“How often do guys actually ask you out though…?” Miranda asks Leah, leaning forward on the couch.
“Maybe once every week or two? They have to be pretty brave or pretty dumb. It’s been a couple of years since the last time I bothered with a real boyfriend…”
“What about Terry?” Taryn asks, spread out and lying on the couch now, head resting on her arms over a pillow just to the other side of Miranda.
“Terry is not my boyfriend; he is my pet.” Leah answers, cutting Terry off before he can speak.
“But you only have sex once or twice a month?” Miranda asks, going back to her earlier question.
“Awww, are you not getting enough loving Mira?” Madelyn jokes, hands rubbing over her belly as her meal flails about within. You suppressed a shudder as she squeezed her stomach a bit, the muffled sounds of bones cracking setting your skin crawling. Not for the first time, you wondered if the more aggressive stomachs of Taryn and Leah were actually worse.
Blushing furiously, Miranda blurted, “I was just curious!”, arms crossed as she sat back on the couch, legs curled up beneath her as she hunched down, still blushing.
Laughing, Taryn looked up at her and softly said, “It’s alright Mira, I fuck a lot of guys too. Just eat them afterwards and nobody knows but you.”
“But…guys actually ask you out…?” Miranda asks softly, her voice nearly a whisper even though she’s right beside you.
“Dumb ones. I eat a lot of them as soon as they ask me. But I pick out guys I’m interested in and tell them they can either take me on a date and maybe get lucky, or they can get in my belly right there and then. Mira, you’re vore, you don’t have to wait for someone to offer. If you want them, just go get them before someone else does.”
“I don’t know… maybe…” Miranda blushes again, “I mean, I’m a cup size or two smaller than any of you, and I’m kind of too skinny… it just seems like, maybe, they don’t want to risk it for me?”
“Mira… I, uhm, I mean I’ve heard guys talk about you… and they think you’re pretty…” Harvey mumbles awkwardly, the normally quiet boy fidgeting with his hands as his eyes flick between Miranda and the floor. “It’s nothing to do with that, it’s just that they figure someone as pretty as you are must eat a lot…”
“I’m sure that’s all it is Mira” Leah chimes in, “It’s not often that anyone actually asks Taryn or me out either, they know they’ll probably end up in our stomachs, so they all just keep their distance.”
“But someone has actually asked you out!” Miranda crosses her arms and huffs; “I can’t even get that far.”
“Maybe you just need to try somewhere new, where people don’t already know your sister? Carrie’s pretty intimidating sometimes, and if everyone knows you’re sisters that might make you seem more intimidating than your normally would. You’re going to college in Colorado with us, right? There are a lot more people there than there were in high school…” you finish, awkwardly trying to reassure your cousin.
“Yeah, maybe we can get an apartment or something together,” Leah offers. “Taryn won’t graduate until next year, but we can probably find something by then.”
Smiling a bit more, Miranda asks, “Trying to make me seem less scary by comparison? I love you both, but any guy with a brain will keep as much distance between themselves and your apartment as possible.”
“Well… maybe… you could live with me and my roommates?” you offer, turning to Mira. “We could probably find a four person flat, and they’d be nervous about having a vore live with us… but… I mean, as long as you promise not to eat them, we’re probably actually safer with you there than without. And you’d seem a lot more approachable that way, I bet…” Awkwardly glancing down at your cards, you mutter “you’re up Harvey…”
“You’d really let me live with you?” Miranda whispers to you, meeting your eyes, her face still a little red as Harvey read his card.
“Well, we don’t have a stock… pantry… but you don’t vore all the time, right? As long as you’re ok eating man-food when you haven’t caught someone else…”
“That’s fine… I usually only eat a guy every couple of days anyway, or sometimes even less often…”
“Yeah, and I should be able to convince Danny and Jared. I mean, it’s not that uncommon for college vores to wipe out an entire group of guys living together because the guys lived just down the hall when one of them got hungry or something. I figure, having a vore with us might… make us safer, from that kind of thing…”
“Yeah, that makes sense. Maybe I’ll be able to get guys to trust me more easily if I’m already proven safe to live with. At least maybe they’ll talk to me instead of just stuttering and running… thank you…” Miranda finishes quietly, looking over at your card and marking the same answer you did to whether or not Harvey was lying.
“Sure…”
