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Vore High

It was just a couple of minutes ‘til class and I was heading for the room when Lucy came barreling around the corner and all but knocked me over. "Jenny! Oh, thank God. Doug is after me again! You’ve got to hide me!"

I giggled. “The usual place?”

“Uh-huh!”

I glanced around. “Okay, come on.” I led the way into the girls’ restroom, and into one of the toilet stalls. I sat down on the stool, and Lucy leaned against the door facing me and quickly stripped out of her clothes.

“You know, one of these days I’m not going to let you back out again,” I said.

Lucy laughed. “You always say that.”

“It’s true.” I chuckled. “You’re one of the tastiest girls in Vore High, after all. That’s why everyone’s after you all the time.”

“But if you don’t let me out, then you’d never get to taste me again.”

I smiled. “Oh, but to be the last one…all right, come on in. I’m almost late to class.” I opened wide, and swallowed my friend down to my tummy. Belly full, I tucked her clothes into my knapsack and waddled off to class.

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