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My life in a Voraphile's Future - Page 28 - A Class for a life, a life well saved - By TheVoreEngineer - Overview
You cannot risk it. If it comes down to it, you'll take any punishment nature gives you regarding your foot. You cannot die here. You will not die here. You keep your pace up, moving at a good speed, able to keep your distance from Lauren. This doesn't make the young girl give up, however, if anything it only strengthens the young girl's speed, as she picks up to a sprint, wanting so desperately to consume you as if her very survival depended on if she was able to eat you or not. She's nearly outright sprinting after such a small span of time as if her entire being is focused on victory. But is isn't anywhere close enough to make the gap close, and you pass the finish line with a great amount of distance to spare, causing cheering among the boys, and lavish booing among the girls, but as you pass the line, your foot shoots pain beyond this world throughout your entire body. You fall to the ground, screaming in agony, to a choir of awestruck children. Lauren eventually passes the finish line and looks down at you Salivating. You now know she doesn't intend to play fair since you can't escape she'll eat you here and now, so you close your eye's waiting for the inevitable. You wait, and wait, and wait some more before you open your eyes once more in curiosity. You see the kids still awestruck, as you see Lauren's hand reach out to you. You can see a sour expression on her face, unhappy with her loss, yet she seems to be following your challenge, even in a time of high vulnerability, she still won't eat you, you won. A quality not many possess anymore, yet you're glad the one person who is the most important at this time does. She helps you up off the ground and helps you get to the sick bay where the school nurse while salivating whenever she's mending your pain, heals your foot well enough that you can walk again with no pain. You thank her for the help and return to the last moments of class.

The class was in chaos once again. It looks like the school 'forgot' to assign another teacher to the class while your foot healed, allowing the girls to gulp down all the boys, not a single one left, yet every girl was full, guaranteeing your safety for now. You call administration and tell them what happened. While you can hear frustration on the other end of the phone, you can at least tell they won't be 'firing' you right now.
By the request of the administration team, you send all the students home, one by one they file out of the gym, bellies squirming, with the last person being Lauren, standing beside you with a squirming belly, exclaiming with a huge grin on her face "Nice job on winning the race, but next time I'll show you no mercy, you're gonna be in this belly."
Before she runs off you request her to stay back quickly, telling her "Thank you for not eating me after the race. What you did back there, even though I was down, thank you." with Lauren quickly replying with a puzzled face "Mr. Troy, you won, didn't you? no point not keeping my word!"
You try to thank her once again, but she had already skipped off home, ready to digest whatever unlucky boy happened to be stuck in the digestive chamber instead of yourself, but you honestly didn't care, it wasn't you. Deep down, you know that you only succeeded by your ability to grit through pain, but know unless you were outright forced to do so, you'll probably never take a class of sport again, too much work wrangling the students. While her comment gives you visions of possibly being eaten by the young girl, it's too late for that now, already gone on her way, with a squirming belly full of an unlucky boy. You leave the gym, heading towards the cafeteria, hoping to get some lunch before your second block. You eventually find the giant doors to the cafeteria and enter...
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