The multi-colored lights come up as the shape of a man with a tall hat appears before you. Blinking as you let your eyes adjust, you can now distinguish a small mustache under his long nose, beady little eyes, and a smile that leaves you unsure. In the few seconds left, you take a look around at everyone sitting near you. You don't recognize a single person. Where did they come from, you think. Maybe they knew what they were getting into; maybe they don't know what to expect.

Looking forward, it's as if the man in the hat is staring at you, a feeling shared by everyone right now. It is now time, there is no delaying it. A light turns on from above you, and you shoot your head up to see what it could be. Large red letters spell out a word, and almost instinctively you clap. In a rush of noise you hear an all too familiar melody as the announcer comes over the speakers.

“EAT OR BE EATEN!” the audience all yelled at once, drowning out any other noise in the studio. Instantly the announcers voice broke through again, as it did every Monday through Thursday at 8 P.M., (7 central).

“That's right folks. It's your favorite vore show. We've got surprise after surprise in store this week, nothing and no one will be spared. And we'll get right to it, after a word from our sponsors.”

Looking up you are able to see one of the monitors facing the audience, it is currently showing one of their sponsor's advertisements. Listening carefully you can just make out what is going on as you watch.

A little baby is sitting next to a river in some nondescript location, seemingly having a ball. When suddenly, a large animated hungry piranha jumps out of the water after the baby's feet. Less then an inch away the piranha is stopped by a man in a suit, shaking his head discouragingly. He points off screen, and the camera and piranha both look to see a sign showing a piranha about to eat babies feet with a `X' over it. The voice of a feminine announcer comes over the advertisement, as the hungry piranha looks at the baby, sad.

“Human rights activists telling you what you can't eat got you down? Then reach for Pirate Hannah's brand Imitation Itty Bitty Baby's Feet. For that good baby feet taste, with none of the hassle of activists, choose Pirate Hannah's. They're made with the finest non-human ingredients, mixed with our special secret spices, so good you'd think you were eating real babies.”

The scene changes to a piranha with a little bootie shaped cookie, using his fin to give a thumbs up to the camera as he takes a bite from the cookie. As the logo for Pirate Hannah's appears on the screen, the jingle for the Imitation Itty Bitty Baby's Feet plays. The commercial ends with a very quick spoken disclaimatory message. You can barely make it out.
“No babies, piranhas, sighs, or human rights activists were harmed in the making of this commercial. Twelve PETA volunteers were eating during the filming. Shot on location at Nondescript Location, Hollywood, California.”

The applause sign turns on as the monitor now shows the “Eat or Be Eaten” logo while the tune to the show's theme plays, letting the audience, both in the studio and at home know that it is time to see some vore. Standing in the spotlight on stage is the man with the hat and mustache, known around the world as Tom E. Ache, holding up a game show host style microphone.

“Welcome to another episode of `Eat or Be Eaten'. The show that lets you decide if you're the predator, or the prey. Now, let's get on with the show!”

Walking in the spotlight to his right, you can see two pedestals facing each other, and one a little farther back that Tom moves behind. The intro melody continues to play as the cheers from the crowd slowly die down as the applause sign turns off. He gives a big cheesy game show host smile as he lifts the microphone up again.

A spotlight shines on a woman who walks in from the right of the stage as tune that is distinctly a dating game rip-off plays. She is a tanned athletic blonde, with all the right curves, but looks to have none of the brains to compensate. She has a nice bounce in her step as she moves up to the pedestal, and flicks her hair to the side.

“That's right folks, meet Tiffany. First time contestant on `Eat or Be Eaten', never even seen the show once. Won't this be fun.” Tiffany waves and bobs up and down in excitement as she watches the audience, taking in her 15 seconds of fame.

The spotlight now moves to the other side of the stage as a very large man, seeming to explode from muscles and tattoos, makes his way to the podium. With his arms crossed, he scowls from the audience, to Tiffany, to Tom, then to anything that he may have missed in between. You even think he scowled at the music being played, if it was possible to scowl at sound. Tiffany seems to be in the middle of a heart attack, filled with feelings of fear, dread, excitement, and wondering if she still looks as good as she did when she left her house earlier that day.

After what seemed like minutes, the large man unfolded his arms to reveal a black miniature dachshund. After setting the miniscule dog on the table, which turned out to be Rex, the large man scowled again. This time possible just to scowl, or maybe at a past scowl, and walked off stage. The dog waddled around the podium, finally laying down as the choir of `Aw's came from the audience.

“Now Tiffany, being our lead contestant, you have the choice of being…” Tom was cut off at this point, as Tiffany seemed to be bubbling over from over femininity.

“Puppy!” she squealed, as she ran/bounced to the other podium and gave Rex a giddy hug. Tom and Rex seemed to exchange very disturbed looks; a very pitiful disturbed look in the case of Rex. Taking a few moments as Tiffany continued to squeal and huggle the poor dog, Tom attempted to continue the show.
“Well, it looks like Tiffany certainly isn't a predator. Guess what that means folks!”

Tiffany looked up at the audience with a confused look, with a slight hint of `how could you interrupt my puppy time!' As she looked back however, puppy time was very quickly changed into puppy chow time. She saw a large gaping chasm close in on her, and with a muffled chomp, Rex grabbed her head inside of his mouth. Seemingly stunned at the fact that the puppy just ate her head, Tiffany gave little struggle as the dachshund continued.
With very loud licking and smacking, Rex made his way down the blonde bombshell's body. Once reaching her breasts, you could hear a very audible squeal from inside of Rex as Tiffany attempted to slap the dog. However, it only succeeded in wiggling herself into a better position as he took another great swallow, drawing her breasts and toned stomach in. The tiny dog was now expanding greatly, causing most of the audience, and Tom, to laugh. With legs flailing wildly, Tiffany continued to disappear down the dog's gullet.

With her knees in his mouth, Rex was no longer able to balance on the podium as his feet now floated on his bloated sides. He toppled off of the podium and onto the floor, causing him to yelp as he tried to swallow. This caused a sudden suction, which pulled the rest of Tiffany in to her fate of doggy digestion.

The sight was too much, as now all of the audience was laughing, with several falling off of their chairs. Even though you might have thought it was impossible to make this any funnier, the large man now came back on stage to roll the expanded dachshund off. Scowling the whole way, he began rolling the beach ball sized dachshund to the left. As he did, Rex let out a monstrous belch, that caused more of the audience to fall off of their chairs. The few still capable of seeing saw the large man scowl the belch right back into the dog, bound to be let out the other end eventually. The dog and the man disappeared backstage to allow Tiffany to digest in peace as the show continued. Luckily, it was time for another commercial break, as the audience couldn't take anymore for now.