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

Roxana returned from
her mission to Peru. The first person she discussed her experiences
with was Father Julio Martinez. Father Martinez wasn’t comfortable
with Roxana’s eating habits but they were necessary. All events had
causes and effects that might not be understood on the surface. When
something occurred in Central and South America, the media would just
report on it and then ignore it. No attempt was made to follow up and
discover where it all led. He had insight into the motives behi

Father
Martinez heard the flapping of giant wings as he sat in his office.
It was almost time for the evening mass at St. Timothy’s. Although
the sound startled him, he knew exactly what it meant. It had taken
him a while to get used to the idea but he still had a lot of
difficulty with it. Here was a parishioner who had always been a
faithful member of the parish but she posed a number of problems.
Roxana
was always her usual kind personable self. She loved dressing nicely
for church and usu

Margaret Medina was the
most sought after dramatic soprano in the world. She was normally
chosen to sing the role of Turandot for any company who could afford
to hire her if she was available. She also did a lot of the Wagner,
or Verdi operas that demand a soprano with a lot of power. Margaret
had a big following. There were fans that followed her as often as
they had the chance. Margaret was a big imposing woman but her
pleasant demeanor overshadowed that. She was six feet four and
weighed arou

Barton Henderson said
his goodbyes to his family and friends before the nurse led him down
the corridor to meet his attendant. Barton sighed and looked off into
the distance. The nurse, a pleasant dark haired woman of mixed
parentage, spoke to him. She was tall and had wonderful curves. He
figured that she must be around five foot ten and a hundred ninety
lbs. She might be considered “thick” and Barton was sure the
woman had plenty of male admirers. She sensed that Barton was
nervous. It was

The
Huntress Dianne:
Michael Hayes had been
careful all of his long life. He had done some horrible things in his
younger years but they didn’t matter now. He was more than a
hundred and thirty years old thanks to medical advances and having
earned enough money to be able to afford the therapies and medicine
that was only available to the very wealthy. For him, it didn’t
matter how he came by his wealth but only that he was wealthy. No one
else mattered. They were responsible for their own

Jeanette Swenson was
deep in thought. She was sitting in her living room gazing out across
the neighborhood but seeing only her memories. Memories were all she
had of a girl she and her husband promised to protect. They took
Tillie in when she was a small girl. She was barely two years old
when her parents were tragically killed. The Struggs were a couple
with a need to make the world better and when they felt the need to
help those they believed needed the world to pay attention to their
suffer

Leslie’s mother was
in the kitchen preparing dinner for the family. There would be
several of Leslie’s aunt’s uncles and cousins attending as well
as her two older brothers and, of course, her mother and father.
Leslie decided to help her mother with the turkey and the ham as well
as the sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes and various other dishes. It
was fortunate that Leslie’s parents owned a big house in Cleveland.
Susan Sarris, Leslie’s friend and constant companion ever since the
awfu

Nanda was curled up on
her altar. It wasn’t originally designed as a place for her to
sleep but she had grown much larger than expected. After she had
eaten the giant, she added another twenty feet or so in length. She
was larger in every respect. Nanda’s father would rather his
daughter be dressed better than she was but it was difficult to find
anything to fit her. Kara made something up for her in a hurry. She
had sewn sheets together to make a sarong of sorts. The outfit was
less than en

Nanda was coiled up
taking her afternoon nap as a pair of middle-aged men quietly walked
to a row of seats before her altar and sat down while remaining
respectfully quiet. They considered the giant Naga to be a goddess
and it would have been a horrible sin for them to disturb her. They
were both very large men. Each man weighed more than three hundred
lbs but the chairs in the temple were made to withstand the weight of
any human and allow them to remain comfortable. The Emerald Naga
usually wo

The Doctor Will Eat You Now


Dr. Voorhees was
enjoying a well-earned vacation. She had no appointments scheduled
for several weeks so she could now spend some quality time alone. She
had a long list of books she wanted to read. Her boyfriend was off on
a business trip in Paris. She missed Danny while he was away. He was
a tall beautiful man with dark hair and a fabulous perfect body,
which he maintained, wit

Benjamin Price sat down
and waited for Ellen Metry to show up. He was early but that didn’t
matter. This was his favorite coffee shop even though it wasn’t a
part of a recognized chain. It was a quaint little place known as
Melvin’s. Benjamin wasn’t one for any fancy latte or flavored
coffee. He was strictly a man who enjoyed a cup of regular dark roast
with a little cream and sugar. Melvin was a middle-aged man with a
receding hairline and the physique of a man who preferred to sit and

Melisa was attending a
pred party as she often enjoyed doing. They usually were centered on
a particular theme for the evening. The selection of prey was
normally made up of people who considered it worthwhile even with the
obvious outcome of being digested. The volunteers were prepared in a
manner that went along with the evening’s theme. They could be
sacrifices for the various exotic goddesses or they might be served
up like a huge box of chocolates. It was always fun and usually light
hear

Graciela wasn’t
surprised when Sandy brought in another boyfriend for her to eat.
Sandy had done this more than a dozen times before. This time
Graciela was going to make a change that might not make Sandy very
happy. All of Sandy’s boyfriends were so eager for Graciela to eat
them but it turned out that Sandy wasn’t very honest with any of
them. Sandy was a local wannabe rock star who took the name “Sandy
Peaches”. Originally she was just Sandra Hooper but the name wasn’t
as catchy

Patricia DiVorare was
an insurance executive. She always put her clients first. It wasn’t
always profitable for the company but she kept them honest and her
reputation as an ethical representative went a long way toward
improving the overall image. Patricia was a people person. She was
empathetic and she managed to always see the overall picture. Outside
of work, her friends knew her as kind and caring. She was the one
people depended on when they needed support and understanding. She
was tall

Arthur McBride was a
friend of Roxana’s ever since her family opened the restaurant.
This was nearly five years ago. He was a bit intimidated by Roxana
but had a very big crush on her. He was a slim man around five feet
nine and although he was very fit, he somehow looked delicate because
of his small boned frame. He was actually quite handsome and easy to
like. He hadn’t seen her for nearly a year. He knew she had been
living in Mexico but he didn’t know the details. He was told that
it w

The
Shy Artist

Steve Johnson was
nervous for a good reason. He was about to meet a predator. There
wasn’t much information about predators because they preferred to
keep their activities away from media scrutiny. He tended to
compartmentalize so he managed to keep his calm journalistic
objectivity about him even considering the sacrifice he agreed to
make for science. He parked hi

Giving Her
Best to Rudy:
Norma
was considered to be an intellectual and an inventive problem-solver.
She was always inventing devices that made life easier for her hungry
“special needs” friends. Her inventions solved many of the
problems that predators had to deal with in a world where they were
such a tiny community. Predators had a few social advantages but they
were necessary. I

The
Serpent Guardians


After
several years, All of Sylvia’s sisters shared her power. Some
predators could assume any form they desired. Since there were only a
few that actually appealed to any of the predators. Either they just
wanted to always

Last
day at the Beach
There was
a beautiful woman lying on the beach. Tim knew most of the women who
regularly came to this park but this was someone new. She was a tall
red haired woman with amazing curves. She had such a deliciously trim
waist. As he usually did, he just walked over to her and struck up a
conversation. Tim was never shy with women. He wasn’t afraid to ask
for what he wan

Sylvia’s
Special Diner Guest

Blanca
was home and in her own bed. She was fascinated by her new skill. She
would have to deal with it from day to day. She had decisions to make
regarding her future. She found it odd that she didn’t feel any
guilt over consuming Bob. It was a mystery to her that she didn’t
gain an o

It
has to be Observed to Exist


Clifford
was a lonely man who lived in a fantasy world of his own creation. It
was easier to just imagine the world he wanted to live in rather than
to deal with the real one. He worked from home and only went out for
food and necessiti

Blanca Sanchez was used
to meeting unique and often bizarre people when she worked at the
restaurant. She could always read men who never seemed to know just
how obvious they were. She always knew when they were flirting and
when it was harmless or when it was entirely inappropriate. She was a
modest woman but she knew that her curves attracted attention. This
could be good because it helped to ensure repeat business but it
could be embarrassing. It was fun when men weren’t as aware of
their b

Christine sat on the
roof of a massive office building that was like so many others in
this world it was a world where little was left that wasn’t
occupied by humanity. It was much like Isaac Asimov’s description
of Imperial Trantor. It was a world entirely covered in steel and
glass.
So much time had passed
that it was difficult for Christine to remember that she was once
human. Predators were never very numerous and Christine managed to
keep it that way. Humanity had expanded its presence

Daniel Blackstone had been listening to Christine's stories and he knew they would just go on forever if he couldn't find a way to have her wrap them up. “You don't have to keep trying to sell me on the finer points of being eaten. I think I wanted you to perform your service from the first but I've enjoyed listening to you. I'm still curious about your friends. Now that I think about it, I've heard that there is very little poaching in Africa, any place or country in Africa. I can't remem

Christine decided the best place for her to hunt for her very specific prey would be in the same area where Nanda had witnessed their brutality. It was odd that the police have no leads. Christine thought to herself: “If I find them first, I'm not going to share with them. It's finder's keepers. Michigan has no death penalty but I don't exactly represent the state in these matters.” Christine was patient. One thing that interested her about Nanda was her ability to change her body i

Christine was driving with Nanda but it seemed she had a lot on her mind and only a half formed idea about their destination. Christine was very quiet during most of the ride. She decided it was best to share her thoughts with Nanda. “That's an interesting little touch that your father added. You have to control it better. Officer Malloy is not lunch no matter how tasty he looks.” Nanda laughed when Christine sounded like the wise mother hen lecturing the new chick. “I'm sorry.

Christine told herself that Clyde was no help at all. She knew it wasn't really true. He couldn't just tell her whom to swallow. He did give her some ideas. Giving her a new option was doing more than he should have been asked to do. It was an issue that Christine had to research herself. She would have to plan very carefully. Christine decided to visit some of the places in Michigan's upper peninsula. Maybe she would go to Wisconsin or Minnesota. It would be more of a challenge to hunt where th

Clyde decided to spend time visiting with Christine. She couldn't get out of her apartment for a few days because her stomach was busy working on Marcus. Truth be told, he didn't have any other place to go. He hadn't allowed himself to date since his sister was murdered. Christine was starting to grow on him. It wasn't a romance he was looking for but she was a lot of fun to talk to. A person just had to get over the little detail of her being able to just decide to swallow them if she had a sud

Christine decided to leave Portland. She couldn't stay in any place for long and it wasn't a high crime city. She decided it wasn't all that easy to find anyone to swallow. She decided that she'd eaten the worst offenders and it was time to move on to another town. It would take a while for anyone to miss the men she ate. These were men who didn't want any ties either. They were predators of a different sort. She told herself that, at least, she had her own style. Dr Goldman understood when she

The world had changed to the point where very few of the old rules of society were valid. Medical advances made the human life span indefinite. People could live nearly as long as they wanted to and there was an option to continue in a virtual reality world where every dream could come true. Each person could have a chip implanted in the brain and choose any exit they wished to make. They would automatically have their conscious mind transferred to a virtual world. For some, the prospect of cont

It was another five years before she would allow herself to repeat the experience of swallowing another human being. She didn't do it in anger but out of love. She had met a very sweet man by the name of Thomas Eldridge. Thomas was a lab assistant who did much of the grunt work for Dr. Shawarawickram. Thomas had known Christine for at least two months before he worked up the courage to ask her out for coffee. When they sat down at the local coffee shop Christine Asked Thomas if he understood wha

Christine Coe was a bright young dental assistant blessed with a fabulous figure. She was normally careful when it came to her dating habits but she had recently made a very bad decision. She was dating a man who seemed very nice to begin with but it quickly became obvious that he had control issues. He was only concerned with his needs and desires and never about those of anyone else. Although it never occurred to her, he was very privileged to have dated her at all.

Stanley Vincent wasn't t

Naga Nicole

Nicole Sims had been taking calls for the doctor, making appointments and doing endless paperwork for the past two weeks. Dr. Helen Danielson had been off spending a well-earned vacation with friends in India. This was the day the doctor was due to return and that made Nicole a happy woman. It was always better to have the doctor available to clear up some things. Nicole nev

Terri Winston was working late at the Allendale Unitarian Church where she was the music director. She was putting together an outline for a special holiday music program. The children always loved performing. This was their chance to be noticed by their friends and family. It's a time they always look forward to every year and there was never a shortage of volunteers to help with the production. Being a Unitarian Church, the object was to make the program as inclusive as it could be. This was t

It was 3:00 P.M. on a Tuesday afternoon in October. Mark Schader was waiting in the lobby of the clinic he had been coming to on a regular basis after his back injury. Mark was an electrician who fell from a ladder while working on a new downtown office building. The job was an opportunity he couldn't pass up. He had been out of work for several months and his unemployment benefits wouldn't have lasted much longer. He decided to tough it out after his injury but he was living with horrible pain.

Edgar Pilovic entered Dr Voorhees office and sat down. Edgar was wearing his usual cotton sweat pants. He was a creature of habit and had a lot of bad ones. It was not a comfortable feeling for her. She was alone in her office with him. They were they only ones in the entire building. It was a small building with an office, a restroom and a waiting room. The receptionist was taking a long vacation. She had recently gotten married and Dr. Voorhees wanted her to enjoy herself as much as she could.

When Peter Wienermeijer's sister died after a long battle with breast cancer, it was the last time he saw any of his family. He never visited her when she was dying because of one excuse or another. He hated her. He hated her for telling their parents when he molested her. It was supposed to be their little secret. That's what her tried to get her to understand. It doesn't matter now because she's dead anyway. They only allowed him to stay until she passed away because she wanted them to forgive

I would like to thank the doctors and nurses before I lose consciousness. Everyone has been so warm and understanding. I want it known how much I love Lester and how I wanted this experience to be enjoyable for him. I know this has been recorded for the select few who will ever have access to it. Most importantly, I hope you loved watching us do this. It was so beautiful from my perspective. It would be nice to know how it all looked from the outside.

I met Lester at a party last year and I c