“Sure, sure, mock your cousin on his birthday. Don’t give me a break or anything. It’s totally fine. Besides, we’re also celebrating Mira’s birthday. I’m assuming we’ll do whatever she wants.”
“You know, Mira is usually the sweetest out of all of us. I bet she would be up for doing something you want” Leah offers.
Taryn says, grinning almost wider than any non-vore can. “Almost anything.”
“Hey, maybe that too!” Leah chuckles, looking wickedly at Taryn “After all, Rudy’s still in once piece, not every guy gets eaten afterwards.”
“What? My little brother got laid before I did?”
“Is that surprising, Max? You hardly ever leave your room.”
Grinning, Leah asked, “Is that all it takes, Taryn? Rudy happened to be just be around at the right time?”
Blushing, Taryn answered, “I’m just saying if Max wants to get laid, it’s going to take a second person! It’s not like they’re going to just show up without him going out and talking to people!”
You’re more distracted by Taryn’s blushing than anything she’s saying. You’ve never seen Taryn blush before. “Hang on… Taryn… did you... and Rudy…?”
Laughing as Taryn went redder still, Leah chimed in, “did you miss that Max? Rudy was unclogging Taryn’s toilet this morning because he was already up there with her.”
Stopping in your tracks, you look Taryn up and down again, unsure if you should be more opposed to this news. On the one hand, Taryn was Rudy’s cousin… but on the other… well, Taryn was pretty hot. And few guys had a chance to ever hook up with someone at all, let alone someone who would not eat them afterwards. But still. Ew?
“Careful Max,” Taryn growled, “I can’t eat Leah, but I’ll melt you and Rudy like butter.”
“I—Sorry, I didn’t—Never mind!” you finish, hands held before you as you sheepishly bow your head and resume walking, Leah’s arm around your back and pulling you forward once more as she giggled at you both.
You didn’t want to ruin whatever was going on with Rudy, or worse, to land him in Taryn’s stomach. Out of your whole vorish family, Taryn’s digestive tract was by far the most frightening. More than anything else you were feeling concern for Rudy now…
Besides… after last night, who were you to judge?
Still silently fuming, hopefully more at Leah than you, Taryn walked along beside you with her arms crossed the rest of the way.
“Oh, don’t be like that Taryn! You were joking about it pretty openly earlier. Besides, I bet Max is just jealous,” Leah says, turning the teasing back to you.
Blushing, you realized Leah was at least half right, and grinning as you blush, Taryn loops an arm over your shoulder and moves close in to you once more “Aww, ok Max, I forgive you. And who knows, maybe you’ll still get lucky!”
“Har har…” you mutter “…but thank you for not eating him, Taryn. With all the teasing about you eating Freddy or Bernie, I was really worried you had that you had eaten Rudy when you joked about it this morning. I’m glad you guys wouldn’t actually eat family,” you add, remembering that Leah had apparently passed up on an offer for you to be her meal.
“Oh, I really am going to eat Freddy or Bernie.” Taryn says, shocking you as she added, “I wouldn’t do it now, but turning eighteen is a big deal, you know? I get that Leah passed on you, and that’s fine and all, but if I don’t eat them, somebody else still will, and I figure it may as well be me.”
Oblivious to your shock, Taryn calmly continues “I’d rather have Bernie, but Alexa has dibs, so I guess it’ll be Freddy getting sloshed. At least, you’d better hope so,” Taryn giggles, poking you on the nose “you and Rudy don’t have a sister, so if Freddy gets sloshed by someone else, the two of you are next on the menu~”
As much as you didn’t want to see Freddy digested, you couldn’t think of a worse end for you or your brother than taking his place. You supposed you shouldn’t be so surprised. Taryn was the only one of your cousins that had eaten her own father, after all.
