“I really am sorry things worked out this way,” Norah said, only slightly meaning it at this point as she toyed with Chloe, the resentment she’d built up over years of friendship coming out all at once now. “But hey, at least this way you’ll make one good meal! Y’know, you probably would’ve gotten fired years ago if I didn’t beg Morgan to keep you on. Your cooking was almost as shit as you’re gonna be.” She sighed blissfully, already feeling her friend’s increasingly malleable body start to give way, surprised by how little she cared that she was massaging her prey into slurry. “You should be glad I found some use for you…just a cute little Chloe calzone, baking in my belly, heh…”



I haven't done much with accidental to willing preds, but it's not at all for lack of interest—it's just tough to write that gradual switch well. Hopefully I did it justice here!

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