Arneda’s father was
always there for his daughter. No matter what she needed, within
reason of course, he was willing to go the extra mile for her. In
this case, it was an extra seventeen miles to a location close to the
heart of Detroit. It was to one of the old abandoned buildings that
had been given a new life by one investor or another. This was her
eighteenth birthday and Arneda felt apprehensive. She would be
expected to swallow a man whole in front of family and friends. She
had no idea

Arneda Jones was a
teenaged Nagini. Her friends always referred to her as naga or snaky.
Unlike other teens of her species, Arneda wasn’t born as a
predator. She idolized Roxana who taught Sunday school at her church.
It was a bit strange since Roxana had scarlet feathers and huge
scarlet wings. Arneda asked Roxana what the feathered serpent thought
about her changes. Would she end up being eaten? Since Arneda spent
so much time with predators, it was very likely. Roxana saw something
else in

"Dr. Wheaton, I
was wondering if you kept a record of the number of people I've eaten
since the day I arrived? After flushing so many down the toilet, I've
gotten Kind of used to it but it's still going to take time. I need
to confess that I get turned on for some sick reason. I mean that
it's a guilty pleasure In a way. I'm very proud of what my body can
do. It feels good to enjoy taking such a big dump. It's always a nice
one. I don't want to get too graphic but that's just what I feel
fu

Martin Verhoven was a
man of extreme wealth. He was beautiful in a masculine but too pretty
sort of way. This was common in his gated community. He was blond and
as white as he could be. That meant something to him in a world where
such things should have been forgotten long ago. His six foot three
inch body was great for being intimidating but not outlandishly tall.
Martin could choose
whatever cosmetic changes he desired. Outer appearances were
everything to him. It was all about the enormous

Dr. Klark’s client
was on time as usual. Bronson Garnette was a man she enjoyed working
with but life was never easy for him. He was generally well dressed
and physically active for a self-described workaholic in a dead end
job. He was about five foot nine and weighed a solid one
eighty-seven. He was sandy haired with freckles and a few wrinkles
from too much sun that came in through the window closest to his
desk. He was hardly the outdoors type. He was lonely and emotionally
adrift at forty-

Ben Meyer was curious
about what friends had told him about the Aztec Palace restaurant.
He’d been told that the waitresses were as likely to eat a
customer, as they were to serve one. Ben had to see what this place
was really like. Did it live up to its reputation? He wasn’t sure
what he was supposed to see. Would a waitress just decide to eat
someone the moment she decided she was hungry? If that was the case,
he could be taking a big risk. On the other hand, he’d never heard
of anyone w

Percy Higgle Makes Me Jiggle
Percy Higgle was
curious to the point of being too nosey. He had a habit of checking
out the habits of his co-workers. He wanted to know everything about
everyone and the one that most interested him was Gina. It went
without saying that Gina was an uncommonly beautiful woman. Of course
Percy noticed this but for some reason, he tended to focus on
people’s habits more than their looks. Gina had wonderful curves
but Percy couldn’t help wondering why he never saw h

Xochi discovered that
it wasn’t so easy to stay out of sight even as a panther. She
covered as much ground as she could with great leaps and running
along at more than a hundred miles per hour. She was hungry and that
worried her. She knew that she burned energy at a high rate but she
didn’t know what it would do to her as she continued to get
hungrier. Also she was following a route that would take her out of
her way. That was because it wasn’t as well traveled She stayed on
the Western s