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My Life as a Teenage Voraphile [resurrected story] - Page 118 - The play goes on, but not very well - By NagaFood - Overview
The play continued, more atrociously than ever. The stage hands in the corner were not safe either. After one stage hand was finished, a girl would stand up, walk to the corner where they cowered and pick one out. Tira would often go and pick prey for all of them, standing before them in a mock, confused pose and then pointing to 3 random lads, “You, you and you. You get to die now.” The lads were to weak to fight against her, and the others were to glad they weren’t picked to help. The lads would be dragged back kicking and screaming for the same grizzly performance. As the night went on, more clothes came off until the 3 girls were naked, they would play games with the stage hands, having them wrestle each other, the loser getting eaten and the winner getting to go back to the corner. Charlette didn’t like watching this game, the victor going away ashamed and tired, the loser, collapsed on the floor, bruised and crying as he was slowly slurped up like spaghetti off of the floor as he wearily tried to claw at the carpet, the other girls telling him, if he wanted to live, he would of fought harder, it was his fault for being so scrawny.

Miraculously, the girls bellies didn’t seem to be getting any bigger, despite the continued squirming.

Charlette winced. Another boy had been defeated and lay on the floor as the victor went away. “My turn to eat the loser!” Jenny said as she pounced on top of the lad, smothering his chest with her breasts. The boy could not help but get hard, “Ahh, you like them do you?” She lowered herself and ground her hips on his dick as she licked his face, the boys face contoring in pleasure. Then, Jenny stopped, “On second thought, I don’t want to fuck a loser… WINNER get over here!” The winner obeyed as Jenny slid down the defeated boy and took his feet into his mouth. “Show this pansy what winners get… Charlette, suck and fuck this boy or I will eat you next, and this loser can fuck you in my stomach!”

Rita and Tira giggled as they finished off another pair of stage hands, the defeated boy trying to pull his feet out of the mouth. Charlette, had thought herself forgotten and was surprised when she heard her name… and the request. The winner too, a handsome, blonde lad, looked confused. Charlette wasn’t even sure what suck and fuck meant, she decided to ask. Tira laughed, “First, stick his cock in your mouth and lick it.. then, stick his cock up your pussy you little whore.”

Charlette looked confused now as well as she walked to the boy. Rita began to stroke the losers chest, “It is as much fun as it looks you know, pity you can’t wrestle to save your life… literally!” The defeated boy could only return rambling pleas for mercy as Rita forced him to look at what winner’s got.
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