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What's it like as predator, instead of prey?

This choice: She feeds you to Susan.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #10

Birdies.

    by: manubestofplus Author IconMail Icon
*an addition by: Enigma the Fox*

You start to tremble in fear. She wouldn't. Not your own mother. And you're half-right, as it turns out. She would...but she doesn't. Susan pipes up first.

"Mommy, I'm still hungry! Can I eat Mary?"

Your heart seems to freeze, your blood running cold. You repeat to yourself over and over that isn't happening, as your mother grins.

"Alright sweetie. I'm sorry you couldn't just accept things, Mary. But think of it this way: You'll be with Kate soon."

That starts you screaming, and thrashing. In anger and fear, for all the good it does, Your mother seems impossibly strong, pulling your arms behind your back and holding the wrists together as she speaks.

"Now for your first real lesson, Susan. Clothes are a matter of opportunity. Sometimes you won't be able to get rid of them, but if you can, do. Bare skin tastes much better."

Susan nods, and grabs your kicking ankles. She's as strong as your mother, almost! You still force her to stumble some, even as she strips you from the waist down.

"Mom! Susan! Don't, please! Oh god, I'll do anything! Don't eat me!"

Your mother rips your top clean off...Susan staring at your naked body now. Her eyes trace over you as you start to sob in terror. You're not her sister, now. You're just food, waiting to be devoured alive. Like a mother bird, your parent shoves you forward and down, gripping the back of your head with her free hand. Your tear-streaked face is mere inches from Susan's hungry one. She breaks into a childish giggle.

"I'm going to eat you aaallllll up! Yum, yum!"

Then she opens her mouth wide, standing on her tiptoes like a baby bird waiting to be fed. Her warm breath blows across your face, as you stare into the wet darkness that recently claimed your best friend.

You have the following choices:

1. In you go!

2. No...it gets WORSE somehow....

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