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Some people just want to get somewhere, and they happen to be hungry.
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Chapter #5

"Oh Crap, it's Emma's mom."

    by: That_Guy Author IconMail Icon
The sounds from outside get closer and closer so you quickly lie down on Emma's bed and pull the covers over yourself. Just as you get settled you hear the door open.

"Emma?" her mother says, "Are you alright in here? I heard something weird."

You try and lie silently, but your stomach betrays you by letting out a loud *GLORP*.

"Emma?" she says, moving over to Emma's bed, "That didn't sound very good. Are you feeling alright?"

You curse your stomach as Emma's mom begins to remove the covers.

"Julie? Where's Emma? And w-what happened to your stomach?"

Hearing the sound of her mother, Emma suddenly shifts within you.

"Ah! It's moving!" She shouts.

"Sorry for this, but I can't let you tell anyone about me."

"For what?" She asks.

Giving her a silent answer, you grab her arms and pull them into your mouth.

"J-Julie? L-let me go!" she says, a terrified expression washing over her face.

*GULP*

You swallow, taking her hands into your throat.

"W-wait, Julie, please, I promise I won't tell anyone!"

You consider letting her go for a second, but the taste of her skin on your tongue changes that quickly.

*GULP*

With another swallow, her face is now directly in front of yours. Tears begin to stream down her face as her fate appears to be completely sealed. You open your mouth wide and swallow again, forcing her head to enter into your mouth. You swing your body around so that you are sitting off the bed and swallow again. You are easily able to swallow down the rest of her as she lets her body go limp, not even fighting her fate. You lie back down on the bed, not that you have a choice as the weight of your stomach is pinning you down. Your stomach gurgles loudly as it gets to work.

You have the following choices:

*Noteb*
1. Stay here until you finish digestion, then go out for some more food.

*Noteb*
2. Claim the house as your new home.

*Noteb* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.

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