The sun outside Autumnfield High was a calm one, students were making their way to their various academic courses spread out over the campus, and the day was nearing its completion. The mixture of humans, and the lesser creatures known as furs intermingled, most furs however tried their hardest to just keep their heads down and to their own species, as like on most days: a good deal of their friends or siblings were already digesting away in a various horrific manner inside one of the humans.
 
 
Mallory was early to class, as despite hungry glances from the teacher at the front, she usually was able to avoid a “meal rush” as they were called in between classes. It also gave her extra time to study up on anything she might need for class. As the bell signaled in the rest of the senior students into the room, she closed her book, a slightly annoyed sigh escaping from her mouth as the loud chatter and laughter of humans proved to be too annoying for her to continue for the last few moments she had.
 
 
The class started as an equal split of furs and humans, but that quickly changed after Mr. Ryan told his fellow humans that they could have a mid-class snack as long as it didn’t disrupt the flow of learning. Quickly fur after fur vanished into stomachs, cocks, asses, and other creative holes, and were disposed of after class was let out. Mallory refused to use any of the schools restrooms after one unfortunate afternoon.
 
 
After the rule was put into place, most new students were furs, which Mallory suspected was done to keep students attention spans kept due to being fed, but sometimes a new human class mate would cycle in. Mallory honestly didn’t mind when one of her fellow furs was downed and digested by a human pred, as it meant less competition for her, and one less chance of her becoming some fat or a stain somewhere.
 
 
Mallory was pulled from her train of thought as most of the other students settled down, except for the furs who were trapped in a fleshy prison, their screams muffled as they were broken down. She ignored their please, and straightened out her slightly arched back. Despite the fact that she had claimed a front seat at the beginning of class, due to her height, the giraffe was forced to go sit in one of the back seats due to the fact that none of the students behind her could see past her. Her annoyance was clear, but she complained under threat of churned up.
 
 
Mr. Ryan started to begin class when all of a sudden a panting came from the door, and brought everyone's attention to the source of the noise. Standing in the doorway was a pretty darn decent looking human male. He had light blonde hair, a soft face, and a decent size and weight to him.
 
 
“Can I help you?” Mr. Ryan said, looking at the tired arrival, the murmur of class humming softly. The boy raised his head and smiled “Oh! Hello! I’m Jack Letfield, I’ve been transferred to your class due to my last teacher going out for lunch” Jack said. It wasn’t uncommon for fur teachers to meet their end in either a students or fellow faculties body. Jack looked around at the completely filled room, all eyes piercing the new arrival for any sort of information. Mallory herself was staring at him, wondering what this new student would be like, her eyes meeting Jacks for a split second before he grinned slightly.
 
 
“Hmmm, well, as you might be able to see, this class is… Sort of full right now. But! Feel free to take your pic of one of the fur seats. Just, please make sure to dispose of them after picking, I really can’t have anyone just standing around during class” Mr. Ryan said off-handedly, as if he was murmuring what he didn’t want on a slice of pizza. Mr. Ryan looked down at his class attendance sheet and made a mental note of who to possibly cross off and let the office know who was going to be “expelled”.
 
 
While Mr. Ryan did that, Jack made his way over to Mallory, a mix of hunger and lust in his eyes, the furs being passed by him breathing out an audible sigh of relief that they would get to live another day. Finally, Jack was standing right at the side of Mallory’s desk, looking up at her, but there was still a level of intimidation the human brought with his presence.
 
 
“Hi there hot stuff” Jack said, smoothly as he looked up her blue eyes “looks like you’re Jacks lucky meal” Jack said grinning, which was met with an annoyed sigh and look from Mallory. “So… You’re going to dispose of me?... You do realize who I am, right?” There was no fear in Mallory’s voice, just a string of annoyance and inconvenience as she essentially faced down the end of her life inside of the much shorter human. Honestly, getting churned wasn’t on Mallory’s plan of events for life. She had recently just gotten in Harvard, had top grades, and basically had everything in life lined up how she wanted them to be. Now she sat there facing her problem.
 
 
A defeated “Alright” left Mallory’s lips as Jack gave off a victorious smile. Mallory slowly got out of her seat, standing to her full height which dwarfed the human, regardless of the ironic fact that soon he was going to end her pathetic life. “Alright class, looks like you won’t be seeing Mallory anymore, so if anyone has anything to say, they might as well say it now. I don’t want anyone talking to the food!” Mr. Ryan said, uncaringly harsh.
 
 
None of the other furs really much cared for Mallory, as she always came off as rude and snobbish anytime of them tried to be nice or conversational around the giraffe. Most of them in fact were quite happy it was her chosen, as not only did it open up room for potential scholarships that were returned, but it also meant that they could climb the social ladder food chain. The only time they could be close to the top of something named ‘food chain’.
 
 
Mallory noted the lack of stares, or if there was a glance back, how uncaring it was, before all of their attention was brought back to the front of the room. Meanwhile, the only stares she got from the humans were from the guys of the class, knowing full well how attractive her lesser body was, and how they wished they would have snagged her sooner.
 
 
“Alright, how are you we going to do this?” Mallory snapped quietly as Mr. Ryan started the lessen, just being met with a shit eating grin from Jack. “Well, first of all snack, I want you to strip” Mallory knew that humans usually had their food strip down to the bare essentials, but this request still made her tense up. She was going to follow through with it, especially knowing how harsh and cruel people could be to their meals. Mallory thought back to seeing a Skunk girl she had been forced to work on a project with a few weeks ago be kicked in the hallway by a couple jocks before her crying form was swallowed up by the head of the football team.
 
 
Mallory slowly took off her top, a nice black velvet bra covering her finely shaped breasts, Mr. Ryan’s lecture punctuating the events of soundtracks. Jack eyed both of her soft, fur covered mounds of flesh as she unclasped and dropped her bra to the ground with a soft crumble against her shirt. Mallory’s blue, pierced tits were hypnotizing to Jack, as he reached his hands and felt his meal up. That’s what Mallory was: a meal, and nothing more. Anything considered leftovers, such as clothes and personal belongings the pred didn’t want to keep would be returned to the parents for them to do whatever they wanted with.
 
 
Jack picked up the bra and gave it a sniff and feel as Mallory slid her tight pants off her shaped thighs and ass with a bit of a jiggle, which Jack watched, his pants tenting more and more by each moment. When Mallory fully removed her pants with a slight kick, she stood there, shaking a little due to the air conditioning of the room, the last remaining piece of clothing being surprisingly pink panties. As she began to hook her fingers into them, Jack forcefully grabbed her hand to stop her. “No!” He harshly whispered “I want them to stay on” Mallory was surprised, but in the end happy that some of her dignity would remain even in death. That was before she realized that Jack was unzipping his fly, and pulling down his jeans and cum stained underwear.
 
 
“Honestly, giraffes are my favorite” Jack murmured “Always have been. I LOVE watching videos of your kind getting totally fucked up” Jack chuckled, his cock twinging a little at his memories of watching giraffe girls and their fellow sisters or friends get fucked at colleges before getting taken care of. “Today I guess is just my luck day huh? Mind helping me out? Oh, wait heh, you HAVE to” Jack leaned over and gave her thigh a kiss before Mallory got onto her knees, her face completely blank, not wanting to really give the pred the satisfaction of having an emotional meal.
 
 
Jack’s cock was huge, but for a human male predator, that wasn’t surprising, although Mallory could tell the boy was inexperienced. The way it lurched greedily in her hands, and dripped everywhere just oozed the fact that this was either his first time with his cock, or at least something he didn’t do very often.
 
 
Mallory slipped Jack’s cock skin up and down, as Jack tried to control his horny breathing. The both of them weren’t going to be doing any learning today, but both for drastic reasons. Mallory’s hands were a mess as she worked the monster of a shaft, pre oozing all over her palms. The meaty rod was getting stiffer and harder, reaching climax before a quick reddening slap to her face commanded her to stop.
 
 
“Not yet!” Jack growled as he pushed the surprised giraffe to the ground, her head thumping against the tile floor. “I’m ready for the main course after all” Mallory could already feel a wet, sticky, and warm sensation around her toes, looking at the male who was almost 9 feet away, slowly taking her body in.
 
 
Jack let out a little grunt of pleasure as his slit opened to take in more and more of his prey. “God you feel great, my dad always said Giraffe’s were made for becoming cum, guess he was right hehe” Jack got back up and sat in what once was Mallory’s chair, as he had enough of her in for his cock to go into auto pilot and start to do its own thing.
 
 
Mallory was just trying to focus on things she would have done in life if not for this moment, as she found visualizing things she wanted helped them come true for her. She thought about school, a well paying job, and a bright, if not sometimes discriminate future… As Mallory thought, she noticed that she had stopped moving up the now gargantuan cock, her long neck and head still outside the cum lathering tube.
 
 
Class continued, Jack not really paying attention to Mr. Ryan as he talked, the rest of the class mostly just texting or chatting to one another, the furs that were struggling at the beginning in the class inside guts, were now nothing but a little lump in most of the stomachs they were in, and Mallory was still up to her neck in Jack’s cock meat.
Mallory could feel her skin slowly start to sting, and all she could feel around her body was a warm, gnawing gunky feeling. It was horrible, but she still had a little bit of feeling that she was going to get out of this. A few more moments passed, and the bell signalling the last class of the day rang. The mess of fur and flesh all left their seats, shuffling out of the classroom, the furs getting shoved around, one even vanishing into another students maw as the made their way out. Only one, red, blushing student was left in his seat: Jack.
 
 
“Aren’t you going to get going?” Mr. Ryan asked with a smile as Jack scratched the back of his head. “I would teach, if this dumb bitch would have been spunk by now” Mr. Ryan got from front desk to come see what Jack meant, and saw that Mallory was still very much alive, if not in discomfort, a look of boredom and annoyance plastered on her propper face. “Oh my Jack, have you tried pulling her in and not just thinking with your dick?” The teacher joked as Jack grunted, straining his face and cock, trying desperately to pull in his exotic meal. “Y-Yeah teach… She just won’t fit!”
 
 
Jack was right, while it was impressive that he had managed to get in almost the entire near nine feet mass that was Mallory’s body, he just couldn’t get in the last bit. “First time?” Mr. Ryan asked with a fatherly concern, sitting on the desk, ignoring Mallory. “Yeah sir, not first time gulping down a fur, my step sister was one, but first time doing… Well, you know” Jack said pointing down to his cock.
 
 
“Ah, well, since you can’t seem to get her down, you’re gonna have to let her out. Sorry Jack, rules are rules, and you can’t be late to your next class” Jack looked at Mr. Ryan with a disappointed look, as he started to stroke his dick again to let her out. It only took Jack a few minutes to work his cock to the point of sputtering out Mallory.
 
 
Speaking of Mallory, she was a mess. Any part of her body that was lower than her neck was a sharp, burned bright pink and red color. The cum had slowly been working on processing her, but hadn’t gotten to complete its job. All her lovely soft fur was gone, replaced only with the bare essential skin for survival. It was itchy, annoying, but Mallory was still in one piece, and her fur could grow back.
 
 
Jack pulled up his pants, and with a disappointed look, grabbed his bag and said his goodbyes to the teacher, walking out the class door. Mallory and Mr. Ryan both watched Jack leave, before Mallory tried to get her tired body up from off the floor, reaching for her clothes before a voice made her pause. “Where do you think you’re going? This class still has one too many students, and watching that fine young mans display got me in the hankering for a good time!” It was at this point Mallory noticed Mr. Ryan’s throbbing member through his corduroy pants.
 
 
Mallory let her head fall in defeat, knowing full well that the only way she was going to leave this classroom was as nutsludge in her teachers sack… If he didn’t just shoot her out all over the classroom for one of the worthless fur janitors to pick up. “You know, I’ve always thought you looked like a sweet treat Mallory, but I gave you the benefit of the fact that you were such a top student. Shame he chose you, but hey, at least I get to enjoy you” Mr. Ryan moaned as he let his dick flop out, slowly squatting and grabbing Mallory by the shoulder.
 
 
Mr. Ryan helped Mallory up, gently groping her breasts and thighs, sizing her up like any good predator would a meal. He twisted and turned her shiny nipples, gave her ass a slap, and even ran his fingers through her tinted and now goo covered pussy. She really was something else, and the teacher felt that this was a good enough bonus as any for all the hard work he put into teaching today's youth.
 
 
Mr. Ryan was one of the more experienced preds around the school, and was known as quite the lady killer among the female fur faculty. He quickly and without hesitation shoved the suddenly surprised Mallory’s head straight into his upstanding piss slit, and let out a hefty moan as slurping sounds signaled her travel up to his balls, letting gravity do its thing. Mr. Ryan grunted as the large, heavy female was packaged up into his body, her legs unceremoniously kicking and flailing as she got a sickly sweet and salty faceful of precum that aided in her smooth travel.
 
 
After a few more moments of glurpy sucking action from his member, unlike Jack, he fully had the giant giraffe stored away nice and tight, her form clearly showing from inside the fleshy dome prison. Mallory gasped for air, and struggled a little, but she could already feel the horrible stinging kick in. Mallory didn’t know how many fellow furs met their end inside Mr. Ryan’s nuts, but regardless of that fact, unlike Mallory, the testicals didn’t show any prejudice or favoritism. Anything that went in, was only cumming out as a hot load.
 
 
Mallory scratched at her skin, the humid heat starting to make her eyes water, the chamber was filling up with sizzling white liquid, her eyes burned. She wanted to rub them, but did not dare to even try knowing full well she would damn herself further. She could feel her body slowly melting away into the thick load brewing. She just wanted to go to Harvard, but the best she would have to settle for now was becoming sludge for a Harvard graduate.
The final moments before Mallory lost all her form were pain, plain and simple. She gave one final last gasp and cry for air, before her head was pulled down and splooshed into the creamy acidic goop. Mr. Ryan on the outside was grunting like an animal, ironic all things considered, before he clenched his teeth, and let out a primal roar, shooting a blue tinged load all over the floor and walls, spluttering messily.
 
 
Mr. Ryan breathed and huffed heavily, trying to get his wind back after that fantastic orgasm. “M-Mallory, I know you can’t hear me anymore, but A+ on that” Mr. Ryan chuckled to himself as he zipped up his fly. ‘G-God damn girl, I should have done that ages ago… And hey, looks like you didn’t need college to make it far in life! That was the farthest I have ever cum!” Mr. Ryan laughed crudely again as he stopped after noticing something that was floating at the top of the puddle. Mallory’s pink panties. Mr. Ryan smiled to himself as he swooped his finger into the vile seed and fished out the trophy, giving it a little twirl.
 
 
“Class is over” He said, as he left the room, making a mental note to notify the office of what transpired.