By: davidargall
"Well, as you say, we should pay you for your help, so I guess I can take a dip. But what's the problem? What is actually going on?"
"I suppose I should tell you. You are going to be bait. A lot of the girls like to play Shark and eat swimmers. And there is one swimming right near the ladder I would like to eat myself, but there is no way I can catch her with this belly. So you get in the pool and she comes after you, and follows you out of the pool when you climb out, and I grab her."
"There does seem to be quite a bit that could go wrong with that plan. Say I am a bit slow and she would catch and eat me."
"Indeed. So I suggest you get out of the water as fast as you can when I tell you to."
Backing out of the whole thing sounds like a better idea, but you are male and that means chickening out is out no matter how sensible it might be. Well, next time maybe you will ask first and then volunteer...
So into the water with you. A quick glance spots the shark girl. Quite tasty looking brunette with a fine figure. You consider briefly jumping in and trying to eat her, but she is moving thru the water quite gracefully, distinctly more gracefully than you could. You have to admit you would be at a considerable disadvantage against her in the water. So stick to the program. You start down the ladder, carefully listening for the command to get back out.
It takes quite a long time in your view. In fact, you are thinking you will feel the lass's jaws first. But finally the call comes. And you scramble back up that ladder at a rate that seems really slow.
But maybe it is fast enough. You get a foot on dry [or at least solid] ground and then 2. As you step away, you are safe.
Almost... You suddenly feel a hand on your ankle jerking you back. It is all you can do to stay upright. You have nothing left to stop her from stuffing that foot into her mouth, and swallowing you. Looks like you only almost made it...
Then that hand is no longer on your foot. Quickly taking a few steps away, you turn and see your informant has grabbed the hand and is swallowing it. The owner of that hand is yelling that her devourer can't do that, but nobody seems to be listening. Instead when she has swallowed most of the arm, she grabs a handful of lovely hair and forces the girl's head to her shoulder, allowing her head to be consumed without excessive effort.
The battle is over now, but the victim of course continues to fight. But shoulder, chest, waist, and hips make a steady march into that already overstretched belly. Her legs make a steady slide and her feet vanish too, and her devourer makes a contented sigh.."I have never liked that bitch, but she does taste good.
"Now I'm Catherine, and I owe you one. So what can I do for you?"
You are sure Candy is going to want a couple of easy meals. But maybe there is something more useful, if not so much fun...
