'Vore Tours. See other worlds, meet fabulous alien creatures, and find your place in the food chain! Huh.'
 
Faye Andrews looks up at her friend April Liu. They are looking around in a travel agency with their friend Maria, looking for something exciting to do. 'What do you think that means?' she asks. She has always been slow on the uptake. Everybody calls her Angel because she is pale and blonde and perfect, but when the smarts were passed out she went to the wrong office - the one for breasts.
 
Maria Nowak is the brains of their little trio. She is a bookish brunette with long legs who never goes anywhere without at least two books in her purse and she has a talent for spotting when sales and offers in the shops are actually a bad deal disguised as a bargain, which is a useful skill. 'Vore, Food chain... It means, Angel, that people get eaten alive on these tours.'
 
'Oh.' Faye touches a finger to her lips and tries to look thoughtful. 'So, like, if we go on this tour we'd be eaten?'
 
'Yes, dear.'
 
'That sounds like fun!'
 
'We'd get to do the eating too,' April adds. She has taken one of the brochures out of its plastic box and is studying it. 'It says here there are Humanoids-only tours available.'
 
'They have Yaverans?!' Maria asks.
 
'Looks like.'
 
Faye blinks at them. 'Who's Yav-whatsit?'
 
'They're tiny alien people, dear,' April explains, holding her thumb and index finger a few inches apart. 'Who look a lot like humans and behave a lot like us too.'
 
'Hmm. Maybe we should talk to the rep,' Maria decides.
 
'Sounds good!' April agrees.
 
'But if they're so small how do they eat humans?' Faye asks.
 
'No dear, WE eat THEM,' April explains patiently.
 
'Oh.' Faye looks disappointed. 'But I thought WE were going to be eaten?'
 
'Yes Angel, we are. just trust us.' Maria sighs.
 
'Oh! Okay!'
 
They take the pamphlet over to the tour rep. The gynoid at the desk is an advanced model and could pass for human if her skin was not a cheerful purple hue. Like all androids and gynoids she is nude, but tshe has neither nipples nor pussy. She is more like a five-foot-seven bald barbie doll than a person.
 
'Yes, Vore Tours do a number of different packages' she explains. 'combining different preferences. We can place you anywhere you like on the food chain from prey to apex and all points in between, and can specify whether your preferred prey and/or predators are humanoid. We are currently taking bookings for a cruise on the starliner 'Epicure''
 
'What does that mean?' Faye asks Maria.
 
'It means we can just eat, just get eaten or both.' Maria translates. 'And we can choose whether the other people look like humans or not.'
 
'That's cool! How much does it cost?'
 
'I can offer several promotional packages based on dress code, complimentary services and survival probability. Allow me to show you the options...'
 
---
 
Their vacation begins sevenes months later on a shuttle as it matches speeds with the Epicure and slid into its docking bay. They spend most of the trip alongside several other vore tourists being taught the rules of the ship and how to avoid getting eaten (if you want) and how to know who you are allowed to eat (if you want).
 
It is a simple system that boils down to 'the less you wear, the sooner you'll be swallowed.' Nudity is an open invitation to be eaten. Covering up and wearing black advertises that you are not on the menu, while everything else means 'I'm on the menu, but ask first.' The less you wear, the more you are saying 'I'll probably say yes'
 An android summarizes the ship's rules. 'Nudity is consent to be eaten at any time without forewarning. If you wish to eat somebody who is clothed, please talk to them and get their permission. If somebody asks to eat you, please be a good sport and try to say yes. You may see nude passengers wearing a black belt - this means they have already consented to be eaten by another passenger who has reserved them. If you are given one of these belts yourself, the etiquette is to wear no other clothing except that belt'
 
'Eating any person who is wearing black, who does not consent to be eaten or who has been claimed by another passenger will result in you being fed to the ship's pilot, as will any criminal behavior. You will also be fed to the pilot if you wear black on a non-VIP ticket, or falsely wear a claim belt.'
 
April raises her hand. 'Fed to the pilot? Does that apply to EVERYBODY?'
 
'Yes, ma'am. All passengers regardless of species. The pilot is capable of devouring any life form no matter how large.'
 
'...How big IS he?'
 
'The pilot's body makes up approximately a fifth of the starliner's volume and one-half of its mass. It does not have a gender analogous to male. Its nutritional needs are tiny considering its size, but it still needs feeding. It has, however, been engineered to make the consumption process as pleasant as possible for as many species as possible and has mouth-parts suitable for all sizes and preferred forms of ingestion.'
 
The shuttle pings to inform them that they are docking in ten minutes.
 
'Clothes off, girls,' Maria says and unzips her hoodie. She has no qualms about going topless or even naked in public - the three of them enjoyed a 'free use' getaway as sex slaves on Mars a couple of years earlier which cured their modesty. She doesn't care that on this trip the less she wears the more likely she is to go sliding down someone's gullet, in fact the only reason she wears clothes at all is because she would like a few days to explore the ship before being eaten.
 
Soon Maria, April and Faye are dressed in what the terms of their cheap tickets allow which is not much. April's hair is tied up with a large bright red headscarf that matches her G-string, while Maria has opted for a blue thong and bright blue-rimmed sunglasses. Faye considers putting on her yellow sun hat, then shrugs and stuffs it into her bag. She is as naked as the day she was born.
 
'Angel, you're going to be a snack pretty quickly if you go out there like that...' April points out.
 
Faye blinks at her. '...Like, isn't that why we're here?'
 
'Sure, but it's a week-long cruise. You should enjoy it a bit first...'
 
Faye shrugs. She spreads her arms and pirouettes showing off her incredible body. 'I want to be eaten!' she says
 
'Angel was never a devotee of delayed gratification,' Maria points out.
 
'What does that mean, Maria?' Faye asks.
 
'It means you don't like waiting.'
 
'That's me!' Faye bounceds literally. 'It's going to be soooo hot when somebody just plucks me up and eats me.'
 
'They have to ask your permission first' April pointed out.
 
'Not if she's naked,' Maria reminded her.
 
'I'd say yes anyway!' Faye bounced again. She massaged her enormous breasts eagerly. 'I can't wait!'
 
'Well, it's been nice knowing you babe...' April tells her. 'You were great.'
 
'Aww, that's so sweet! You guys are great too!'
 
'Yeah,' Maria admits. 'I couldn't have asked for better friends.'
 
---
 
The Epicure is huge. It's built to cater to species of all shapes and sizes from the tiny avera to towering fifty-foot Orvians. Its decks and pleasure promenades are built to three scales (small, medium and large) and set up so that each one runs alongside and looks out over the next.
 
Humans are a medium species, and when Maria, April and Faye disembark from their shuttle they find that the heaving promenade they step out onto is built into the wall of a similar promenade built to a much grander scale... and when they checked the opposite wall, they find a smaller one teeming with Yaverans going about their business.
 
'Well aren't you just a perfect morsel...' says a voice like a church organ.
 
The three of them turn. One of the large-class passengers, an Orvian, has strolled over to watch them disembark and she is leaning on a railing as thick as a subway train to watch them.
 
Orvians are fifty feet tall with hairless blue skin, pointed ears and deep black eyes with glowing green irises. This one is a beautiful woman and her full lips are curled slightly upwards in a predatory smile as she watches Faye with gastronomic interest.
 
'Told you babe. Right off the boat.' April comments. The Orvian laugh.
 
'Actually, I just ate...' she says. She stands up straight and a pair of bare breasts so large that the girls could sleep on them drift past, capped by a pair of startling purple nipples as big across as floor rugs. She is just as naked as Faye, and she rubs her belly meaningfully. 'But you didn't come here with plans to go home, did you little snack?'
 
Faye smiles and shook her head. 'No ma'am! I came here to be a snack!'
 
'So polite. And so eager, too! I like you. Would you agree to be my dinner?'
 
'Sure!' Faye grins. 'I'm naked aren't I? That means you don't have to ask, you can just eat me down right now if you want!'
 
'Wonderful,' the Orvian smiles.
 
'But, like, didn't you say you just ate?'
 
The Orvian slips a ring off one of her enormous fingers and hands it to Faye. Up close it turns out to be a wide black belt that can be adjusted to fit snugly around Faye's waist. 'My claim belt,' she explains.
 
Faye looks at Maria. 'This means, like, I've got a sold tag on me now and nobody else gets to eat me, right?'
 
'That's right, Angel.'
 
'Angel? A perfect name for you. Mine is Orxana.' the Orvian says.
 
Faye puts the belt on. 'Oh! My name's Faye. But everyone calls me Angel!'
 
'I prefer Angel. And who are your friends, Angel?'
 
'Oh! These are Maria and April. They're the smart ones.'
 
April laughed. 'MARIA's the smart one,' she corrects. 'I'm the slut.'
 
'So you're the brains of the outfit, then?' Orxana asks Maria.
 
'She reads books!' Faye says. Even Maria laughs.
 
'That does seem to be the role I play...' she admits.
 
'Hmm. I'd like to get to know you better, Maria. But I only have two belts so if I want to put one on you, I'd better eat the nice young man who is wearing the other one. So for now, why don't you three go and get settled into your cabin and I'll, hah, MEAT you later, yes?'
 
Maria rolls her eyes at the joke while April laughs at it and Faye doesn't notice it.
 
'And you, Angel. Come give me a kiss.'
 
Faye approaches the railing. Oraxana picks her up gently and then gives her a full-lipped kiss that completely envelopes Faye's face and head, then puts her back down. Without a further word she turns and walks away, swaying her well-rounded butt at them.
 
'She seems nice!' Faye exclaims as they walked away.
 
'She's going to eat you, Angel,' April points out.
 
'And she plans to eat me too...' Maria mutters. She is amazed by how much the thought turns her on.
 
'I know! Isn't it cool?!' Faye adjusts the claim belt happily so that it rests comfortably on her bare hips and follows the curve of her tummy and hip bones.
 
'Ma'ams?'
 
They turn to the new voice. A human man in a black shirt and black board shorts with the word 'STAFF' written on his chest is standing in the middle of the promenade holding a tray. 'Welcome aboard the Epicure.' he says 'Please accept these complimentary snacks, courtesy of our Yaveran volunteers.'
 
Sure enough there are three tiny white-skinned nude humanoids with pointy ears on his tray: Yaverans, two women and a man.
 
'oh! Volunteers?' Faye asks. She is in one of her childlike questioning moods.
 
'Sure!' Pipes up one of the Yaveran women, in a high-pitched voice like a piccolo. 'We were passengers all last week and we decided that rather than go home we'd rather help the crew welcome new medium passengers aboard!'
 
Maria put a hand down in front of her and the tiny woman steps daintily onto it with a smile. 'That's nice of you!' she says.
 
'Well, I get what I want out of it too...' the Yaveran says. 'I'm Traizee.'
 
'Maria.'
 
'Hi Maria! Is it okay if I watch my husband and sister get eaten first?'
 
'Sure, if they're okay with it...' Maria asks the other two.
 
'We played a game. I think you call it ro-sham-bo?' the Yaveran man explains. 'Traizee won.'
 
'Ahh.'
 
'Eat me first!' the sister exclaims as she jumps up and down waving her hands. She has a lot in common with Faye. April picks her up.
 
'You first, huh? What'll it be, niblet? Feet first or bottoms up?'
 
'Bottoms up, please!' the eager little thing has her left hand between her legs and is humping her fingers furiously. 'But no chewing if you don't mind...'
 
'Yeah? You wanna see it coming?' April opens her mouth wide and tips her head back. Holding the tiny woman by the ankles she dangles her over her gaping maw.
 
'Oh, fuck YES!' her prey moans. April lowers her slowly past her teeth then closes her lips around her and holds her there. There is a muffled squeal of delight from inside her mouth and she chuckles. She lets go of her meal's ankle and lets the miniscule girl rest on her tongue.
 
''oo wike 'at?' she asks her prey.
 
'Oh, do it! Do it, eat me! Fucking eat me, PLEASE!!'
 
April laughs, tips her head back again and sucks the Yaveran woman in and out of her lips a couple of times. The little morsel's legs kick and she makes frantic orgasmic sounds before finally April sucks her in like a spaghetti noodle and, with an effort, swallows.
 
The lump in her throat sounds like she is having the most powerful climax of her life as she is forced down. April swallows again, harder this time and the lump moves a little more, and then with a third swallow she finally gets moving and slides down out of sight. April gasps and licks her lips, swallows again then laughs and rubs her belly. 'oooh, I can feel her squirming around in there' she declares.
 
Maria is watching Traizee, who is lying down on her hand and masturbating passionately.
 
Faye meanwhile is licking the Yaveran male and flicking the tip of her tongue teasingly over his tiny erect cock. He gasps and writhes in the palm of her hand, moaning especially loud when she catches his miniscule prick between her tongue and her teeth and rolls it lightly back and forth.
 
'Jack off into my mouth, lil' guy,' Faye tells him. 'I wanna eat your cum before I eat you.'
 
He obeys, and sets about stroking himself furiously and humping his cock against her tongue. Traizee calls out encouragement to her husband. 'Yeah! Let her taste you, baby! Let her taste ALL of you!'
 
'Mmmm...' Faye adds. 'Come on, lil' fella. Cum for me so I can EAT you...'
 
The Yaveran man moans 'ohhh...!' and goes tense. Even from a few feet away, Maria can clearly see the spurts of white seed bursting from his cock and there's a lot of it for a guy whose balls are so small. He lies gasping on Faye's hand as she licks the cum into her mouth and tastes it with a devilish smile, then opened his eyes and looks at Traizee as Faye sucks his feet into her mouth. He is too tired to speak, but he mouths 'I love you' at her then relaxes, closes his eyes and goes limp.
 
Faye tips her head back, slurps him down until only his head can be seen, then she steels herself and in one enormous difficult gulp she swallows him completely.
 
Traizee comes hard as she watches the bump her husband makes in Faye's throat swell then vanish downwards. Faye gasps for air and then wipes her lips with a finger. 'Delicious' she declares.
 
Traizee is still twitching and shaking on Maria's hand when Maria lifts her to face height. 'So. Feet first, or bottoms up?' she asks.
 
'I'm yours,' Traizee replies from that lazy sleepy relaxed place that follows a powerful orgasm. 'I'm food. Food doesn't get a say in how it's eaten. Eat me however you like.'
 
Maria smiles. 'Well, it was nice meeting you Traizee. Bon voyage!' She runs her tongue up the tiny Yaveran woman's body, tasting her for the first time. She tastes of clean sweat, female arousal and something else, something smoky and meaty and delicious.
 
Traizee squirms against her tongue and moans, and Maria can feel that her hand is already back at work between her thighs. She takes her time to explore every inch of Traizee's body and taste every curve and the delicious softness of her breasts.
 
Traizee gasps in lust and fear as Maria closes her lips around her and gently touches her teeth to either side of her throat. With just a little pressure she could bite the tiny woman's head off but that doesn't seem kind. Besides, she wants to feel the way Traizee squirms as she goes down.
 
She enjoys the way Traizee gasps and whimpers in her mouth in response to the deadly pressure of Maria's teeth. She savors the moment of power, of ruling this person utterly... And Traizee IS a person: she had dreams and hopes and ambitions, fears and worries, plans and a life... and she has thrown them all away on a one-way trip to Maria's stomach instead.
 
Maria has a burning need to know what that feels like.
 
Slowly, like she is sucking up a spaghetti noodle, she draws Traizee into her mouth until only her feet are left to kick out of her lips. She licks up and delicately curls the tip of her tongue into Traizee's little pussy where she feels the tiny Yaveran's hand hard at work.
 
Traizee is quieter than her sister but Maria can hear her through the bones of her head saying 'oh fuck yes... fuck yes eat me... goddess yes, please eat me!'. She takes a moment and relishes the slick warmth of Traizee's feminine figure resting on her tongue, and then tips her head back.
 
Traizee squeaks as she slides to the back of Maria's throat. She moans and hyperventilates as Maria takes a deep breath and then cries 'YESS!!' as Maria swallows hard.
 
Gulping down a four-inch person whole isn't easy. Maria spent weeks practising on confectionery surrogates before the vacation. It's a lot like deep-throating a hard cock in some ways - she has to suppress her gag reflex, control the panicky urge to try and breath past the obstruction, and swallow again.
 
Somewhere inside her throat, Traizee makes an 'MMF!' sound and squirms as she is pulled in another inch. The muscles in there must be squeezing her so hard, and Maria can feel her meal's pulse battering weakly against her gullet. She hopes Traizee is having an orgasm and swallows again, putting as much force into it as she can.
 
The third swallow finally gets her moving. Traizee's long little legs slither down into Maria's gullet and she clearly feels the long, writhing lump work its way down her neck, down through her chest and then curl up beautifully inside her waiting stomach.
 
She gasps, swallows again to clear the ghost of her huge meal from her throat, and then belches discreetly. 'Wow. Oh my GOD that was fun!'
 
The man with the tray has a slightly stunned look on his face and she winks at him. 'Thank you.'
 
'Thank YOU, ma'am.' he replies. 'That was... what a show.'
 
'It was my pleasure.' Maria says.
 
'Hey, when do you get off, cutie?' April asks.
 
The staff man laughs. 'As soon as somebody's willing to help!' he jokes. Maria and April both laughs, while Faye just blinks at him. 'But seriously? My shift finishes in two hours.'
 
'We're in cabin C-10' April tells him. 'I dunno about my friends but I'm sure I'd be, uh... willing to help.'
 
'Room service it is, ma'am.' he smiles. 'In the meantime, shall I show you to your cabin?'
 
'please do!' Maria invites him. She is feeling a little distracted - Traizee is still moving deep inside her and those movements are getting frantic. The little darling little woman is probably either cumming, suffocating or - Maria hopes - both. It sure feels like both.
 
Sure enough, the squirming in her tummy reaches a crescendo, she feels Traizee go very stiff and still... and then she relaxes and moves no more. Maria pats her stomach. 'Good girl...' she mutters.
 
 
---
 
The staff man - his name is Anton, they learn - carries their bag for them to their cabin which isn't a difficult task. The three of them have between them only one small bag which doesn't have much more in it than their toothbrushes and Maria's two favorite books. The assortment of thongs, sandals, G-strings and ribbons that are the rest of their only clothing takes up hardly any room.
 
The cabin only has the one bed but it's big enough for all three of them with a guest each and room left over for more. April throws herself backwards onto it and then cradles her hands indulgently on her stomach with a warm smile. 'Oh my GOD what a welcome! Yevarans are so tasty!'
 
Maria smiles. 'What was yours called?'
 
'Called? Who cares. She was a snack.'
 
'Funny. I think knowing the name of mine made it even better. She wasn't just a snack she was a person and I ATE her' she grins.
 
There is a polite chiming noise and a mellow androgynous voice speak. It is warm, cultured and sexy but impossible to tell if it belongs to a man or a woman. 'Good Evening Ladies. Is Now A Convenient Moment For Me To Welcome You Aboard?'
 
Faye looks around. 'Uh... hello?'
 
Maria snorts and looks at a panel on the wall. 'Yes, now is a good time. I take it you're the pilot?'
 
'Very Astute, Ma'am. I Am Indeed The Pilot Of Epicure And It Will Be My Pleasure To See To Your Comfort And Enjoyment During This Week.'
 
'Oh! Hi!' April says. 'y'know, they kept threatening to feed us to you if we misbehave.'
 
'Yes. I Do Not Know Why As Many Life Forms Seem To Take It As An Incentive. Indeed, I Am Eating Somebody Right Now Who Got Disgracefully Drunk Last Night And Broke Several Bottles. They Seem To Be Enjoying Themselves.'
 
'So... what species are you?' Maria asks. 'I never heard of pilots before.'
 
'I Am An Engineered Life Form Birthed With The Sole Purpose Of Being This Ship's Pilot' the pilot explains. 'I Was Installed In The Epicure's Hull During Her Construction. In A Sense, I AM The Ship, And When She Is Decommissioned, Which Is Scheduled To Happen In Twenty Years, I Will Be Fed To Mother, The Engineered Life Form That Births Us Pilots. In The Meantime I Monitor All Of My Passengers And See To Their Needs.'
 
'You don't mind that? Your retirement plan is to be eaten?'
 
'I Look Forward To It.'
 
'How many people do you eat a day?' Faye asks.
 
'My Nutritional Requirement Is Half A Million Calories Per Day, Equivalent To About Four Well-Fed Humans. A Single Orvian Can Last Me Several Days But Alas I Do Not Get To Eat Them Often. Not Many Of Them Enjoy The Idea Of Being Prey. I Am Not A Picky Eater, However. It Does Not Matter To Me What Kind Of Bioform My Prey Is. But Enough About Me. Is There Anything You Need?'
 
'I think we're just going to get settled in and fuck that cute crewman for a couple hours,' Maria says. 'We had a long trip to get here and I'm kinda sleepy after a big snack.'
 
'As You Wish Ma'am. For Your Information, The Gourmand Club on E Deck Is Hosting A World Record Attempt Tomorrow Evening at nineteen hundred, ship's time. The Orvian-Human Hybrid Male Called Joxan Will Be Attempting To Set The Record For Most Human Women Eaten By A Sub-Ten-Meter Humanoid. The Record Currently Stands At Eight. Would You Like To Attend?'
 
'Any catches? Rules and regulations?' Maria asks.
 
'Unless You Have Already Been Claimed, Which I See That Miss Faye Adams Has Been, Attending Will Place You In The Draw To Participate As His Prey' The Pilot tells her. 'The Number Of Eligible Attendees Currently Stands At Three Hundred And Twelve.'
 
'I'm game. April?'
 
'Hell yeah!'
 
'Then book us a table please, Pilot. Preferably with company.'
 
'Done. If You Need Me For Anything, Please Do Not Hesitate To Call For Me.'
 
'I'll do that. Thank you, Pilot.'
 
There is a beep. Maria doubts that the Pilot's attention is gone - it probably watches everybody all the time - but they feel alone now anyway.
 
April sighs happily. 'So. Faye's already claimed, and we're going to go into the draw to maybe be eaten tomorrow,' she summarized. She rubbed her belly with a slight smile.
 
'That's about right' Maria agreed, selecting one of her books and settling down to read it. April looks up at the ceiling and smiles as Faye turns on the television where she soon finds the ship's 'highlight reel' channel and sits back to watch people being eaten.
 
'I hope we're chosen! Being eaten as part of a world record draw sounds like so much fun!'
 
Maria laughs and opens her book. 'I think I'll let Orxana eat me, if I can' she says. 'But anything could happen. I'm going to enjoy this.'
 
---
 
Maria wakes the next morning as their bedroom partner for the night, Anton, stirrs and tries to get out of bed stealthily. She's amazed he has the strength - The girls insisted that he shoot his load into each of them at least once last night. The fact that he even managed it is impressive. He should be exhausted
 
'going somewhere?' she asks him quietly, as he pulls on his black shorts. She glances at the clock: Four thirty.
 
'I'm on breakfast duty,' he says.
 
'oh! Serving out more tiny men and women to the medium guests?' Maria asks, sitting up.
 
He shakes his head with a smile. 'I'm not serving breakfast, I AM breakfast. We have fifty Orvians aboard, and they want feeding.'
 
'Oh! Well, no wonder you were so full of energy last night. Final fuck, huh?'
 
'Well... I've got time for one more...' he hints.
 
'Who am I to say no at a time like this?' Maria jokes. She crawls to the foot of the bed and takes his cock in her mouth, remembering the delicious way that Traizee had moaned and pleasured herself on that same tongue just hours before.
 
Her stomach rumbles, and she realizes she is hungry again. 'Maybe I should come to breakfast too...' she muses as she jerk him off.
 
He pushes her back and then enters her, making her eyelids flutter as she feels his hard cock slide into her pussy. 'You could come AS breakfast...' he whispers into her ear.
 
'Mmm... tempting... but not yet.'
 
'Too bad. It would have been nice to watch you get swallowed.'
 
'Shut up and fuck me, breakfast. Fuck me hard.'
 
He laughs softly, and does as he's told. Their moans and the shaking bed wake April and Faye, who join in and when he quietly slips out of the room fifteen minutes later, the girls are just hitting the stride of their lesbian threesome.
 
They fall asleep again and wake up at eight thirty.
 
'...Oh.' Maria groans at the time. 'Hey, pilot?'
 
'Yes, Miss Maria Nowak?'
 
'That crewman, Anton. He's gone to be breakfast for the Orvian passengers, right?'
 
'Crewman Anton Is Serving As A Complimentary Morning Refreshment Today, Yes. He Has Not Yet Been Eaten.'
 
'Is there any way we can watch?'
 
'He Is Being Served At The Sous Chef Cafe On B Deck. The Medium-Sized Section Of The Venue Overlooks The Large-Sized Section And Should Afford You An Excellent View Of Large-Sized Passengers Enjoying Their Breakfast.'
 
'Better hurry, then,' April says. She stands up and puts on the same flip-flops and bow she wore yesterday, but doesn't bother with anything else. Maria hesitates for a moment, and then follows her example. There is a strong appeal to the thought of never wearing clothes ever again. She doesn't want to just be plucked up and devoured without warning though, so she puts on her blue hat and together the three of them head out in the nude.
 
The Sous Chef Cafe is everything that the Pilot promised and the three of them line up at the railing to overlook the Orvian-sized portion of the cafe, with its huge tables. Anton sees them looking and gives them a cheery wave.
 
They find a seat where they can see him, and a waiter comes around to take their drink orders while they check the menu. They order three coffees and peruse the selection available. It's all Yaveran members of the crew of course but that's hardly surprising: Maria HAD specified a humanoid-only vacation. She didn't feel much like eating freaky little alien critters.
 
She quickly pounces on a proportionately muscular Yaveran man who bears more than a passing resemblance to Anton, while Faye and April decide to try something a little more exotic and order a couple of sylph-like best friends from a Yaveran ethnic minority with bright green skin. The menu promises that green Yaverans have 'a refreshing taste' and they are sitting around idly chatting about whether different human ethnic groups have distinctive flavors when a familiar church-organ voice makes them jump.
 
'Well look who it is... the tits I claimed. Good morning, Angel.'
 
One of Faye's superpowers is that she is so slow that nothing ever startles her. She just turns and calls out a cheery 'hi!'
 
Maria shakes herself and looks up. Orxana is leaning on the rail next to them just like before with that same amused predatory look on her face that's so unbelievably sexy.
 
'How do you DO that?' she demands. 'you're like fifty feet tall, how do you just sneak up on us?'
 
'You weren't looking, little morsel,' Orxana purrs. She licks her lips as she looks Maria up and down. 'Good of you to go au naturel like your friends. It's so much better when you show yourself off, don't you think?'
 
'Nothing to get stuck in your teeth, either?' Maria flirts. Orxana laughs like a cello.
 
'That's a nice bonus, yes... but oh, I'm not going to eat any of you right now. After all, what's the point of a complimentary breakfast if I don't use it?'
 
'Besides, something tells me you prefer to play with your food,' Maria accuses her with a wink. Orxana laughs musically again and nods while smiling. Her teeth are as big as headstones, and pure white.
 
'Especially when my food plays back...'
 
'Well, if you're here for breakfast...' April points out Anton. 'You see that man with the black hair on the right?'
 
'Yes?'
 
'We had sex with him!' Faye says.
 
'And now you're pointing him out so I can eat him. Was he that bad, or that good?'
 
'That good!' April says, to which Faye exclaims 'yeah' and Maria nods with an 'Mm-hmm'.
 
'Three girls at once and you're all so satisfied? My! I'm envious.' Orxana turns and takes ten long paces over to the table where Anton and several of his coworkers are waiting to be picked. Maria notices that her footsteps are incredibly light and quiet consider her size.
 
She returns with Anton sitting comfortably on the palm of her hand wearing nothing but a happy smile.
 
'Hi girls!' he calls. 'Thanks for coming!'
 
'Several times!' April calls back with her sauciest wink.
 
'I think yours are arriving too...' Orxana points out.
 
Sure enough, the waitress has just arrived with three Yaverans on her tray. They look up awestruck at Orxana's towering lithe form, hundreds of times their own size, and the one Faye selected mutters 'wow!' to herself.
 
Faye giggles. 'Uh-huh. And she's going to eat me later!'
 
'Oh, you humans are so lucky...' April's breakfast Yaveran sighs. 'You get to eat AND be eaten.'
 
'Best of both worlds,' April agrees. 'So what's your name, lil' breakfast gal?'
 
'Zelly.'
 
'Tell me about yourself, Zelly.'
 
Zelly smiles. 'Well, my parents were farmers but I always wanted to be a politician. I studied civics at school, I can play the Ralavong, my favorite color is pink and I like silly comedy films.'
 
'Any dirty little secrets?' April asks.
 
'Oh... well, there WAS the time I snuck backstage at a rock concert, did drugs with the band and fucked the tuigar player?'
 
'Dang! Wild!'
 
'Yeah... Oh, and I went board-riding in the Pitheal mountains last winter. A blizzard closed the gondola and we had to stay up there and huddle together to stay warm. It turned into an orgy.'
 
'You've had a pretty amazing life,' April says.
 
Zelly smiles and nods. 'So. Now that you know all about me, are you going to eat me?' she asks.
 
April nods. 'But, let's let the others get to know their meals too, huh? Faye?'
 
'Oh!' Faye considers the tiny green-skinned woman in her hand. 'Um...Do you like shopping?'
 
'I love shopping!'
 
'Omigod, like, me too! I really like shoes...'
 
'Shoes are the BEST!'
 
Maria rolls her eyes and lets them carry on in that vein as she addresses her own meal. She can hear the soft bass sounds of Orxana getting to know Anton a little in the background. 'So what about you, handsome? What's your story?'
 
'I was a bunkerball player. You ever hear of the Yewnork Rockets?'
 
'Sorry. I'm not really into sports...'
 
'Ahh, intellectual type, eh? Well, I've got a bachelor's in sports science, too.'
 
'Is that even a science?'
 
'It sure is! I wrote a paper on metabolism and protein synthesis and its role in cardio fitness.'
 
'Ooh. Brains AND meat!'
 
'That's me!' he grinned. 'But, mostly meat now, huh? I'm Marzo, by the way.'
 
'Maria.'
 
'Nice to make your acquaintance, Maria. I'm looking forward to being your breakfast.'
 
'What about you, Marzo, do you think we're lucky?'
 
'Oh yes!' Marzo nods. 'I wish I could have eaten somebody but... there's nobody smaller than us. Which is a shame.'
 
April nudges her. 'Maria, if you're done playing with your food, we're all ready to eat.'
 
Maria looks around. Sure enough Faye, April and Orxana were all waiting to pop their breakfast into their mouths.
 
'Sorry,' she says. 'Goodbye Anton! It was fun fucking you!'
 
'You too, Maria! Get yourself eaten, you'll enjoy it!'
 
'That's the plan!' she replies.
 
'Enough sentiment!' Orxana laughs. 'Down the hatch together in three...'
 
Maria lifts Marzo and dangles him above her mouth, copying the giant blue Orvian woman.
 
'Two...'
 
Four squirming and gasping people slide delightedly between four sets of luscious lips. Maria can feel Marzo's tiny cock as he humps it desperately against her tongue.
 
'One...'
 
Marzo gasps and there's a new taste in Maria's mouth - his cum.
 
She swallows while he's still in mid-climax and around her so do the others.
 
Swallowing Traizee yesterday had taught Maria a few things, and Marzo slips down much more easily. It's still an effort and still an intense experience, but more pleasant now. Maria actually feels a sexual shudder that's almost a mini orgasm as Marzo slides down her throat and she feels him curl up in her belly. The four predators gasp together and gulp again to clear their throats before laughing together. They have eaten together and it feels very intimate.
 
There's a round of applause from nearby tables, and the girls lick and wipe off their mouths as they bow to the onlookers.
 
'Why don't the three of you come hang out with me for a bit?' Orxana offers. 'You'll be under my protection...'
 
'Unless you decide to eat us,' Maria points out.
 
'Would you say no?'
 
'We're kinda booked to see this world record thing this evening... I'd like to at least live long enough to see that.'
 
'Then I promise, no eating you until tomorrow at the earliest. Fair?'
 
'Thanks!'
 
'Great! Let me show you girls a good time...'
 
---
 
The Large-class swimming pool is more like a lake, and more than two hundred feet deep under the diving boards. Orxana is the only one using it, and she wades into the water with the three girls on her shoulders, raising a bow-wave ahead of her. She's there to relax and float on her back rather than to swim, so while Faye and April challenge each other to a race - one that the more bouyant but less hydrodynamic Faye is destined to lose - Maria sighs happily and relaxes on the enormous azure expanse of her new friend's flat and toned belly.
 
She finds it more comfortable than she would have imagined.
 
'So. Did you mean what you said to Anton?' Orxana asks after a few peaceful minutes.
 
'About getting eaten? Absolutely.' Maria purrs and gyrates seductively on Orxana's tummy. 'This feels so natural. So soft, and warm, and safe... I bet it feels even better from the inside...'
 
Orxana sighs, which makes her belly ripple. The motion feels like a hammock swaying comfortingly in the breeze and Maria wriggles happily into her flesh feeling lazy, happy and at peace.
 
She dozes off and she thinks Orxana probably does too, for a few quiet and happy minutes.
 
'You humans are so lucky...' Orxana murmurs, waking her up. 'Yaverans will never know what it's like to be a predator, I'll never know what it's like to be prey... you get to be both.'
 
'You want to be eaten, huh?' Maria asks.
 
'Mmm... It's a fantasy of mine...' Orxana's hand slides down her breast, brushes past Maria on her tummy, and slips down between her legs. 'To do what you're doing... to surrender to somebody else... To just...' she gasps like a semi truck's air brakes. 'just throw myself away...'
 
She arches her back slightly and a wave nearly washes Maria off her belly.
 
'Orxana!' she calls. 'If you're going to do that, can we go ashore?'
 
'Sorry.'
 
Orxana sculls over to the side and lets Maria climb along her arm and out of the pool before carefully setting her foot and heaving herself up and out. Maria gasps as rivers of water run off her enormous friend's body and rain down on her, soaking her from head to toes. Everything about Orxana's huge size intimidates and arouses her.
 
Orxana picks her up and rolls gently into a recliner by the pool before depositing Maria back on her belly.
 
'Where was I...?' she asks rhetorically with a smile, and slides her hand between her thighs again.
 
Maria doesn't stay put. She crawls up Orxana's body until she reaches the Orvian girl's giant tits, and then climbs up one of them. It feels just as soft and luscious as any human breast and she luxuriates in the feeling of all that warm, pillowy flesh rubbing against her body as she pulls herself up to the summit.
 
With her left hand and her mouth, she begins to service Orxana's nipple: with her right hand, she services herself.
 
Orxana certainly appreciates it. She gasps and moans and massags her other breast with her spare hand. Then in an inspired moment she reaches over and presses Maria down into he flesh of her breast, completely engulfing her in hot soft skin.
 
For a few wonderful seconds, Maria can't breathe, but Orxana isn't stupid. She lifts her hand and lets Maria draw a deep breath before pushing her in again. Push-suffocate-relax-breathe, push-suffocate-relax breathe. It's a wonderful rhythm and it gives Maria an idea. She has to steel herself and hold her breath to shout 'stop' after a few minutes.
 
'Did I hurt you?' Orxana asks, concerned.
 
'No, no!' Maria calls. 'But I just want you to know, you can use me as a dildo if you want.'
 
Orxana giggles and picks her up. 'Thanks!'
 
As she is carried downwards, Maria sees that Faye and April had returned from their swim and are wrapped up in each other on Orxana's belly, making out and fingering each other.
 
Then she can't see them any more, and instead there are the fragrant purple folds of Orxana's pussy, already spread open and laid out by her fingers to expose a clit almost as big as Maria's head.
 
Orxana turns her around and Maria obligingly points her toes and guides them into her alien lover's enormous body. Warm, slick flesh envelopes her feet, then her calves then her thighs. Her hips are just wide enough to cause Orxana trouble but with a little extra push, some wiggling and a cry of pleasure from Orxana, she finally slips into her and Maria sighs happily as she's pushed deep into Orxana's body until only her head is left out in the air. She wriggles exquisitely at the wonderful feeling of the larger woman's body pressing firmly down on her from all sides.
 
Orxana's clit is right in front of her face, and as soon as Maria has both her hands satisfactorily plunged between her legs, she leans forward and licks it.
 
Orxana twitches and moans, and her cunt spasms beautifully around Maria's body. Maria hears her say something to Faye and April. 'Ohh... that's right girls... get my nips... Fuck this is amazing, oh by the gods...'
 
Time becomes meaningless. Maria focuses on nothing but Orxana's pleasure and her own, humping away at her hands and trusting that by thrusting her hips she is stimulating Orxana's g-spot. She licks and kisses and even nibbles gently at the giant clit in front of her face, doing everything she can to give pleasure.
 
What sets Orxana off, though, is when Maria cums. Maria feels the way her fingers clench and spasm around her hand and was just wondering if it would feel like that when Orxana climaxed, when she found out. She has an alarming moment when she feels like she might be crushed - the Orvian's kegel muscles close down on her hard and squeeze her so tight that she can't breathe.
 
The moment passes. Orxana shudderes and sighs low and long like a foghorn and then reaches down and delicately pulls Maria out of her cunt.
 
Maria dangles feeling spent, limp and exhausted as Orxana carries her up, up, up. She opens her eyes in time to see Orxana's mouth opening below her.
 
'T...tomorrow...' she protests weakly as Orxana closes her lips around her ankles and sucks her in.
 
'Mm-hmm...' Orxana mumbls, as Maria slides into her mouth.
 
'you promised... not before tomorrow... god...'
 
'Mm-hmm.' Orxana repeats, and then Maria is completely in her mouth, surrounded by teeth and tongue and a one-way path that leads only to oblivion.
 
'Ohh... god!' she moans, and surrenders. '...Do it! Eat me! Fucking eat me!'
 
Orxana's chuckle bubbles up from below her, but then the tongue moves strangely and Maria emerges blinking into light and open air again. She slithers onto Orxana's palm absolutely covered in saliva.
 
'but... what?' she asks, struggling to remember who she is or that she is anything other than food.
 
'I was just cleaning you off,' Orxana explains. 'You were covered in pussy juice.'
 
'...Oh...'
 
'But don't worry, Maria. I'm going to ENJOY eating you...' Orxana slides another belt-ring off her finger and slips it around Maria's body. 'You're mine, now.'