Hey everyone! For the first time, I'm publicly sharing a preview of a story in progress: the next chapter in Molly's college adventures!
I hope it'll build up some excitement, and honestly, also push me to get to the end and finish it. I've actually been sitting on this one for a while, but just haven't gotten through the part you're all really here to see: the vore part! But this preview contains some of the lead up and introduces a new character.
Happy reading!
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Liza stood over the small bathroom sink and looked at herself in the mirror. Her dyed-purple hair fell in ragged waves to just above her shoulders, while her somewhat baggy pajamas clung loosely to her short, lithe frame. But Liza’s attention was drawn directly ahead, where behind her square glasses were a pair of dark eyebags.
The college freshman’s first night at Timber State University had gone places she never would have imagined only a day earlier, and she had not been able to sleep well AT ALL.
Liza’s new roommate, Molly, liked to eat. She’d seen this firsthand at dinner, when the tall, toned, redheaded athlete had devoured a meal big enough for an entire family, then stood up to inadvertently reveal her dramatically bloated gut that looked like she’d swallowed a volleyball; a sign of things to come…
This event, compounded by Molly’s natural beauty, had unlocked something within Liza. She still wasn’t sure what to think about her new belly fetish, or just how hard she was crushing on a girl she’d known less than a day and was probably way out of her league. But those thoughts were completely overshadowed by what had happened next.
After responding to a mysterious text from Molly asking for assistance, Liza was pulled into the track field storage shed and saw that Molly now had an even bigger belly! One big enough to fit two people inside…because she had SWALLOWED two people whole!
Liza had fainted at the sight. She could still perfectly see the image in her mind from right before she’d passed out: a handprint pressing out from underneath the skin of Molly’s massive gut.
She’d regained consciousness on the floor a minute later, but nearly fainted again when she realized she hadn’t been dreaming. And because Molly was kneeling over her, giving Liza a close-up view of her hefty chest and her still writhing belly.
After Molly’s haphazard five-minute explanation on what vore and preds were, Liza had somehow managed to find the willpower to stand on her own again. She’d probably just been in shock, but she was functional enough that she’d been able to follow Molly’s instructions and leave the shed, find a bedsheet and one of the large wheeled bins provided for dorm move-in, and return all on her own. Then Molly had climbed into the bin and thrown the sheet over herself, so that no one else out on campus would be able to see her impossibly large belly on the trek back to their dorm.
It had taken everything Liza’s little arms and legs had to wheel her glutted roommate home, but they’d made it the short distance seemingly unnoticed. Liza unlocked their door, Molly no-so-delicately climbed out of the bin, her belly still shaking with her prey’s movements, and the two girls hustled inside. Excitement spent for the evening, they’d headed straight to bed. But that presented another problem.
Grrrwwwwlll
Both girls had looked at Molly’s belly. There was no way the redhead could get that thing up to the top bunk without some serious effort. And even if she did, there was a significant risk that so much concentrated mass might send the top bunk crashing down to the one below.
“Would it…um…do you mind if I take the bottom bunk?” Molly asked.
“N-no problem!” Liza squeaked, dashing over to swap her pillows and move her pajamas.
The bed frame had creaked ominously as Molly settled onto it. But the suitcases and storage bins they’d placed underneath seemed to give it enough support to hold all of Molly’s girth.
“Ugh, I can’t believe these two are still struggling! I guess my digestive system isn’t used to two prey at once,” Molly said, trying to find a comfy position on the small mattress. She didn’t bother to change into sleepwear.
“D-digest…?” Liza whispered.
“Ummm…yeah. I’m not going to let them out, so…they’re going to digest in my stomach. Like food.”
Liza nodded, but she was still having trouble processing the full weight of what Molly had done. And what she’d continue to do, if what she’d said about “preds” was for real. And…would she eventually do the same to her?
Still, that wobbling behemoth of a belly looked so wonderful. How the weight of it forced apart Molly’s thighs; how her large breasts squished against the top of it and sloped to the sides; how it just looked right on Molly’s body.
Liza was tempted to reach out and touch it. To get another confirmation of just how real it was. But the shy nerdy girl wasn’t forward enough to do so uninvited, and Molly was already rolling over to settle into bed.
Liza held back her impulses for now, and so she went about brushing her teeth, changing into her pajamas, turning out the lights, and climbing up to the top bunk.
“G-good night, Molly,” she managed to squeak out.
“Good n-UUUUOOORRRRRRPPPP!!!” came a monstrous belch from the bottom bunk. “Excuse me! Good night, Liza. And thanks again…”
The next few minutes were mostly silent, other than the occasional dorm sounds of footsteps in the hall and water flowing through pipes.
Liza’s heart was finally starting to settle into a normal rhythm, and sleep began to overshadow her anxiety. Her worries could be put aside until tomorrow…
But then the gurgling started.
At first, Liza thought there was something wrong with the plumbing. The squeals and fizzes were quiet and only came about once a minute. But very soon after, the sounds began to come louder and faster. Groans, gurgles, and glorps echoed around the small dorm room, occasionally punctuated by an unmistakable belch, though less extreme than the eruption Molly had unleashed earlier.
The cacophony was too much to ignore. And something in Liza needed her eyes to confirm what her ears were telling her. When Liza peered over the edge of the upper bunk she could just make out Molly’s sleeping form in the darkness. The redhead lay on her side with the bedsheets pulled over her legs but her torso uncovered. The great sphere of her belly expanded and contracted with each breath.
There was no mistaking it. Molly’s belly was the source of all the noises. Digestion had started.
Just a few feet below Liza, two girls were being churned into soup by her roommate’s incredible stomach. They’d been jerks, if Molly was to be believed, but they’d been people with lives, friends, hopes, and dreams. Now they were, as Molly had said, just “food”.
But they weren’t food for just anyone; they were food for Molly. Fuel for her body that would make it stronger, more beautiful, perhaps even bigger in all the right places. Those girls– those meals were going to a greater purpose.
Liza rolled back from the edge of the bed and lay on her back. Before she even realized what she was doing, her hand was snaking under the elastic of her panties. Her fingers curled up inside herself and got immediately soaked. Not slightly damp; full on jumped-in-the-ocean soaked.
Liza didn’t have a mirror, and she wouldn’t have been able to see herself in the darkness, but she just knew that her face was blushing as red as a stop sign. She whipped her hand out of her crotch and pulled the blanket over her head. She did not want to entertain these freakish thoughts right now!
Unluckily for Liza, it felt like hours passed before the gurgling from Molly’s belly finally ceased. She tossed and turned up on her bunk, trying to block out the sounds, ignore the aching in her loins, and focus on just falling asleep. Any time she’d finally manage to drift into dreamland, a particularly loud groan would pull her back out.
And so, come morning, Liza stood in the bathroom questioning her dignity and trying to figure out how she’d get through the day with her brain completely fried. Better yet, how would she get through the rest of the semester?!
The sound of Molly’s phone alarm going off in the main room snapped Liza back to the present enough for her to finish washing her face. After drying her hands, she stepped back into the small dorm room. The decor and furnishings were still pretty bare, but she hoped to go shopping once she and Molly figured out what else they needed.
Speaking of which, Molly was now up and standing next to the bunk bed. The redhead twisted her body and stretched her arms behind her head. The motion would have caused Molly’s blue tank top to roll up and show off her belly…were it not already bunched beneath her head-sized breasts and left the dome of her gut mostly exposed.
Molly’s belly was now back to around the same “very bloated beer gut” size it had been after dinner the previous night. Noticeably big, but nowhere remotely close to the planet it had been when she’d gotten into bed.
Liza hadn’t realized just how quickly a pred’s body would digest her unlucky prey. She’d initially thought that Molly would be digesting her quarry for weeks, or at least a few days. To have almost completely melted down two whole people into belly, boob, and ass fat (Liza was pretty sure Molly’s thighs were looking thicker this morning) after just a few hours of sleep was…
Really hot?
No! It was terrifying! said the more logical part of Liza’s brain. Molly could eat anyone she wanted for dinner and the evidence would all be gone by morning! And given the size difference between the two of them, Liza would probably barely qualify as a snack to the redhead pred’s stomach.
As she finished her stretch, Molly’s blue eyes swung over toward Liza. The short girl nearly jumped.
“Oh hey. Morning Liza,” Molly said, punctuating her greeting with a big yawn that showed off her deceptively normal looking mouth.
“G-good morning, Molly,” Liza said, trying to keep an air of normalcy and not to stare at her roommate’s bloated belly.
“You, uh, sleep okay?” Molly asked.
“Not really, but I’m f-fine,” Liza replied.
“Y-yeah, I understand. A lot happened last night,” Molly started, some shakiness evident in her voice as well.
“I gotta say thank you again for helping smuggle me back here. And for, y’know, not freaking out. I’d probably be packing my bags, or worse, right now if you’d run and told someone I ate those girls.”
Liza nodded along, but fainting and staying up all night flipping between horny and horrified emotions seemed pretty close to “freaking out”, just bottled up inside.
“Seriously,” Molly continued, “this is all pretty new to me too. I want you to know that I’m not trying to be a crazy maneater, but when I got cornered in that shed, eating my way out just felt like the obvious solution.”
“Obvious?” Liza repeated.
“I know, it sounds ridiculous! My brain’s been all scrambled ever since I became a pred. Like, I’m a lot hungrier in general, but regular food doesn’t even compare to the taste of people now. Or the…uh…feeling of how full it makes me? It’s…it’s hard to explain…”
Molly scratched the back of her head, grimacing and trying to find the right words.
“I don’t know. ‘Addiction’ feels like too strong a word. I guess it’s just part of being a pred. But I don’t plan on eating people any more than necessary. So hopefully you won’t have to deal with me and my belly too much while we’re living together.”
“O-okay,” Liza stammered.
She wasn’t quite sure how to feel about what Molly had said. On the one hand, it was probably a good thing that Molly wasn’t out to eat half the school. On the other…seeing her with that gigantic gut had been so freakin’ hot!
There was also the elephant taking up the back of Liza’s brain: what was the chance of Molly eating her too?
Liza opened her mouth to say something, but Molly’s nose suddenly twitched as she sniffed the air. The redhead turned her face downward, sniffed, and grimaced.
“Ugh, I really need to shower. This is what I get for falling asleep in my day clothes. You all done with the bathroom?”
“Oh, uh yeah,” Liza said. “I was going to go get breakfast. S-should I wait for you?”
“Nah, you can go on ahead without me. I’m still, uh, a little full from last night, so I’ll wait til lunch time to eat anything.”
“O-okay. I also need to go to the library and pick up some textbooks for class.”
“Cool. I think I’ll just be chilling here for the time being. I don’t wanna go to the gym while I’m still all bloated. Can you imagine me trying to exercise with all this?” Molly chuckled while poking a finger into her paunch.
“Ehehehe…” Liza forced out, before turning on her heels and heading out the door, images of Molly and her massive belly crammed onto an exercise bike dancing through her head. The morning was already off to an overwhelming start.
From her dorm, Liza headed back to the dining hall and grabbed a simple breakfast of fruit and yoghurt. She was well aware of the infamous “freshman fifteen” and had passed on the delicious smelling pancakes on offer. From a quick glance around, it seemed like most of the other freshmen were less worried about dieting, though none of their trays compared to the feast Molly had devoured at the previous night’s dinner.
With breakfast done, Liza made her way to the library to get her pre-ordered textbooks. Picking them up was simple; actually carrying them back was hard.
“I really should have brought a bag,” Liza grumbled as her thin arms grappled with the heavy stack of books that was nearly half as tall as she was! What had been a ten minute walk one way turned into an awkward thirty minute slog back.
But at last, Liza arrived back at her dorm building. She tapped her new student ID against the door and shuffled inside. Under normal circumstances Liza would have taken the stairs up to her room, but with the stack of books she settled on the elevator.
I wonder how Molly’s doing now, she thought to herself as the old lift slowly rose to the third floor. Maybe we should have a longer talk about…things.
As she stepped out of the elevator, Liza tried to picture how the conversation would go in her head. Molly seemed like a chill and reasonable girl. Would it be too awkward to make Molly promise out loud to never eat her? Would that ruin her chances of getting Molly to “like” her back?
Ugh, why do things have to be so complicated! Maybe things would be better if she had a more “normal” roommate, or maybe a-
BOING
Liza turned a corner in the hallway and ran face first into a soft green wall. The purple-haired girl bounced back, the collision throwing off her glasses and toppling her tower of books.
This is oddly familiar… Liza's brain managed to process just before her butt hit the floor with a dull thud.
“Oh my! I didn’t see you there.” said a voice from above.
Her vision still jumbled from the fall, Liza felt around for her glasses but two hands grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet before she could find them.
“Looking for these?” giggled the still blurry person in front of her.
“T-thanks,” Liza accepted her glasses back and put them on. She’d been mentally preparing herself to face, and apologize to, yet another busty girl. But not even another few bonks into Molly’s chest could have prepared her for the girl in front of her.
If Molly’s breasts were volleyballs, this girl was carrying around overinflated basketballs! Each one had to be nearly twice the size of her head! Her pastel green blouse bulged forward and to the sides as it tried to contain the massive mammaries, with the front buttons holding on for dear life. One of the buttons of her blouse had slipped their bonds, forming a wide diamond window that revealed the soft brown flesh underneath.
Forcing herself to look elsewhere, lest she fall deeper into that cleavage, Liza tried to take in the rest of the girl’s appearance. She wasn’t quite as tall as Molly, but she was still a good three-quarters of a foot above Liza. She had light brown skin, and shiny chestnut brown hair that fell in gentle curls to just above her shoulders. She wore stylish round glasses in front of her hazel yellow eyes, while her soft lips formed a thin smile that added to her pretty face.
Skipping down past the girl’s giant knockers, Liza saw that her blouse was tucked into a simple black skirt, and she was wearing a pair of black heels.A tote bag rested against her hip while the strap extended behind the girl’s right breast up to her shoulder. The girl’s overall prim and proper fashion sense clashed completely with the monsters hanging off her chest. Another thing that stood out to Liza was that the girl was pretty skinny with the exception of her chest. Clearly all her weight went to one place.
“Hmm, is something the matter?” the girl asked, her lips forming a slight frown. She spoke with just the slightest accent that Liza couldn’t quite place.
“N-no! Just your uh, uh,...b-b-button,” Liza managed to stammer out.
The girl’s yellow eyes glanced downward at the gap in her clothes.
“Oh my! How scandalous of me,” the girl said, reaching her hands around her bust and pulling at the sides in an attempt to rebutton the gap. Though if anything, she seemed to just be squeezing her breasts more. And the smirk on her face betrayed a total lack of shame. It still didn’t stop a deep red blush from covering Liza’s cheeks.
“It must have come undone when we bumped into each other. My poor shirts are always under so much stress…”
Liza just “eep’d” in response.
“Ah, there we go! All proper now,” the girl giggled, finally giving up the teasing game and deftly re-buttoning her top. Even with her buttons done up, there was still a line of small gaps going up her blouse, and every bit of movement seemed to send her massive mammaries jiggling inside the garment.
“S-sorry for b-umping into you,” Liza stammered, choosing to look at the floor instead of getting caught staring any further.
“Don’t worry about it! And chin up! I’ve had people staring at my boobs since middle school, so I’m well used to it.”
Liza looked back up as the girl extended her hand out towards her.
“I’m Farah by the way. Farah Shariq.”
“N-nice to meet you. I’m Eliza Collins, but you can just call me Liza.”
“That’s a pretty name!” Farah said excitedly while shaking Liza’s hand. The rapid shaking caused Farah’s boobs to shake and a button to slip open yet again. Liza didn’t bother pointing it out.
“I assume you live on this floor?” Farah asked.
“Umm, yeah, room 34-” Liza started.
“Amazing! I’m in room 35 right across the hall! We’re neighbors!”
Before Liza knew what was happening, Farah was pulling her into a bear hug. She got half a second to inhale before her face was smooshed right back into the wall of tit flesh. Luckily, Farah didn’t hold her in the hug too long. But when her face pulled away her vision was blurry.
“Oops! Looks like your glasses got a little stuck,” Farah said.
Liza could just make out the outline of Farah reaching a hand into the gap in her blouse, then pulling out something and holding it forward. Liza gingerly accepted her glasses back and shakily placed them on her nose. They still felt slightly warm…
“Meeting new people is so exciting isn’t it?” Farah said. “I was about to go wander around campus, but is your roommate here too? I’d love to meet another new neighbor!”
Liza held up a hand, trying to slow Farah and her big-titty-energy down a smidge. “Um, uh, I think she’s around. I’ve been out the past hour. I suppose we can go and see...”
“Yay! Oh, and let me help you with all those books.”
Once Liza and Farah had collected the scattered textbooks, they walked the short distance down the dorm hallway to Liza’s room.
“Just give me a sec to unlock the door…and make sure she’s not naked or anything.” Liza gulped at that image. She and Molly hadn’t talked about room rules for states of undress yet.
“Great!” Farah said behind her. “I’d introduce you to my roomie too but she’s still sleeping. Real night owl that one.”
Liza turned her key in the door and pushed inward. Though it was right at that moment that two new thoughts occurred to her.
Was it safe to bring a person as “meaty” and tasty looking as Farah into a pred’s room?
Given those crazy boobs, was Farah a pred? And was it safe to be letting her into their room?
Well it was too late now. Liza felt somewhat confident that she didn’t need to worry about the second case. If Farah had wanted to eat Liza, there had been more than enough opportunity to do so in the hallway.
That just left Molly as the unknown factor…