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“N is for… Nasal Vore!”
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Nadia couldn’t believe her luck.
 
At first, it seemed her high school dreams had finally come true: a house party on the edge of town with former varsity quarterback Lance Fielding in attendance.
 
Within minutes of her arriving and chatting it up with guests, however, her vision began to blur, the action becoming louder and more disorienting across the room as other people also looked to be falling like flies before she closed her eyes and slept.
 
She wasn’t sure how long she’d been out, but by the time she woke up, it was quite clear what had happened while she was asleep.
 
A vorgy.
 
Strewn across the room were a dozen or so pred men and pred women, each one with comically bloated stomachs as human handprints and bones bulged out from inside of them while they digested.
 
Quickly, Nadia realized the danger of the situation and prepared herself to get up and leave, but alas, it seemed that she’d been prepped to be somebody’s meal while the party was still going on, her bare Black body on display for all to see while her hands and feet were tied behind her and a crimson red handkerchief wedged tightly into her mouth.
 
And so, there she sat, watching the figure in Lance’s stomach slowly grow more and more skeletal the longer they fought to get out while Lance simply laid down asleep on the floor a few feet away.
 
Hard to believe that could’ve been her, dying in there…
 
Before she could think too long about escaping though, a buxom young woman with thick hair, reading glasses and breasts bigger than her head slunk towards Nadia from around the corner.
 
“Now…”, said the woman.
“What do we do about Little Miss Leftovers?”
 
Nadia wrestled in her binds as the hungry predator approached her, her mind already piecing together just who this predator was and why she should be so afraid.
 
Her name was Mariah Dufresne.
 
The abnormally busty nerd had been making quite the name for herself as the most thorn-in-your-side relentless predator in town over the course of the last year, picking fights with both predators and prey alike with her ceaseless arguing about Star Trek and tabletop role-playing games and whatever nerd stuff she was into, all just as an excuse to shove whoever she harassed into her cleavage and say their murder was justified.
 
Either that or she was being annoying without even knowing it; at this point, Nadia wasn’t sure which one was worse.
 
“You’re lucky I canceled the Marvel vs. Capcom game I had planned tonight; imagine if you got to sit around not getting eaten!”, Mariah exclaimed as she circled her prey like a vulture.
“Oh, I’m going to LOVE churning you down while I beat some noob’s ASS playing Ruby Heart or something later…”
 
Nadia cringed as Mariah closed in on her, the audibly sloshing and broiling of her watermelon-sized melons making her frightened enough for the pred girl to actually notice.
 
“Oh, I’m sorry! Were my “massive tits” getting in the way? My bad!”, Mariah said with a shake of her chest.
“They tend to do that whenever they’ve had an EXCESS of prey BETAS like YOU filling them out!”
 
Before Nadia could keep making things worse for herself, an audible groan could be heard from one of the predators laying about the room a few feet away, his identity hidden by the tan and bloated stomach that stuck out from his middle.
 
“Will you keep it down with the yelling?”, he said.
“I’m trying to make room for that girl you’re- *BEURP* -talking up.”
 
“Oh, fuck off, Bull Nose. She’s mine!”, Mariah yelled.
“You’ve had enough of these toothpicks to last you the whole week. How’s about you let me turn ‘em into shit for once, huh? All the dorks I’ve been betting down at the card shop keep giving me diarrhea.”
 
Nadia watched as the predator on the floor shifted his weight around and finally revealed himself as none other than D’Angelo Alfieri, a student from the local hairdressing school North of town that apparently had quite the penchant for swallowing students and staff alike. (Helped that his parents paid the school absurd amounts of money a year to cover for him.)
 
“Can’t believe Marty still lets you into that place for a couple bottles of milk…”, D’Angelo laughed.
 
“Well obviously, he knows that I am the superior pred, unlike you.”, Mariah replied matter-of-factly.
“In fact, why don’t I just show you WHY I’m the better pred with a little… demonstration?”
 
Nadia’s eyes widened as Mariah lowered herself to look her prey straight in the face, the sweat coating the twelve-inch valley of cleavage on her breasts reflecting light into her eyes as she did so.
 
“You don’t mind, do ya?”, Mariah asked.
“Toothpick?”
 
Nadia nodded “No.” with all her might, hoping to stop whatever the bespectacled nerd had in mind for her.
 
“That’s what I thought.”, Mariah said as she leaned her head back and brought it back upon the prey girl’s head…
 
Introducing Nadia to the concept of nasal vore.
 
The walls were elastic and slimy around her as her shoulders were shoved into Mariah’s nostril, pinning her arms at her sides as she was pulled deeper and deeper with every inhale the pred girl made.
 
With her prey in place, the predator continued her unusual snack
 
“Ugh! You are SO fucking gross, Dufresne…”, D’Angelo said as he laid back down.
“Call me when you’re actually EATING your food instead of doing whatever THAT is…”
 
“Shut up. I’m concentrating right now.”, Mariah replied in a nasally voice.
“And you’re fucking next if you keep talking while I’m doing this.”
 
“That’s a good one, “I’m next…”, D’Angelo said with a laugh.
“Yeah, try telling that to the professor of mine I ate last semester. That bitch got her ass stuck in doors every DAY, and I STILL managed to swallow that bitch whole. You couldn’t eat me if you tried. The only reason a punk ass little nerd like you even gets invited to parties like this is because those fat tits of yours are like a black hole. If you didn’t have those, you’d be that girl you’re having as nose food right now.”
 
A knowing look came onto Mariah’s face as D’Angelo berated her, making her forget about her food for a moment before one of the prey girl’s feet nearly knocked the glasses off of her face with a wayward kick; Nadia’s fat ass had been blocking her descent for a bit without the pred girl taking notice but, with an angry slap from her consumer, her hellish journey towards Mariah’s stomach continued with little challenge.
 
With one last, deep inhale through her nose, Mariah’s meal vanished from sight as she slid down her throat once and for all, leaving her with enough to finally let out a quick gasp for air and a loud yet hearty-
 
*BUORP*
 
-between her teeth.
 
Inside her stomach, Nadia wailed out in pain as the copious amount of snot she was covered with combined with the stomach acids to form a hellish foam that ate away at her skin within seconds, leaving her practically drowning in a substance undoubtedly melting her faster than any other pred at the party had melted theirs with by a long shot.
 
With her impromptu snack now stewing away inside of her, Mariah turned her eyes to the pred across the way, wobbling her way over to D’Angelo as D’Angelo finally started to realize the danger that came with trash-talking another pred.
 
“Hey hey hey, wait!”, yelled the man as he struggled to move his fat body out of the way.
“I-”
 
Eager to get rid of the bloated bother for good, Mariah tightened her throat and spit out nearly a gallon of mucus directly onto D’Angelo’s face mid-sentence, burying his head in a thick slime that bubbled and steamed as it rested atop his screaming visage.
 
“Oh, I’m sorry; I didn’t hear you!”, she said with sass as she knelt down beside her struggling victim.
“What was that you were saying about me being a “punk ass little nerd” again? Hmm?”
 
D’Angelo’s muffled screams as he laid in place and burned were all the answers Mariah needed.
 
“Or were you, perhaps, just talking about yourself?”, she said coyly.
“I mean, here you are, talking all this stuff at me with a gut full of God KNOWS what and you are getting melted by my acid-soaked SNOT! I mean, surely no “alpha predator” is gonna go out like THAT, right? They have to be BIG and FAT and swallowing women like they were a rancor. Yet here you are, suffocating and having the skin melt off of your face because of me. I wonder how your prey feels, knowing that they died to pad out the ass of some lousy hairdresser that got killed without even getting eaten first.”
 
Before Mariah could even finish her monologue, the damage to D’Angelo had already been done, his bleach white skull rolling off to the side while a few spurts of blood splattered out of his cauterized neck and onto the floor.
 
“What a shame.”, Mariah said as she picked the skull up.
“Going out to a STUPID little GAMER like me who uses Reddit every day and plays Magic: The Gathering with her friends is HARDLY deserving of having their skull be called a TROPHY, I would think. More like a calcium deposit. In you go!”
 
With an unsurprising amount of casualty, Mariah pushed the pred’s skull between her breasts and simply popped her hand out as it was absorbed into her cleavage, her already strained top snapping a few more strings as her boobs swelled with even more fat and man-melting milk than they already had.
 
“And as for the rest of you…”, she said as she hefted the headless body into a better eating position in front of her.
“I’m gonna eat you like normal. You must be so proud.”
 
At that, Mariah opened her mouth and began the REAL meal of the evening, the slight taste of blood on her tongue triggering her carnivorous mind to devour D’Angelo even faster than she would have without a liquified Black girl already in her stomach.
 
After his shoulders and pretty well-defined pecs had begun stretching her mouth out, a shiny object on the ground reflected light against Mariah’s glasses and caused her to stop for a moment and pick it up.
 
It was D’Angelo’s nose ring.
 
Still covered in the snot that had rotted away the rest of his face, Mariah wiped it off on the carpet a bit before placing it in the belly button of the dead predator; a cherry-on-top for the meal was just about ready to eat.
 
With a muffled grunt of determination, Mariah widened her jaw and took in half of D’Angelo’s stomach into her mouth, the corpse-filled gut that sat between her teeth feeling like the squishiest of marshmallows for a moment before the predator continued in gulping her meal down.
 
One of the dead man’s feet had managed to wedge itself into the pred girl’s cleavage as his limp legs hung out of Mariah’s mouth, so not looking to start a tug-of-war with her own perfect breasts, Mariah simply untied the sneaker and let her body do the work as she leaned her head back and finished her meal, the shoe quickly sliding between her mountainous breasts and vanishing from sight just as their owner did down the superior pred’s throat.
 
Just like before, Mariah let out some gasps for breath and a loud-
 
*BUORP*
 
-as her massive snack was finally defeated, the smaller pred carefully lifting herself off of the ground before, finally, her lacy top burst at the seams and set her boobs free, each breast bouncing against each other as milk began to stream from each nipple like a shower onto the floor.
 
“Not bad for a first vorgy, huh?”, the nerd said proudly.
“I might have to go to some more of these. If they can handle a superior pred like me, of course.”
 
Mariah’s moment of self-congratulation was somewhat foiled by another crude-
 
*UUURRRP*
 
-exploding from out of her mouth, sending with it D’Angelo’s OTHER shoe (which came splattered with spit as it spun and hit the ground) and a large piece of fabric that managed to lodge itself right up the pred girl’s nose.
 
With as much grace as she could muster, the gluttonous girl reached a finger into her nose and began to pull out a bright pink pair of panties, holes already ripping across the fabric from its time in Mariah’s stomach as she stretched before the whole thing finally came out and landed on the floor beside D’Angelo’s show with a wet *SPLAT*.
 
No doubt they belonged to… whatever that prey girl’s name was.
 
Mariah let out a snort as she laughed.
 
“Oh yeah, I am DEFINITELY doing this again.”