Kinzie's mouth began watering, drool overflowing onto her lips. With every intake, a delicious smell wafted into her nose. It was walking into a bakery, a buffet, and a chocolate factory all at the same time; the smell was intoxicating. She started getting light-headed, and the only thing she could think about was how much her stomach hurt. How hungry she was.
 
 
Fabio pointed to the jock, who was looking more and more scared every time Kinzie's nose flared.
 
 
“He is your meal. He is the meal of The Lioness.” Fabio said. The sounds rung in Kinzie's ears as she digested the words.
 
 
Him.
 
 
Meal.
 
 
Lioness.
 
 
I am Lioness.
 
 
My meal.
 
 
He. Is. My. Food.
 
 
That sentence swam in her head as she walked over to the jock. He was attempting to stand his ground, but his buddies had already started pushing through the crowd, trying to run away. She got up close to him, grabbing his shirt and taking a deep whiff of his scent. Human… that was the only word that came to mind as she proceeded the smell. Human. And human smelled delicious.
 
 
With a strength she didn't know she had, she tore at his shirt, ripping it in half, and jumped on him. She clung to him like a Lioness does a Zebra, and unhinged her jaw before pressing his head into her maw. He screamed for mercy, trying to claw her off, but she held tight, and dug her nails in tighter as he struggled.
 
 
She licked all over his face, before swallowing him down, sending his face into her throat. People watched in a mix of horror and wonder as she pinned his arms to his side, and took another gulp, taking in his shoulders. She spent little time on his pecs, they didn't taste as good as breasts did, but she still gave his whole body a thorough licking. As she ate more of him, she managed to touch the floor again, wet with her juices. She reached his torso, tasting his abs, as she unbuttoned his pants and tore them off. His underwear came next, but the erection he had prevented her from sliding them down his legs, so she tore them to shreds, throwing them aside.
 
 
The huge dong, now free of its prison, thwacked her in the chin, making her bite down slightly. Blood seeped through his new wounds, and bruises began forming around where her teeth were. With just a simple motion, she could cut this boy in two, but then he would stop squirming.
 
 
Instead, she took another swallow, and opened her mouth wider to let in the massive cock. Her steamy breath washed over it, and pre-cum welled at the tip. Her tongue drew close, and then slowly wrapped around it, and Kinzie could feel the blood pumping through. It didn't taste as good as pussy, but was still good. It was a little salty, but had a rich taste, not unlike a fine sausage.
 
 
As she played with his dick, her hands were now free, and she moved them to one of her breasts, and her pussy, sticking in two fingers. Her tongue eagerly tasting him was enough for him to cum, his dick spasming as seed was ejected into her mouth. It tasted heavenly. Better than women's ejaculate for sure, this creamy white fluid was like the gods ichor, filling her taste buds with a taste so exquisite she might get addicted.
 
 
Eager to get more, she reached up and squeezed his balls, fondling them for more sauce. Without warning, her tongue moved for his urethra, and forced its way in. With every inch came more semen on her tongue, so she shoved farther and farther in, making the jock scream in pain. Blood began to well, but it only added to her enjoyment. Eventually, she managed to stick her tongue all the way into his ball sack, an inch or two of her tongue able to lick around inside him. Those who looked on could just make out her excited tongue fishing around inside his testicles.
 
 
Some part of her brain realized that she had spent too long sitting there, and Kinzie pulled her tongue out roughly, leaving his dick hole a gaping mess, semen oozing out of it and into her mouth. That was, until she took another swallow, sending his hips down to join him, while tasting the last of his hairy legs, before ripping his shoes and socks off, and gulping them down. Her stomach bulged out with it's large prey, the boy squirming and wriggling as much as he could in the tight space. It was euphoric, the feeling like nothing else she had ever experienced, enough to send her over the edge. A small flood of pussy juice flowed out onto the ground, and Kinzie bit her lip, feeling her cheeks flush red as a spike of lust shot up her spine.
 
 
While she was distracted, Fabio came up from behind and threw the muzzle back on, quickly snapping it shut. Kinzie swallowed one last time as it came on, and breathed in deeply, the crisp scent of leather letting her regain her senses.
 
 
“If you mess with the Lions Den, you better be prepared to take on her Lioness.” Fabio shouted, lifting Kinzie's arm like she had won a WWE match.
Twelve or so people slowly backed away, while the rest cheered, and Kinzie was helped to her feet. She was led back to the door, propped up on her little platform as she panted. She was glad she had her muzzle, it covered up the blush she had as she felt the jock boy squirming inside her.
 
 
Several people greeted her at the door as Fabio checked them, for some reason many of them wanted to rub her stomach. She wasn't about to say no, and accepted it from everyone who asked, moaning softly as they felt around her big gut. With every touch, the boy within squirmed, and she got a jolt of electricity up her spine. By the time the large group of people had entered the club, she had cum once, gotten three requests for sex, and five people wanted to be eaten by her.
 
 
She had deflected, saying that she was pretty full, but to be honest she could have if she wanted to. Every time someone asked, she got a serious urge to say yes, and have them release her muzzle so she could devour them.
 
 
But, she couldn't come to let them. The feeling of hunger she had when her muzzle came off was… beastial. While it felt good, it also made her scared.
 
 
A sudden pressure in her bottom snapped her from her thoughts. “Fabio, I need to go to the bathroom.” She said, tugging on his sleeve.
 
 
“Sure, it's pretty slow right now, go ahead.” He said, stepping aside. “Go behind the bar, the door back there leads to the employee bathroom. Since you're the only girl who would use it, it's all yours. Don't take too long, though.”
 
 
Kinzie nodded, and walked in, almost getting blown away. Compared to the tranquil and cold outside, the inside was hot, loud, and packed with people. She wondered how long it would take her to worm her way to the bathroom, but before she could do anything, the man dancing in front of her took notice, and moved out of the way.
 
 
One by one, the people on the dancefloor saw her, and stepped aside, letting her walk freely to the bathroom. She stared in amazement at the people as they gave her smiles, waved, or pat her head. It took less than a minute to traverse to the bar, where the bartender lifted up the small hatch so she could get behind. She went through into the back, and found the women employee bathroom, going inside.
 
 
It was spotless. There weren't any stains or weird things all over, and though she couldn't smell anything, it didn't look like it would. She went to the back, the largest stall, and found a pristine little toilet. Fabio was right, this place really wasn't used.
-Scat scene-
 
 
She instinctively reached to lower her pants, but remembered as she touched her naked skin and let out a sigh. The seat was cold, making her recoil for a moment before settling down. As soon as she did, her pucker opened, and a huge log began dilating her asshole. It didn't hurt as it pushed out, quite the opposite in fact. It felt nice.
 
 
Every lump pushing it's way out if her made a spark jump in her brain and a small plink in the toilet. The jock in her stomach stopped squirming as he heard it, and Kinzie grinned, rubbing him through her skin.
 
 
“That's going to be you in the morning.” She couldn't resist teasing him, her soft voice and gentle touch not at all matching her words.
 
 
She leaned back on the toilet, relaxing and letting the waste of this mornings prey fall from her body. As it heaped in the bowl, she felt as her stomach sank, and got lighter and smaller, less space being taken up in her bowels. She didn't know how long it had taken, but by the time she was done her butt had attached to the seat, making it clatter as she stood up.
 
 
-!CAUTION DESCRIPTIVE!-
 
 
Looking behind her might have been a bad idea. Despite not being able to literally smell the mess she made, she just about saw it. It made her eyes water, and she wondered if every shit she would take would look like that. Hair and teeth littered the whole mess, along with several bits of bright red flesh and blood that had somehow escaped digestion. She remembered the woman this had been, beautiful and thin, now nothing more than waste in the bowl.
 
 
-Scat scene over-
 
 
Kinzie felt bad, not taking anything with her, so she carefully reached down, and grabbed a tooth, trying not to touch any of the feces on it. One flush and the toilet was able to take it all, somehow, and Kinzie moved to the sink, washing first the tooth and then her hands. Holding it up to the light, it was shiny and crisp now that she had washed it. It appeared to be a molar, dull and thick, the tooth of prey.
 
 
Kinzie gripped it tightly, and walked back outside, joining Fabio once more.
 
 
“You look thinner. Must have been pretty big, I bet.” He noted with a chuckle. Kinzie nodded, and flipped the tooth in her hand. Fabio must have noticed, because after searching his pockets for a moment, handed Kinzie a small leather satchel.
 
 
“What is this?” She asked, holding it up.
 
 
“I got it at a farmer's market as a young boy. I picked it up and asked the stall vendor what I could do with it. He laughed, and simply said 'teeth'. I kept it with me ever since, and now I think I know what he meant.” Fabio explained, giving Kinzie a smile.
 
 
“Thank you, Fabio. I don't know what to say.” Kinzie said. She dropped the tooth in, and pulled it closed.
 
 
“You don't have to say anything. Just don't forget the people you eat. You don't even need to remember their names, but at least remember who they were.” He said. It sort of sounded like a request. Kinzie nodded, and held the bag tightly before leaning against the wall. Despite her break on the toilet, she was still tired of standing up, and her eyes were heavy.
 
 
She heard Fabio laugh. “Are you tired? Today must have been a long day. Come here, I will keep you standing.” He grabbed her shoulder, and pulled her close, letting her lean on him.
 
 
“Fabio. Did you know I was going to go crazy when you took off my mask?” Kinzie asked.
 
 
He didn't answer for a moment. “Yes. My mother. She was the same as you. She did her best to raise us, but my father… my father was not a good man. He got my mother to sign a contract, he owned her, and so could choose who she would eat. The second the mask came off, she was no longer my mother, she was a hungry dog. My father did just as I did. He pointed to who he wanted taken care of, and said: 'Them, the are your meal.’ it is not a story I have told many people, but I feel you should know.” He sighed, and looked skyward, a shooting star flying across the sky. Despite a large part of him knowing it was wrong, he couldn't help but wish that Kinzie would stay at the Lion's Den with him for a long time.
 
 
“That's… that's really sad. Thank you for sharing with me.” Kinzie yawned as wide as she could, but her mask prevented it too much, her jaw clenched tightly.
 
 
The rest of the night was spent with just her and Fabio, barring the occasional late-night visitors to the club. Kinzie managed to stay awake through various means, but mainly she played with her stomach, took small naps, or watched Fabio play a silly game on his phone. Eventually, their boss came to the door and let them in, near the early hours of three or three-thirty.
 
 
He looked just as exhausted as they did, yawning loudly as he walked to his office. He sauntered over to his cabinet, and stood in front of his safe, idly spinning the lock until it finally opened. He pulled out a big wad of cash, and walked back over to them.
 
 
“For my new Lioness, one thousand for the excellent work, and getting yourself a title, and spreading the popularity of my club. And, another thousand in hopes that you work for me again.” He gave her both stacks of money, big enough that Kinzie had a hard time getting her hands around them. “Fabio, your bonus will be added to your next check. Good work, you two.” He said, giving their shoulders a rough shake.
 
 
“Thanks boss, have a good night! See you tomorrow, Lioness?” Fabio asked, extending a hand. Kinzie smiled, and shook it back, nodding.
 
 
As soon as he left, the Boss opened a door in the back of his office, and led Kinzie through it. It was a second flight of stairs, that led up to another door, that led to a very nice looking apartment. It was all a soft, yellow, sunrise feel, a gentle and calming color. As she stepped in, she felt the softest carpet envelop her feet, and the air was just warm enough to be relaxing, but cool enough that she could spend a hot day there.
 
 
“Welcome to my house. When we are here, feel free to call me Dennis, or big brother, or Dad, or whatever. Just remember that up here, I'm not your boss, but down there I always am, capiche?” Dennis said, very explicitly.
 
 
Kinzie nodded.
 
 
“Well, as long as you're living here, there's a key hanging at the bottom of the stairs, and one located in the head of the statue on my desk. The kitchen is fully stocked, but try not to go crazy. And I say this only because you're a Gutter, I know your meals are big, but the toilet up here is real fussy, so if you're going number two, it's better to just go downstairs. But I can imagine you're most interested in the bedroom, yes?” He said, pointing to each room before opening the door to the bedroom.
 
 
It was massive, a giant queen sized bed with pillows stacked upon pillows. The blanket was like a silk-made cloud, fluffy and warm. Beside each side of the bed was a nightstand and a lamp, which made Kinzie curious, since he was living alone, but she thought against saying anything.
 
 
Dennis walked off to the side, entering a small closet and closing the door. Kinzie wasn't sure what to do, but soon enough he came back out, wearing a large white shirt and baggy pajama pants.
 
 
“I've only got one bed, sorry. The couch is also… burnt? Let's go with that. Point is, unless you want to sleep on the floor, you'll have to share.” Dennis said, walking to the right side of the bed and lifting the sheets, getting in. Kinzie didn't truly mind, it was better than anything had ever slept in before. She went to the opposite side, and snuck in under the covers, trying not to disturb Dennis. She laid her pay and her satchel on the nightstand as well.
 
 
“Goodnight.” He said, flipping off his lamp.
 
 
“Goodnight. Dad.” She said the last part under her breath, just to see how it sounded, but from the pause in movement, it was clear Dennis heard it.
 
 
Kinzie was embarrassed, but didn't show it, turning off her lamp and curling up in the sheets. She faced Dennis, and cradled her belly. It had shrunken, and the boy was no longer able to be made out, now a sloshy mush in her belly. She wondered why it was that she was so lucky, as she caressed herself, yet have the worst luck at the same time. Today had been the biggest mixed bag ever.
 
 
Disowned because of a thing she had no control over, losing her rights as a human being, and being thrown to the streets.
 
 
Meeting Julie, Dennis and Fabio, running into this club and getting a job, and finding a new purpose and respect as The Lioness.
 
 
She weighed it in her head, and came to the conclusion that combining everything that happened, the scales teetered back to the middle. Today wasn't good, and wasn't bad. Guess that means today was a pretty meh day.
 
 
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Kinzie woke to the gentle sound of a man's voice in her ear. She smiled, and snuggled up closer to the warm body in front of her. She was reminded of her father, who she used to sleep with when she had a bad dream, and wondered if she had crawled into his bed last night.
 
 
“Good morning, Daddy.” She giggled, opening her eyes. To her surprise, it was not her father, but Dennis, who had a shocked face and red cheeks. Kinzie realized that she had grappled onto him while she was sleeping, and quickly pushed away, sliding on the slick sheets and falling off the bed.
 
 
“Are you alright!?” Dennis shouted, clambering over the blanket and looking over to see Kinzie on the floor with her legs spread wide. That alone was enough to make him blush, but what added to it was the rather large cock hanging down off her pelvis. He stared at it for a moment, before sitting up and looking down his pants, and coming to the conclusion​ that she was bigger than he was.
 
 
“Y-yeah, I think so. I- what? Is something- AH!” She followed his gaze, and saw the huge dick she was now sporting, even able to see it past her much larger breasts, and her round stomach. The sight of her stomach reminded her of three things: that she had to go to the bathroom, the jock it used to be filled with, and that she had school.
 
 
“Hey, slow down, what are you doing!?” Dennis tried to calm her down as she bolted up and grabbed her satchel, and ran downstairs.
 
 
-Scat again-
 
 
“I need to go to the bathroom, then to school!” She shouted before closing the door behind her. She sprinted as fast as she could, flying through the empty club and behind the bar, through the door and into the large back stall she used before. The second she sat down, her butt gave way, and another forest began making its way out of her pucker. It still felt good, amazing even, but this time she had to deal with the large penis that was slowly rising as she went to the bathroom.
 
 
The act of pooping was giving her a boner.
 
 
She didn't touch it, and hoped it would go away, but the more she pooped the harder she got. It was quivering, throbbing, and massive. If she laid it flat at this point it might have reached her knees, but at this point it was pressed against her belly, and the tip was fighting it's way through her fat breasts. She looked down, and her breath on it made her spine go weak, and pre-cum welled at the top, dripping down to her foreskin.
 
 
Suddenly, a large hard object began pressing through her bum, spreading her hole wide as it came through. She had to go slowly, and she had no idea what it was, but it started to spread her cheeks so wide it hurt. Not only that, but her dick hurt as well, trying to swell even larger. It was a good minute, easing it out with deep breathing, but the object was finally released, and she stood and turned quickly, spraying her waste with a coating of white slime. The second it stopped she collapsed to the floor, her dick sneezing up more cum as it laid against the cold floor. She sat still for quite some time, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath, until finally she could stand up.
 
 
She looked into the bowl, and to her surprise, it was a skull. She had shit out the jocks skull, it rested upside down on her mound of feces. It was stained brown, and covered in her semen, but wouldn't be able to fit down the toilet, so she grabbed it carefully and set it in the sink, before going back, grabbing a tooth, and flushing the rest down the toilet. The tooth she had was one of his front teeth, the top row.
 
 
-Scat scene over-
 
 
She washed both the skull and the tooth, along with wiping up her semen from the ground with a rag, and dropped the tooth into her satchel. She took the string and wrapped it around her collar strap, tying it so it wouldn't fall down.
 
 
Then, she went back upstairs, carrying the skull, and found Dennis dressed and eating cereal.
 
 
“Is that…?” He asked, looking at the skull.
 
 
Kinzie nodded. “Do you want it, or…?”
 
 
“It's clean, right? Just put it on the table, I'll find a use for it. Are you hungry? There's cereal, toast-”
 
 
“No, I'm alright, but thank you.” Kinzie said, placing the skull down.
 
 
There was a pause of silence as Dennis remembered that she would have to remove her mask to eat, and changed the subject.
 
 
“So, you need a ride to school? Where do you go? I can give you a ride, I'm not busy.”
 
 
“A-are you sure? I'm not far, I'm just at Mission High. It's right over-”
 
 
Dennis put his hand up, “I know where it is, don't worry about it.” He placed his bowl in the sink, and filled it with water, then grabbed his keys. “Come on, let's- are you taller than me?” He stopped and stood in front of her. Sure enough, Kinzie was at least an inch taller than him, and he had to look up to see her.
 
 
“My breasts and butt are also a lot bigger. And I have this.” Kinzie said, referring to her penis.
 
 
“Hmm, I don't think I've ever heard of something like that before. A Gutter who can absorb who she eats… that is mighty useful if I do say so myself.” Dennis said, shrugging. He moved past her, and opened the door, ushering her through.
 
 
She appreciated his ability to treat her the same even though she was different. She walked down, and waited in his office. He brought down the skull, and placed it on his desk, adjusting it until he liked it.
 
 
“I can imagine it now. Someone needs to be taught​ a lesson, and I ask them if they want to know about the skull. Then I can have you show up, and give him your special tour, show him exactly how that skull got there. What do you think?” He said with a grin. Kinzie couldn't help but smile back and nod, amused by his story.
 
 
He shrugged and shook his head. “But, it's just a fantasy. Come on, let's get you to school.”
 
 
It was a short, and mostly quiet, car ride over. He stopped by the front gate, and she was a few minutes early.
 
 
“This is it. Have a good day at school, I'll pick you up at three, I need you back at the club as soon as possible.” Dennis said. Kinzie waved as she got out of the car, and he drove off, leaving her watching his car disappear into the distance.
 
 
“That wasn't your dad.”
 
 
Kinzie jumped, scared by the sudden voice. She looked down to see Jennifer standing behind her, staring off at the car. She was liked by the boys because of her looks and her strange, mysterious behavior. She had a certain air about her, regal and above everything.
 
 
“N-no, he isn't. He's my boss, he was giving me a ride.” Kinzie explained. She wondered why Jennifer was there, she usually went straight to class when she got to school.
 
 
“Are you sleeping with him?” She said, very bluntly.
 
 
Kinzie's face flushed red, remembering what happened when she woke up. “N-no, not in that way! I just… he's only got one bed!” She blurted out.
 
 
“So you're living with him, but not sleeping with him. Got disowned?”
 
 
Kinzie was surprised, but nodded. “How did you know?”
 
 
Jennifer turned and started walking to the building. “Every woman in my family is a Gutter. Our bloodline runs deep and we are very rich and influential, so much so that the government doesn't enforce many of the usual Gutter policies.” Jennifer explained.
 
 
“But, becoming a Gutter isn't genetic, it's random chance. It's mutation.” Kinzie said, confused.
 
 
“I've had ten sisters, and five brothers. I've never known any of my brothers, and I lose a sister or cousin almost every year. Does that answer your question?” Jennifer asked, before heading to her class. Kinzie thought for a moment, and came to the only logical conclusion.
 
 
If they aren't Gutters, they are eaten. Presumably by their mother.
 
 
Kinzie shuddered at the thought of an old woman giving birth to a baby boy, and before he is even wiped off, handed to his mother. She doesn't even look at him, but simply opens her gaping maw, and shoves the crying infant in, swallowing him down in two large gulps. She would have to be heartless, feeling as the little life that had spent so long gestating inside her be snuffed out, not five inches away from where it spent it's entire, short life.
 
 
A more sadistic part of her brain wondered how a baby would taste, how it would feel to have a teeny tiny human squirming in her stomach. She felt a bit like vomiting with how much she began drooling.
 
 
There was little time to waste, as she had to get to class, so she strode through the halls as quickly as she could. She got there much quicker than she usually would have, and owed it to her much longer legs. She entered the classroom, and was hit hard by (first the door frame) the amount of eyes that snapped to her. The room stood still, complete silence as she stood in the doorway. All the eyes in the room moved at once, going first to her chest, then down to her penis and getting wide, then back up to her face, where they squinted.
 
 
“Kinzie, please take your seat.” Ms. Jensen said, coughing loudly. The class broke from their trance, and clumsily went back to what they were doing, but Kinzie still got the occasional glances. She understood why they stare, but she still didn't like it. She remembered Jennifer, who was more interested in what she was doing with a strange man than what she looked like. Although, she wouldn't go as far as wishing everyone was more like Jennifer.
 
 
Once she got to her seat, she ran into a problem. Trying to squeeze her butt into the chair resulted in little more than her hurting herself, and getting more looks as her breasts flopped around.
 
 
“Um, Ms. Jensen? I can't fit in my seat.” She said, as quiet as possible. Her teacher gave her a 'what am I going to do with you?’ look and pointed to the couch in the back.
 
 
“Just make sure you pay attention. Take a book to write on.”
 
 
Kinzie headed to the back, but Julie stopped her, handing her a pencil and some paper. She gave a wink, then looked up front, Kinzie getting a blush. She felt a stir in her loins, and quickly grabbed a textbook and sat down, covering her large penis and breathing deeply.
 
 
The rest of class went rather smoothly, except for the beginning when Ms. Jensen was calling role. She called the jocks name, Daniel, but got no response. Kinzie took a moment to put name to face, but when she did her stomach sank.
 
 
“M-ms. Jensen? Y-you can… um… cross him off the list…” She managed, barely. Whispers broke out through the room, a huge buzz of tiny conversations like a swarm of bees.
 
 
“I'm sorry, can you clarify?” Ms. Jensen said, calling the attention back on Kinzie. She was frozen, unable to speak as her throat dried out. She was reminded of her satchel as it rubbed against her cheek, and opened it up, pulling out Daniels tooth. Her hand was shaking, holding the small object.
 
 
“That's his tooth? So you ate him? There is no need to get so worked up. Thank you for telling me.” Ms. Jensen said, continuing with role.
 
 
The whispers didn't stop.
 
 
Lunch finally rolled around, and Kinzie sighed, collapsing back in the couch as kids poured out. She breathed deep, letting the stress fall away and relaxing as much as she could. She was the Lioness, she shouldn't be so worked up about stuff like that. She was the Lioness. She was the Lioness. She was the-
 
 
“What's this about lions?”
 
 
Kinzie flung her eyes open and stood up, the book dropping to the ground. Ms. Jensen was standing next to her, and almost stumbled herself.
 
 
“Whoah! Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.” She said with a laugh.
 
 
“Oh, Ms. Jensen! I should apologise, I was just-” Kinzie began rambling, but Ms. Jensen put her hand up.
 
 
“Please, Cathrine is fine. Have a seat.” She said, sitting down. Kinzie joined her, and once she did, Ms. Jensen slid down into her.
 
 
“Ah! I'm sorry, I didn't mean… to… what?” Instead of moving away, Ms. Jen- Catherine leaned into Kinzie, pressing her face right up into Kinzie's large breasts. Like a child she snuggled close, wrapping her arms around.
 
 
“Julie was right, you are warm. And very squishy, I like it.” Catherine said, her hand snaking its way from her stomach up to Kinzie's breast, sinking her hand into it. She moaned, her dick rising steadily,and her teacher moved her hand downward, now gripping the large phallus.
 
 
“C-Catherine!” Kinzie took a sharp inhale, feeling the teacher's cold hand wrap around her member.
 
 
“God, I feel like a child sitting next to you. You're even more special than I thought, and to think that I get to be a part of you soon.” Catherine noted, using her other hand to pull down her panties, and stick two fingers in her pussy. She rode up her​ dress, revealing her long, stocking-clad legs.
 
 
“S-so you don't mind? I can eat you?” Kinzie asked, her mind racing.
 
 
“Well, I would prefer to have a bit more time, but it's not really up to me. I'm your meal now, I've got less rights than you. I'm just food. Your food.” She said, jacking Kinzie off harder.
 
 
“I wouldn't mind having you around a little longer. Especially if you… keep doing this.” Kinzie said through her teeth, using one hand to fondle her own breast.
 
 
“That’s an interesting proposal. I've​ already resigned myself to you, so you get to decide what I do, but being able to finish this year off with my favorite student would be nice.” Catherine stood up, and climbed on top of Kinzie, standing over her throbbing member, before slowly lowering herself down. Her lips touching was enough to make Kinzie feel like she was melting, and the farther she went the more pleasure she felt. She was so hard it hurt again, and having so much blood going there had her hands and feet go numb. She could simply watch as Catherine hissed and moaned, impaling herself on the massive dick, before finding what she felt was her maximum halfway down.
 
 
“I'm sorry, I don't think I can go any lower.” She said, a little strained. Kinzie grinned, and Catherine shook her head as she expected what was going to happen.
 
 
“I apologise for this, but you do belong to me.” She said, resting her hands on Catherine's shoulders, and slowly pushing, forcing the woman further onto her penis.
 
 
“Fuuuuuucking bitch…” was all Catherine could say as she went limp, feeling her cervix get broken open like it a rubber band with a log going through it. She was only two thirds of the way there, and Kinzie showed no signs of stopping. She pushed further, having a hard time as she got small spasms every couple of seconds. Catherine was foaming at the mouth, a small moan reverberating in her throat.
 
 
“Almost there, just a little more.” Kinzie reassured her, pressing down harder. She felt a bulge hit her stomach, and she realized that her dick had begun stretching out Catherine's skin, pushing on her womb walls. It was thirty seconds before she made it all the way to the hilt, Kinzie's lower head clear against her skin as it bumped Catherine's breasts. Now that she had made it, Kinzie rested her teacher against her large chest, the woman getting lost in the massive breasts. Her face sat just above the gigantic bosom, drooling slightly as she had passed out.
 
 
Kinzie giggled, and gave her a slight shake, waking her up with a small start. She tried to sit up, but yelped as her skin stretched from the big rod jammed inside her, and she fell back into Kinzie.
 
 
“You suck.” The woman said, wrapping her arms around her student.
 
 
“Well I loved every second. Also, you aren't going to be happy about this next part.” Kinzie said, placing her hands back onto Catherine and jamming their pelvises​ together.
 
 
“No, you can't, no!” Catherine tried to protest, but was too late, Kinzie's seed flying up into her womb. She began to swell slightly, the cock inside her less defined as semen stretched her skin further. The dick also acted as a plug, preventing any of the invading semen from escaping her swollen womb.
 
 
By the time Kinzie had finished cumming, a long groan escaping her throat as she did, her penis was no longer able to be seen, and Catherine looked like she might go into labor at any moment.
 
 
“How many months are left in the school year?” Kinzie asked, wrapping her arms around Catherine and pulling her close.
 
 
“We just started, so long enough for a child, if that's what you were thinking. Although, with no testicles, it would stand to reason you shouldn't be able to impregnate me.” The teacher said with a loud sigh.
 
 
They sat and cuddled for awhile, just enjoying each other's company, until Kinzie tapped her lover on the shoulder. “We should get cleaned up. You still have a class to teach, and you're filled with my gunk.” She said.
 
 
Catherine didn't move. “Are we trying to keep it a secret?”
 
 
Kinzie hadn't thought of that. “Are we allowed not to? Would the school be okay with us?”
 
 
“Since I'm no more than a piece of meat, I don't see why they would have a problem with you playing with your food.” Catherine said, kissing Kinzie's face mask.
 
 
“I'd still like to get out. You're going to have to empty at some point. Why not into my mouth? I promise I'll hold back, I don't want to eat you yet.” Kinzie begged, wanting to taste her semen mixed with Catherine's feminine juices.
 
 
“Alright, I trust you. Let me take off your mask.” She reached around, and grabbed the key held in her leather strap, but before she could unlock it, Kinzie grabbed her wrist.
 
 
“A few things you should know. When I take this off, I'm not Kinzie anymore, I'm a wild animal. I'm the Lioness. Tell me what to do, and I'll do it, but don't refer to yourself as food. You have to be my guiding hand, I'll follow your every order.” She said, slightly afraid she would lose control and devour Catherine.
 
 
She looked a little frightened, a certain fear in her eyes as she hesitated to unlock the mask. But searching her eyes further, Kinzie saw a certain trust. She let go of her wrist, and with little hesitation, Catherine opened the lock.