"Better safe than sorry." Kelso said, which may have been the motto of every gal that wanted to eat him.
Chelsea spanked his but and smiled, "Alright. Brave and smart? You sure you're not one of us?" She resigned and began getting her things together for class. Kelso did the same, a bit hoping that Chelsea was going to go anyways and bring a much smaller Kelso with her.
The duo were some of the first to enter Professor Emilia's class, which made it quite easy to find seats, which they both decided the middle of the chairs was a great spot. The class consisted of 70% women, 30% snacks- men. While it's not exactly allowed to eat class mates, they go missing all the time and no one really bothers looking for them. Sometimes a cheerleader brings a guy under the bleachers and he's never seen again, in the middle of a game. Other times, two go in one room and another comes out. Even now as a woman entered the classroom, she has a kicking, crying, bulging belly and yet not a single person is stopping her or asking questions.
Chelsea kicked the man's leg and said, "Hey, I'm sure there's one you could ask after class?"
"You think there's enough time for the man to pass on?"
"Oh, you're right. I guess you wouldn't want to mingle in bones."
The Professor was already in the class, grading work and greeting students. Speaking of students, no doubt plenty disappeared because of the professor. The reason women don't prey upon other women that often is due to how dangerous it can be. But that doesn't seem to stop the professor. Someone once threw a paper plane and Emilia asked to see her after class. Kelso watched from the window in the door as she gulped down the woman. He wasn't supposed to see it, but he didn't bother reporting it either. And seeing the buttons burst off the professor's shirt answered the question why so many women like wearing crop tops or half shirts.
Eventually class started and it was as boring as ever. The only reason the guy was here was because his mother had sway over things; passing this glass without lifting a finger was a sure thing.
Kelso found his eyes wandering around, gawking at the women in the room. The big belly on that one student stopped kicking at some point, eventually got a little smaller. He spotted another woman rubbing her tummy, as if there was someone smaller in it. He wondered how many peeps were digesting somewhere in this room. And then his eyes would rest on Emilia's rump or breast whenever he could. She even caught him once, and when they locked eyes Kelso winked, causing her to roll her eyes in disgust.
Eventually, all the classes passed and school was over for that day. "So, what do you wanna do now?" She asked.
"I'm up for anything. But it feels like it's too cold to go swimming."
Chelsea reached over and pulled Kelso in for a hug, "Not if you stay close to me." She winked. Then a gust of wind blew by and she shivered, "Yeah, you know what? It is too cold." She released him and started walking, "I guess we could go get some groceries? Or maybe take a walk around the park?
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