More questions than answers
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 30
by
copier
· original author:
sonic411
“Uh oh, I’m getting hungry.” Himeko pointed, rubbing the sides of her tummy softly. Becky trembled and kept on squeaking, ready to scream her lungs out even though she knew no one would come to save her. All she could do was stare at the plump gut and the idiot it was attached to that craved her.
“Wait, did she….!” The faces of all who had disappeared flashed in her mind, followed by the image of Himeko holding them all over her head as they screamed in terror. Did Himeko get fat from eating all of her friends? If so, Becky now wondered if indigestiability was just a one time thing, and if she was about to reunited with her students as a lump of fat on Himeko’s body. The hungry approached her, and Becky covered her eyes while sobbing “No, I don’t wanna die!” and shockingly enough, she didn’t.
Pulling her arms away from her face, Becky blinked and then turned her head to see Himeko running down the hall away from her. The chunky cowlick girl waved back at her cute teacher, telling “Sorry Becky, but I feed my belly. See ya later!” She vanished down the hall, leaving Rebecca back to square one and even more confused “She…she didn’t want to eat me?”
Forced to continue onward, Rebecca searched high and low all throughout the school. She looked in every classroom and on every floor, calling out their names “Rei! Miyako! Kurumi! Number 6!....Ichijo?” She knew she was getting desperate when longed to find the crazy one. While she still couldn’t find them, it turned out that she wasn’t the only looking for someone, as a green haired, horned alien girl in tiger striped bikini suddenly came floating down the halls one Rebecca closed the last door she was in. “Darling? Darling? Darling, where are you?” Rebecca knew she had to be an alien or maybe some kind of Oni, and spoke not a word as she just flew past her and around the corner.
“What the hell was that?” Rebecca had to ask, and finally she got an answer to one of her questions. “It’s best not ask.” Looking over to a nearby vending machine, she spotted her bunny, Mesousa, standing there and telling her “You still won’t like it or accept it, but it’ll make you feel a little better, maybe.” The sad bunny was then asked by his owner “What are you talking about?” but before he could give answer, Rebecca ran off to continue her search. It was made clear that no one really cared what Mesousa had to say, but then someone had something to say to him as the machine opened and a familiar god appeared before the trembling rabbit.
“You’re days are numbered, meow.” The cat told him. He felt that it was fair to give him the bad news ahead of time, especially since there was nothing this pathetic creature could do about. “What? Numbered?” Mesousa was tearing by now, too frightened to run. The cat then raised up his paw and began morphing into a new form. This one had a tattered grey cloak that made him look like the ghost of Christmas future, but with a metal mask and a scythe blade for a hand. He then pointed it at the bunny, speaking in Stacy Keach’s voice “Your angel of death awaits.” Mesousa screamed in terror, but who cares?
Back to the little kid teacher, Becky rounded another corner and leaned on the wall to catch her breath. “This is ridiculous, where are you guys?” she panted. Fortunately, Rebecca had stepped into plot convenience playhouse as she spotted one of her students. Miyako was right in front of her, crouched down behind another vending machine and looking more on edge than usual. She slightly leaned to the edge of her hiding spot and for once the shine of her forehead came in handy as the reflection showed no one. Still she remained vigilant, but in the wrong direction as the little kid teacher walked right up to her “Oh there you are bookworm.”
“Don’t call me a worm!” the bookworm barked, but she then had to face the fact that she had been exposed. All of sudden, she screamed, which made Becky scream, which made Miyako scream more, which made scream more, until finally Miyako pushed her over and leapt over her. Rebecca sat up and naturally yelled “What’d you do that for?” and Miyako, who was pretty far down the hall turned back and shouted “I can’t be exposed now! At this rate I’ll be used so many times that I’ll be too tired to study!!!!” She then bolted to find another hiding spot, screaming in frustration as she did. Rebecca just blinked in her direction “Used? Used for what?”
With more questions than answers, she decided to forget about Miyako and try seeing if she could find at least one person who made even a lick of sense. So she put her cute foot forward and opened the next classroom door in front of her, 1-B. What she found was certainly a surprise.
“Wait, did she….!” The faces of all who had disappeared flashed in her mind, followed by the image of Himeko holding them all over her head as they screamed in terror. Did Himeko get fat from eating all of her friends? If so, Becky now wondered if indigestiability was just a one time thing, and if she was about to reunited with her students as a lump of fat on Himeko’s body. The hungry approached her, and Becky covered her eyes while sobbing “No, I don’t wanna die!” and shockingly enough, she didn’t.
Pulling her arms away from her face, Becky blinked and then turned her head to see Himeko running down the hall away from her. The chunky cowlick girl waved back at her cute teacher, telling “Sorry Becky, but I feed my belly. See ya later!” She vanished down the hall, leaving Rebecca back to square one and even more confused “She…she didn’t want to eat me?”
Forced to continue onward, Rebecca searched high and low all throughout the school. She looked in every classroom and on every floor, calling out their names “Rei! Miyako! Kurumi! Number 6!....Ichijo?” She knew she was getting desperate when longed to find the crazy one. While she still couldn’t find them, it turned out that she wasn’t the only looking for someone, as a green haired, horned alien girl in tiger striped bikini suddenly came floating down the halls one Rebecca closed the last door she was in. “Darling? Darling? Darling, where are you?” Rebecca knew she had to be an alien or maybe some kind of Oni, and spoke not a word as she just flew past her and around the corner.
“What the hell was that?” Rebecca had to ask, and finally she got an answer to one of her questions. “It’s best not ask.” Looking over to a nearby vending machine, she spotted her bunny, Mesousa, standing there and telling her “You still won’t like it or accept it, but it’ll make you feel a little better, maybe.” The sad bunny was then asked by his owner “What are you talking about?” but before he could give answer, Rebecca ran off to continue her search. It was made clear that no one really cared what Mesousa had to say, but then someone had something to say to him as the machine opened and a familiar god appeared before the trembling rabbit.
“You’re days are numbered, meow.” The cat told him. He felt that it was fair to give him the bad news ahead of time, especially since there was nothing this pathetic creature could do about. “What? Numbered?” Mesousa was tearing by now, too frightened to run. The cat then raised up his paw and began morphing into a new form. This one had a tattered grey cloak that made him look like the ghost of Christmas future, but with a metal mask and a scythe blade for a hand. He then pointed it at the bunny, speaking in Stacy Keach’s voice “Your angel of death awaits.” Mesousa screamed in terror, but who cares?
Back to the little kid teacher, Becky rounded another corner and leaned on the wall to catch her breath. “This is ridiculous, where are you guys?” she panted. Fortunately, Rebecca had stepped into plot convenience playhouse as she spotted one of her students. Miyako was right in front of her, crouched down behind another vending machine and looking more on edge than usual. She slightly leaned to the edge of her hiding spot and for once the shine of her forehead came in handy as the reflection showed no one. Still she remained vigilant, but in the wrong direction as the little kid teacher walked right up to her “Oh there you are bookworm.”
“Don’t call me a worm!” the bookworm barked, but she then had to face the fact that she had been exposed. All of sudden, she screamed, which made Becky scream, which made Miyako scream more, which made scream more, until finally Miyako pushed her over and leapt over her. Rebecca sat up and naturally yelled “What’d you do that for?” and Miyako, who was pretty far down the hall turned back and shouted “I can’t be exposed now! At this rate I’ll be used so many times that I’ll be too tired to study!!!!” She then bolted to find another hiding spot, screaming in frustration as she did. Rebecca just blinked in her direction “Used? Used for what?”
With more questions than answers, she decided to forget about Miyako and try seeing if she could find at least one person who made even a lick of sense. So she put her cute foot forward and opened the next classroom door in front of her, 1-B. What she found was certainly a surprise.
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