his ass over the reptile, slowly spreading his rim to take that scaled, pebbly head inside of him. Further, further, further the stag slid himself down, a thick bulge rising in his belly in short order, and the stag's cock rising with it as he groaned in obvious pleasure. She clenched her fists, trying not to touch herself at the sight.

"Oh gods...oh gods..."

Dana whispered to herself as she shuffled forwards, her flat tail pulled tight to the back of her legs as she looked left and right. The show went on and on in front of her, each vorer showing off another type of consumption, either swallowing someone down whole or pulling them in somewhere else. Carnivores and herbivores alike were devouring people, and many were still free...

But...which...which one? Do I go and ask, or...or do I wait, or...

Her shyness was getting to her, making her shake and shiver from head to toe. Everything was so different to see, for real, and...

She clenched her hands into fists as she felt the first little droplets of arousal between her legs. Some might have called this terrifying, but to her, this was the fantasy come to life. Everything was so much better than seeing it in pictures, and she wanted nothing more than to actually indulge in it. She wanted to feel those slippery, wet walls around her body, feel those muscles pulling her into someone else, experience the sensation of being part of someone else's body in a way that nothing else could actually simulate.

But how? How was she supposed to start something like this?

Dana kept walking, looking from one pred to another. She got a couple of glances back, a few teasing smiles, but nothing more than that. Was she supposed to pick one, or -

"Mmmm, hello there, delicious."

The feminine voice almost had her jumping out of her skin, and Dana whipped herself around to find herself facing one of the strangest creatures that she'd seen yet.

At first, she thought that it was just a goat creature. After all, the hooves and horns were very like that. The breasts made her think woman, but the sheath further down told her that there was more than that. Twice as much possibilities, she supposed.

Before she could talk, though, she found herself staring at a slowly rising snake. Not from the ground, but from the goat-creature's sheath, rising upwards and then flattening out just behind the head, like a cobra. She stared at it, her eyes transfixed with the strange creature, unable to look away.

The goat-woman chuckled, opening her mouth and slowly sticking out her tongue, revealing another snake, this one more like a ball python. It twitched and slithered about, hissing and licking at the air in a snake-like way, and Dana could only stare at that one. What was this? How was this even possible?

"Heh, you like what you see, hmm?"

Dana slowly nodded, taking a step forward. Not just a vorer, this one. This was someone that had...skills. She could feel the confidence just pouring off of this woman, and could hardly breathe for her own shy excitement. Looking the woman up and down, she felt the arousal between her legs blossom and build even further.

This one, she thought. This is the one.

"I...I do."

"Hehe. I think you like me a bit more than that. Shy one, huh?"

"Uh-huh."

"Let's take this somewhere a little more private."

There was not an offer that Dana would have appreciated more. She followed in numb arousal as the goat-creature took her out of the main room and to one of the side doors towards the back. Rather than wood, it was iron, a thick metal that would guarantee privacy. It was a small detail, but one she noticed as she stepped inside. She kept walking over to the bed on the far side, and let herself flop down on it.

Her vorer sat down by her, and then laid down, the pair of them head to head. The size difference between them was rather...intense, to say the least. She was smaller by at least a foot, maybe as much as two, and the goat-creature could have covered her with room to spare. The bigger woman offered her a hand.

"My name is Olivia, and I'll be your pred today."

The almost business-like introduction made her giggle, and Dana nodded.

"I'm, um, Dana."

"Nice to meet you. I see that you were admiring Pharoah and Euclid, just a minute ago."

"Who?"

"These boys."

The goat rubbed her hands over her snake-cock and her snake-tongue respectively, and she realized that they must have some sort of intelligence if they had names. Was that something like getting three partners in one?

No, four, she thought, as she realized that Olivia had a tail-maw as well, the goat's tail rising and swaying from side to side, opening at the tip to reveal a rather long and eager-looking tongue. She blushed to herself, rubbing the back of her head.

"I couldn't help but...stare. You're so different."

"That's because I'm the best, honey. I know how to treat my clients."

"I...I've heard that."

She shuffled in a bit closer, pressing her body up against the bare goat. She wondered, could she do this? She wanted it, admittedly, but...was she ready? Dana reached out, gently stroking her finger along the hood of the snake-cock, and it - Pharoah, she reminded herself - twitched and shivered at the touch, almost like it was enjoying a real burst of pleasure.

"Would, um...would you mind...a little foreplay...to warm me up?"

"Hehehe, I don't mind that at all."

It didn't take long to strip down, particularly with Olivia helping her out. She was soon down to nothing but her fur, and she barely had the confidence to not cover herself. With her little breasts on display, she felt like so much less of a woman compared to the well-endowed goat, but she hoped that she looked alright.

Instead of asking, though, she leaned in, kissing the tip of the snake-cock, and the snake-cock kissed her back. It nuzzled against her face, forked tongue flicking against her cheeks and lips.

Mmmph...guess I'm eating and being eaten, today, she thought, barely suppressing a giggle as she opened her mouth. The snake-cock slithered forward, the hood making the platypus's mouth stretch open further than she thought it would before it started working over her tongue.

"Mmmm, looks like he likes you. I'm going to enjoy this."

Without any further warning than that, she found herself flipped over, pushed onto her back so that she was pinned beneath the bigger woman. It left her blushing, particularly as that heavy sack loomed over her. She could already imagine what those balls would look like with her body stretching them out, and the thought alone sent a tingle down her spine that left her wetter than a day in the pool would have done.

It didn't last for long. She felt a forked tongue at her pussy, and then something much thicker pushing itself inside. Gasping and arching her back, she reached up desperately, getting a grip on the snake-cock in her mouth, feeling it slithering along her tongue and towards the back of her throat. Even though it was a snake, she could still taste the slight saltiness of pre running down her throat and over her tongue already, and she moaned, blushing heavily at how much Olivia was already doing to her.

Pinned as she was, she could only see balls and cock, but it didn't take long for yet another sensation to hit her. As she bobbed her head along the thick, hooded snake in her mouth, she felt a long, slippery tongue working along her soles. She would have jumped, or jerked, or whimpered, but she was so stuck that none of those were an option. All she could do was lie there and get her pussy tongue-fucked, her throat filled, and her feet nuzzled.

In and out, in and out that snake-tongue went into her pussy, the very tip licking with forked ends against her inner walls and the entrance to her womb. She felt it everywhere, tickling and teasing, nudging her all over, and she moaned around Pharoah. The snake-cock seemed to take deliberate pleasure out of rubbing itself back and forth in her throat, wiggling around as much as it could to nudge itself against the walls of her throat and along her tongue. Every time it slithered back, she could feel it oozing against her tongue, Pharoah's mouth wide open and dripping like a normal cock.

Panting, the platypus let the whole thing happen, doing her best to suck but letting herself be the plaything that Olivia seemed to want. It was better, more fun that way, and she could feel the goat's hands on her thighs keeping her spread wide open, her eyes rolling back in pure bliss as she felt her orgasm coming up.

The musk, the taste, the wonder of being assaulted by all these snakes was better than she'd ever imagined, her throat clenching down on the invading Pharoah, her pussy trying and failing to restrain the wriggling Euclid. Even her wiggling toes were targets for the licks and occasional bites from the tail-maw. She was a little morsel, to be played with and then devoured.

That thought nearly pushed her over the edge, her body aching and begging for release, and she could feel that Olivia was getting impatient from how hard the goat woman was pushing her. Dana redoubled her efforts, sucking and swallowing around Pharoah, pulling him deeper into her throat and sucking him to the hilt. It was almost impossible, nearly enough to make her gag, but it was so good, so good to have something wriggling, something alive inside of her like that.

Gods yes...cum in me...fill me up so I can fill you up...just like that...more...more...

The platypus shuddered as she felt the snake-cock thrusting harder and faster, almost like it was striking to reach some sort of prey down her throat, while the snake-tongue in her was pushing deeper than ever. She could feel its head nuzzling against her deepest depths, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Dana couldn't take anymore, and came, her scream of pleasure muffled by Pharoah's thick hood.

No sooner had she gone over the edge than she felt Olivia get dragged along for the ride. The big woman shivered above her, the first throbs going down Pharoah's body until it was splattering down her throat. It was almost like getting big orbs forced down her mouth, as the pulses of seed came rocketing down the snake's cock body. It filled her, spread her, opened her, swelled her. Each bulge of cum was like a too-huge mouthful that was getting shoved into her bit by bit.

She brought her hands to her stomach, feeling it swell and pulse with how much cum was getting pushed inside of her. It was getting wider and wider, her belly pushed outwards by inches as the snake-cock kept cumming down her throat. She moaned happily around it, feeling her hands getting pushed outwards by the sloshy stuff, and she knew that wasn't all of it.

As the goat monster pulled back, moaning in her own pleasure, both Pharoah and Euclid came all over her. They splattered her, shooting their seed from open snake mouths onto her body, covering the platypus's face and then spreading their seed down along her body, making it soak into her fur, drenching her from her face to her feet and then back again.

They didn't stop for some time, continuously blasting her with everything. Dana laid there, taking it, unable to move in her own bliss, and not wanting to in the slightest. She knew just where she was going after this, and if she wasn't soaked now, she was about to be.

Slowly, Olivia's orgasm tapered off, and the pair of them were flat on their backs again. Pharoah nuzzled her cheek, and Euclid gave her a little peck on the nose, like a kiss. She chuckled, petting them both.

"So...how..."

Dana blushed.

"How full are you now?"

"Heh, I still have a bit left in me."

"Do you, um...want me to refill your balls?"

Olivia looked down at her more seriously, and for a moment, Dana felt like she might have overstepped herself. Was she supposed to wait? Maybe it was a bad time. Maybe she should have -

"I can't wait to feel you in my sack, you little morsel."

"Mmmph..."

She blushed, grinding her cum-soaked thighs together.

"Then...I can?"

"Of course. Just give Pharoah a smile, and he'll do the rest."

"O-okay."

With as big a smile as she could pull together, she turned her attention to Olivia's snake-cock. The cobra looked at her, and she swore that it almost seemed to smile back. It darted forward, pecking her on the nose, before opening its mouth and pulling her bill right into it.

"Mmmph?"

"He's quick. And pretty damn hungry, if I'm honest."

"Mmmph!"

That was a tease and a half. She was going to feed him - feed Olivia, too - after they spent so much energy on her. It felt good to have that thought in her head. She wanted to make them happy, wanted to make them feel good for making her feel so right.

Pharoah tilted his head back, tilting her along with him. She was pulled in the air, suspended by the combined musculature of the snake-cock and the goat's arms. Held in the air, she could only slide down as the snake's jaws parted, each time feeling those strong, scaled jaws clenching on a different part of her as he dragged her in. Darkness fell as he pulled her eyes past his mouth, leaving her seeing almost nothing.

As the foot-licking began again - the tail-maw seemed to have an insatiable desire for her toes - she found herself in the dark, wet throat of the snake-cock. She could smell so much cum around her, the slightly bitter, heavily musky stench of pre-cum swelling up around her as she went deeper and deeper. Her pre-slimed, cum-soaked body was so slippery that she could feel herself sliding in deeper than she expected faster than she thought.

Even so, the walls clenched around her, stopping her, arresting her descent when it wanted to. She groaned every time it happened, her breath slowly squeezed from her lungs, her air dragged from her by the pressure from outside. Everything was grinding down, massaging and squeezing and owning her as a meal. She couldn't forget that. This was her descent to digestion. This was her slow fall towards being nothing but Olivia's little morsel.

She moaned, her pussy drooling as she went further and further down the snake-cock's throat. It was a urethra, she knew, it was a cock, she was going to the balls, but it was so wet and warm and slimy that it felt like a throat, too. Slurp, pull, slurp, pull, swallowing her and compressing around her every few seconds and then dragging her deeper. The cum on her was getting scraped away by the tight grip of the muscles around her, and she could feel it rubbing against her nipples, against her shoulders, against her face.

The constant clamping of the jaws reminded her how far down she was. She felt him biting at the base of her ribs, holding her there for a moment before swallowing again, biting down at her stomach. Each bite and nibble and clench let her feel how far she'd gone, and how far she had to go.

The tail-maw kept licking, slurping, sucking along her feet until Pharoah had swallowed her up to her ankles. Only the bottoms of her feet were left outside. As she squirmed, she tried to touch herself, but the pressure of the snake-cock's throat was pressing her body together, keeping her from reaching down or moving her arms or legs at all. Everything was so tight. She couldn't move, couldn't even open her bill unless she pointed her head down towards her destination. Otherwise she was as tightly bound by flesh as she could ever be by rope.

And then, the tail-maw let go, and Pharoah swallowed around her. This time, there was no stop. This time, it was a long, slow, continuous slide through the wet, dark heat into the depths of the snake-cock's biology. There was only one destination, now; there was no going back.

Down, down, down she went, her body pressing against smooth, slippery, tight muscle tissue, soaked with pre and who knew how much cum on her way down. She couldn't see; if she opened her eyes, all she saw was darkness, all she felt was heat and wet. She panted softly, feeling like she was sitting on her porch during a hot, humid summer's day, except that this was pleasurable, while that was horrible.

The descent continued, a constant pressure from above making her go down, like she was a lump of cum that was going in reverse. Slowly, the pressure in front of her eased, and she realized she was there.

Her head popped into the goat creature's sack first, her bill sliding past the narrow urethra into the balls. She opened her eyes, able to see slightly due to the distended, thinner flesh down here letting in some light, and she could see the bath of cum waiting for her. It was so deep that it might as well have been a wading pool for someone like her, and she couldn't help but giggle.

By the time her arms were free, she was pushing herself along, dragging herself free of the snake-cock's grip. She fell quickly, plopping into the bottom of the balls.

She felt a giggle above her, almost a gasp as she started squirming around. The platypus squirmed around, trying to get comfortable, which was harder than one would think when the edges of the sack kept giving as she pushed on them. After a moment or two of slipping about, Dana giggled and pressed her face right against the fleshy wall beside her. When it started giving, almost like rubber, she pressed against it harder and harder, making it stretch to its limits, feeling it conform to the shape of her face.

Even that drew a giggle out of her as she flopped down in the cum, her head getting lighter and lighter from the lack of oxygen down here. She was barely able to think, but she knew that her digestion was coming soon. The platypus shuffled, trying to stand again, but all she did was fall over and splash in the thick, sticky, hot cum that surrounded her.

This time, when she looked down at herself, she saw white spots on her brown fur. She wiped at them, but they didn't go away. Instead, they spread, the brown on her arms turning white before her eyes. She grinned at the sight, realizing that her body was already getting digested.

"Eat me! Eat me!"

The cheer echoed around her, and she splashed her arms about in the cum while she still had energy. Which, admittedly, wasn't very long. Soon, she was slumped back, panting and gasping for breath, her body so weak, so light on oxygen, and - now - starting to lose muscle.

She could see it, feel it as the cum started rising around her. It wasn't that more was getting created, but that she was losing her support. Grunting, she reached back, but felt that her tail was already gone, the flat fifth limb broken down to nothing more than a few inches at its base, and even that was disappearing.

Instead, she reached for her leg, pulling it up. Her foot was already gone, the flesh and muscle eaten away and leaving just the bones of her foot behind. The lower part of her leg wasn't quite so deteriorated, yet, but the fur and flesh were gone below the knee, and portions of muscle were missing as well. No pain, just...gone.

Her head rolled back as she let go, her eyes half-closed as she enjoyed the feeling of disappearing. Bit by bit, her body was getting eaten up, taken away from her to fill these balls. She could sense the bits that were going away, shifted position as much as she could to watch it. She saw her fur slough off of her in drips and drops, the different individual strands coming free as they transformed into droplets, consumed by the sack around her. Her flesh and muscle did the same, though they went from solid to liquid much slower, getting heavier before slowly falling off, floating in the white before getting dissolved into glop.

Every time she lost a bit of it, she felt a surge in her head, a tingling pleasure that was purely mental as her body 'died' around her. It was like she was losing physical pleasure and gaining mental bliss, and she panted harder and harder as she lost more and more of herself. Her skeleton started to pile up on one side of the stretched sack, getting heavier and dragging the balls down, while her body was sinking deeper and deeper into it. Her torso was all that was left for a while, leaning against the side of the balls, before it too slipped into the muck.

She laid on her back, feeling herself sinking in, her eyes rolled back as she gasped for breath. Dana felt like she was on the edge of the best orgasm of her life, even as her back fell out from under her. She felt hollow, like everything was being consumed from the inside out, her organs falling away and leaving nothing inside of her ribs or in front of her spine.

She wasn't even breathing anymore, and yet she felt like she was panting as her head rolled over. Keeping her eyes open, she felt even that get consumed, leaving just her skull and her mind. And then, as the tingles hit their climax, even that was gone.

It was like an explosion of light as she 'came,' her skeleton giving one last throb and twitch of utter pleasure inside of the goat's balls, her awareness becoming nothing but bliss and wonder and amazing pleasure. Dana, nothing more than her soul, came and came and came in a way that no mortal body could, like pulses of a supernova rushing across the galaxy as she was converted into seed.

It kept rushing through her, that utter pleasure and bliss, even as her soul settled into the seed that was left behind. She floated among it, resting among her own body, her own remains. She was vaguely aware of them, seeing her skull as it broke the surface once more, saw the leftovers, but it didn't bother her. All she felt was pleasure at giving her body to someone else, becoming part of a bigger, better whole.

She wasn't sure how long she rested like that. It felt like hours, even days, but it could have been anything. Eventually, however, someone started moving. Olivia, she would think as it happened. The balls jostled around her, and slowly, she felt a tugging, some sort of rubbing happening from the outside. She couldn't tell what was happening, but she knew that her time as a spirit...was over.

As the sloshing continued, she felt herself getting churned up, pulled upwards towards the shaft and the tunnel that waited above her. There was none of the pulling and tugging and swallowing that had happened the first time, but instead this slow beckoning that seemed to come from outside, telling her that it was time to go. She felt the cum flooding up behind her, lifting her almost like a geyser, and Dana rode with it towards the surface, following it wherever it would take her.

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She groaned as she opened her eyes, the light dim enough not to hurt, but it was still strange to be looking through physical eyes again. Her body ached a bit, but not too badly. Just enough to remind her that she had one.

The platypus looked down, blushing before immediately looking away. She'd seen her body still reforming at the ankles, just where sensation ended, and she didn't want to watch her fur and skin covering the muscles that were down there.

A soft thud made her turn, looking over at her pred. The goat smiled at her, patting her head.

"So, how was your first time?"

"It...wow...That was...intense. It was so...so strong. I couldn't help myself."

"Heh, I can see that. Look over there."

Dana turned as she was directed, and immediately went red in the face. Tied off like some giant water balloon and big enough to be a beanbag chair was a massive, stretched out condom, filled with so much white goo that she swore that it was everything that she'd contributed and then more besides.

Which, in and of itself, wouldn't have been that shocking if she couldn't see some bones rolling around in the goo.

"Is...is that..."

"You?"

"Uh-huh."

"Yep. Heh, take a closer look."

Dana nodded, slowly getting up from the bed and walking over to the condom. It was just a mess of stuff, but the more she stared into it, the more of the skeleton inside she could see. It was the only part of the biological material she'd provided that hadn't been broken down, left to float and bob in the goo, and slowly sink down as time went on. She could even see her own skull, left in a smile that seemed stuck to it, and shivered. Not in terror, but in strange pleasure. Her slick sex got wetter.

"Mmm, looks like you like seeing yourself like that, Dana."

"Well...it's...intense, you know?"

"I know. Come here."

The platypus was more than happy to return to the bed, lying down beside the bigger woman and getting herself cuddled up. The tail-maw - Dennis, Olivia told her was its name - and Pharoah reached around, pulling her even tighter, coiling around her to make her feel like she was in a happy little cocoon. She smiled, returning the embrace and nuzzling between the goat woman's breasts.

They laid there for some time, occasionally whispering to each other, but often just enjoying the warmth of one another's bodies. The calmness after the heat of the moment helped her come back to herself, and - after a particular bad case of the shudders as she realized she'd died and come back - Dana felt better about herself.

Mmmph. I can't believe I did that, she thought, looking back at the big condom again. I just...gave myself to someone, and died, and then came back. It's insane. It's just insane...but gods, it felt so good...

Olivia stroked her head lightly, and she looked up, blushing slightly.

"Do you, um, think I could come back again, soon?"

"Mmm, just for me, or do you think you'd try someone else next time?"

"I don't think anyone else could do this that good."

"Ah ah. Let's not start getting any crushes here." Olivia tapped her nose. "But you know quality when you see it. I am one of the best...but I know some others that are just as good as me."

"Do you they have snakes and stuff like you?"

"Some of them. But not all."

Olivia kissed her nose, and let Euclid do the same.

"Besides, any prey should know that variety is the spice of life. We get our variety from all the different species we can eat. You...you get it from trying all the different ways that you can be eaten."

"Nnngh...I think I want to try all of them..."

"Heh, then do that. You think you're going to come back in a couple of nights?"

"Yeah...yeah. Day after tomorrow, I think."

"Then make sure you come looking for me. I'll keep some time free then, and maybe I can invite a couple of friends along, too."

Dana shivered at that. Her first time being eaten had been the best orgasm of her life to date. What would happen if the preds started to share her? She didn't know if she could take it...but she wanted to find out.

The End