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Belching Girls: Multi-media (Vore & WG) - Page 246 - Find some*one* to snack on - By Nozo - Overview
“...Well, why delay the inevitable? Might as well get right into it~”

With a grin, Cleo took a look around. Now that Luca had joined the game, she was almost certain she could slide by unnoticed. With that in mind she slid her way off of her chair, bare feet feeling the heat of the sandy ground. The warmth was strong but not uncomfortably so — she quite enjoyed the sensation of the sand between her toes with every step she took. That aside, the sand wasn’t her main focus. Cleo instead opted to look around the beach, taking in all the fellow vacation-goers.

Cleo was in a rather secluded section of the beach — there weren’t many people around at all. That made picking one out of the crowd and isolating them significantly easier than it otherwise would be. Her purple pink eyes scanned over the beach methodically, judging each person that crossed their paths. While Cleo had no qualms with eating an innocent person, she did prefer to have some justification for her choice.

The first target to catch her attention was a tall, burly, shirtless man. He was standing in front of a group of girls — Cleo couldn’t quite hear their conversation from here, but the poor girls seemed undeniably uncomfortable.

“He’d probably be a relatively simple snack. All I’d have to do is stroke his ego a little and he’d follow me wherever I like. He'd probably fight back, but I'm sure my magic can overpower him easily enough. Still, I have to wonder if there’s anyone else I can find…” Cleo mused to herself, keeping the man in mind as she continued to scan the beach.

It didn’t take long for her to find another suspicious character. A man was dressed in a sandy-colored cloak, rummaging through a pink handbag. He was significantly less well-built than the other man had been. Somehow, Cleo got the impression that wasn’t his.

“A bandit, eh? Trying to steal from innocent beachgoers… That’s certainly deserving of punishment.” As Cleo said this, she squinted in confusion.

“Is that cloak supposed to be some feeble attempt at camouflage? If it is, then he certainly isn’t doing it very well… Still, that’s beside the point. He probably intends to return to his hiding place with the possessions he’s stolen — It’d be trivial for me to tail him. He also looks rather weak — I don’t even think I’d need my magic to overpower him...” Cleo said to herself with a hum. Should she go help the girls by “handling” their harasser, or should she ensure this petty thief never steals again? Either way she’d score herself a filling meal, and one that would almost certainly struggle nicely for her. It was embarrassing to admit, but Cleo had missed the sensation of prey struggling against her powerful gut… She unconsciously licked her lips, nearly drooling at the thought of it.

“I could probably take on both of them if I really wanted… Regardless, I ought to go one at a time for now. Which of the two should I pick...?”
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