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My Life as a Teenage Voraphile [resurrected story] - Page 299 - The Jump Rope Girls - By NagaFood - Overview
“Bri-an!” you hear one of the whiney little voices call you.

Jennifer is the four year old sweetheart of the staff. She’s gone to the day care since she was a baby and had won the hearts of the women who worked there for her hazel eyes, darling smile and outgoing personality. The later, of course, meant that even though she was twenty four years your junior she had no qualms about giving you orders. You look up in passing to acknowledge her, her baby teeth flashing an eager smile, her outfit a mismatch of assorted pinks, a t-shirt with “Cutie” printed on it and loose fitting, bright colored cotton pants. You immediately look back down going back to your sulk.

“Get out of here, squirt.” You say, trying to sound endearing with the nickname, “I’m busy.” You know her, though, and know that she’s not going to take “No” for an answer.

“Brian!” she yells again, despite only being a few feet away from you. You pretend to ignore her, so she runs up and latches herself around your right arm. “Brian, we want to show you something!”

“I told you to get lost.” You say, turning so that you’re now looking at her tiny face, her eyes alight and smile beaming with her wavy hair falling on to your shoulder and her tiny arms wrapped around yours. She’s too adorable for even someone as jaded as you to completely ignore.

“We have a new jump rope song we want to show you.” Jennifer says. Her lower lip puffs up into a pout and you already know that you’re going to end up giving her what she wants… the rest of the fight is just a formality.

“I already saw your jump rope song.” You say.

“Not this one!” she corrects you, becoming alive with excitement again, “This one’s new and we made it up just for you!” You roll your eyes a little bit. You’ve grown weary of listening to little girls’ songs all day. “ ‘Sides,” Jennifer says, “I’m gonna tell Ms. Strongut that you’re not working and she’s gonna EAT YOU!”

“Alright, alright.” You say, admitting defeat. “Keep it down, let me come see this.” Jennifer jumps off of your arm and claps, jumping up and down. She hugs your leg as you stand up, then runs off back to her friends. You follow at a slower pace.

The girls stand ready, each one smirking wide now that you’re there to watch them perform. Jennifer and a blonde girl stand in the middle of the rope with two girls holding the ends of the jump rope.

“Ready?” The blonde asks you. You nod and they all start to giggle as they count down to each other and begin to yell their chant, punctuating each syllable with a jump of the rope.

“One… Two…. Three…

Listen up girls, here’s the scoop:
Brian’s gonna be our poop!
He’s the boy we want to munch!
He’s the boy we want for lunch!
He’s gonna be all brown and smelly
Once he travels through our belly!
Feel his body turn to mush,
Wave him goodbye as you flush!”

The four girls fall down into the grass and roll around laughing as they complete the song, while you stand there, your mouth agape. You don’t know quite how to respond…
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