Emily groaned as she flipped through the pages to keep up with the reading assignment. It would soon be her turn, and the young, mixed-race girl’s stomach was filled with dread. Finally, her brother finished his segment, so the hour of judgment was neigh. “The boy whimpered as the predator licked his ass. Her tongue was smooth, warm, and—bleh—moist.” She’d always hated that word. “He was so young, yet his teacher’s tender tongue made him feel things he’d never imagined. There was humiliation in being naked in front of the class as the teacher had her way with him. However, at the same time, there was unquestioning excitement in his… his…”
“Is there a problem, Emily?” asked Ms. Higgins, the teacher, sounding distracted as one hand remained hidden beneath the desk.
“You bet there is!” The girl with glasses and long dirty-blonde hair stood in a bold declaration as she slammed the book on her desk. “This subject matter is pure smut and hardly suitable for kids our age.”
“It’s part of the school curriculum, which was voted on by the parents,” Higgins reminded.
“While I’m inclined to respect the results of the vote, I have to put my foot down on this.” Emily stomped in a low-key tantrum. “What’s the point in teaching kids our age this smut, except to reinforce the imaginary hierarchy between so-called predators and prey.”
“So-called?” Karinne haughtily asked. The tall redhead sat with Ethan in her lap as the boy tried to squirm out of her grip. He didn’t make much progress as his captor put her hand down his pants and cupped his butt. “Are you trying to suggest that predators aren’t real, Tuttle? Ha, and here I thought you were smart.”
Emily rolled her eyes. “You obviously exist. I’m just questioning the propriety of not only teaching sexually explicit material to minors, not to mention how some people can just molest others without consequences. Let my brother go!”
Karinne’s expression fell. “Fine. He wasn’t much fun, anyway.”
Ethan hopped down from the young pred’s grasp and hobbled over to his twin for safety. He held his pants to conceal his erection. His breathing was ragged as he said, “Th-that was… I-I don’t even know.”
Emily held her brother close and shot a death glare at Karinne. Then she faced the teacher. “Ms. Higgins, these double standards only serve to enforce an artificial social divide, which, as I’ve recently learned, never leads to anything good. Instead, we should all be held to the same standards to promote a more prosperous society.”
“Sorry, but the school board and parents voted,” Higgins disinterestedly replied. “Besides, literature like this is useful for prey.”
“That’s right!” Karinne interjected as she marched over to the twins. “The boy in the book is presenting his ass for the teacher because she’s a pred and he’s prey. Sorry, Tuttle, but that’s the way the world works. The preds rule while the preys are either between our legs or in our stomachs. You’re nothing but our toys. Now, give back my plaything.” She extended her hand and reached for Ethan, who pulled away, making the redhead flinch.
“Karinne, Ethan isn’t in the mood right now,” Higgins lazily informed. “You’ll have to find someone consenting.”
“Wha-bu-but he’s prey!” a flabbergasted Karinne stammered. “Literally just food and a toy. Why should I care about something as meaningless as consent when my daddy told me all prey wants to be eaten?”
Luckily, Ms. Higgins was saved from the pertinent question when the recess bell rang. “I do not get paid enough for this,” she said as the students filed out of class, including the one under her desk who happily licked his lips clean of pussy juice.
Later, on the playground, the Tuttle twins had made some distance between themselves and Karinne, who seemed to be moping.
“Are you okay?” Emily asked.
“Yeah, but my cheek still feels wet,” Ethan said as he rubbed where Karinne had licked for what felt like the millionth time. “She kept touching and licking me. I could barely read out the paragraph.”
“This violation cannot stand,” Emily fumed. “We have to do something to knock arrogant preds like Karinne off their perches.”
“Hola, niños,” Gabby greeted as she drove up on her yellow moped. The twins’ grandmother was almost as small as them, yet her curly white hair nearly equaled her body’s mass. “It sounds like you’re having trouble with little Stalin,” she said while glancing at Karinne.
“You bet we do,” Ethan confirmed. “She’s been messing with me a lot more than usual recently. I don’t know what’s gotten into her, but she keeps touching my swimsuit area a-and licking me,” he confessed. “D-does she want to eat me?”
“Ethan, preds want to eat everyone. That’s just how they are,” Gabby flatly informed. “Although…”
“That’s exactly my point,” Emily spoke up. “Why do predators get so much special privilege, and why does it seem like all of society is built around catering to their whims?”
Gabby shrugged. “Well, it kind of is.”
Emily’s eye twitched. “What?”
“I kind of thought it was obvious,” Gabby deadpanned. “Didn’t your parents ever read you the classics, like Mommy's Little Butt Slave, Carl’s First Collar, or my personal favorite, Daddy’s Ball Bed?”
“Sure they did, but that doesn’t answer my question,” Emily asserted. “How is it justice that Karinne can put her hand down my brother’s pants, but if I punch her, I get detention?”
“Well, that’s a fairly long, complicated, and convoluted story,” Gabby began. “But first of all, Ethan, if you don’t want a predator to play with you, then just say so.”
“I tried, but she wouldn’t let me,” Ethan whined, once more adjusting his pants to hide his erection. “She just kept saying my body was more honest than my mouth, and she even tried to—bleh—kiss me.”
“I may have nightmares about that for the rest of my life,” Emily added.
Gabby laughed. “Ha! If you think kissing is bad, just wait until you see what preds are really all about.” She turned her moped’s back to the kids and motioned them to climb on as the vehicle’s sides unfolded into rockets. “Hang on, kids. We’re going on a trip through history.” The moped took off at near blinding speeds, leaving flaming skids where the wheels had been. Karinne saw the whole thing and tried to catch a picture with her phone, but fumbled at the last second and cracked the lens.
Meanwhile, in the time stream, the elderly woman of potentially obscene wealth was driving her grandkids to learn an important lesson. Well, technically, it was Derek who drove. The raccoon had nimbler fingers than his owner. Finally, the jet-powered moped exited the time stream over some sort of medieval battle.
“Where are we?” Emily asked as she tried to get a better look at the fighters below.
“And is that a dragon!?” Ethan practically screamed as the winged lizard flew by.
“It sure is,” Gabby confirmed. “Welcome to England in the late 900s. The Vikings have invaded, and, as you can see, the English are no match for literal firepower.”
The smoke of battle cleared, finally revealing that massacre was probably a more fitting word. The Vikings practically bulldozed through their opposition with nary a concern for armor or weapons. Some Vikings even went naked, or had very little clothing, and it wasn’t hard to guess why. Emily watched a predatory Viking knock over an enemy, roughly strip him naked, and sit down to gobble him up in the middle of the fight. It was horrific seeing the man scream as he slowly disappeared down the brute’s throat. However, Emily couldn’t pull her eyes away.
Likewise, Ethan was mesmerized. A town rested near the primary battlefield, and several Vikings broke off the main force to pillage the houses. They dragged families out of their homes, only to start toying with them. Ethan’s eyes fell upon an older-looking Viking woman as she dismounted a particularly large dragon. As the dragon indiscriminately gobbled up a family, the woman grabbed a boy even younger than Ethan, lifted her skirt, and began shoving the boy up her ass. Ethan’s ongoing erection only grew more painful.
1 Meet the friendly Vikings
2 Unfriendly Vikings attack
3 Gabby tests the moped’s new cloaking device
4 The raccoon hits the wrong button and sends them elsewhere
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