Terann

Prim and proper princesses? They’ve been fed only the finest food, and it’ll show in their taste. Not to mention that they are fantastic whiners about being turned into some commoner’s lunch. Eating one is pure catharsis.

Nerdy gals? Too awkward to put up any real fight. An easy meal with lots of meat, meaning you’ll have plenty to chew on, and a lot to grab on to while you pull them into your maw. They’re perfect if you like to play with your food.

You quietly make your way to the end of the couch so as not to awaken your roommate. Their feet are propped up and dangling ever so slightly off the edge of the arm rest. "Am I really doing this?", you ask yourself. Your stomach moans and growls. You have to do this. You've been starving for too long for this to continue. You grab their ankles gently, open your mouth, and lean down to place the tips of their feet softly into your practically drooling maw.

The taste is nearly orgasmic. Your vision blurs, and instead of moving them deeper into you, you pull your mouth up their body. The entirety of their feet disappear in your stretched mouth. They stir a little, but they dont wake. You may not have much time before they realize what's happening and escape...no. You can't let that happen. You advance, crawling over the armrest, their succulent calves passing your lips. You can feel their feet fill your stomach, which was practically begging for them.

They're so unbelievably tasty..."How could something be this good?", you think to yourself just as your lips reach their mid-thigh. It's getting a little more difficult to stretch your mouth past their figure at this point, but you can't stop. Not now. Deeper they go, down your gullet and into your awaiting stomach. You can feel the pressure building in your gut, your body stretching to accomodate your meal. Still, your stomach growls. You need all of them. Every inch of their body stuffed inside yours.