Food Instead Of First Date!

Here is a nice little tale from someone new. M-eat Molly! This is a tale based on her experience of starring in a vore video. We hope you enjoy it!


Molly found that she was kind of excited! When her friend Aimee set her up on a blind date, she was at first apprehensive. She almost called her numerous times to cancel, but as the day got closer, she found herself looking forward to it. She dashed home after work, washed up, picked out a casual outfit that still made her look attractive. It was a cute little black dress that showed off generous portions of her beautiful legs as well as bared her arms & shoulders & showed off a decent amount of her cleavage. A nice set of heels put it all together. She looked approving in the mirror & headed out to meet the guy. Their meeting place was a little coffee shop just down the street, She found she had arrived first & a bit early so she grabbed a drink & sat down to wait.

Unfortunately, waiting was all she did as her date never showed. At 15mins late, she was nervous. At a half hour, she was angry. At 45mins, she was embarrassed & at an hour, she was feeling very sad & unattractive, but did not want to leave because she thought everyone would know she'd been stood up. During all this, Molly was being watched. Brad sat at a table by the wall observing the girl. She was pretty & looked nice. She'd be perfect for his needs. He guessed immediately that she was waiting for a date. A small coffee first told him she wanted something she could finish quickly so he could buy her another or so they could leave. A medium said he was late & the first coffee didn't hit the spot. The large said she knew he wasn't coming, but she was embarrassed to leave & needed comfort. He smiled. This would be easy. He got up & walked over to her table, flashing a friendly, but sympathetic smile.

"Hi! Mind if I join you?" Molly nearly jumped out of her seat in surprise at the voice close to her. She tried to get hold of herself & looked up to see a man standing by her table. He was tall & good looking, tho a bit older. He had a very nice smile & was decently dressed, obviously not a bum. She was at first apprehensive, but when he said; "Sorry, but to intrude, but you just look like you could use a friend." she figured, why not & gestured for him to have a seat. He took the chair directly to her left & sat. They introduced each other & began to talk.
Brad: Got stood up huh?
Molly: Is it that obvious?
Brad: Well, you've been sitting here alone for awhile & you look sad, so, yeah.
They both chuckled & Molly related her tale, ending with; "I feel like such a fool!" Then she went on about how the guy probably looked in & didn't like her, then continued walking. Brad reached out & lay his hand on hers. "Don't do that! This is his issue & has nothing to do with you!" she was a bit nervous about his touch, but didn't pull her hand away. he continued. "You caught my eye as soon as you came in, but I could tell you were meeting someone so I stayed away. I only came over because I couldn't stand to see you sad."

Molly smiled & they began to chat. He was attentive & easy to talk to. Molly found herself pouring out information she never would have to a stranger, but he really didn't seem like it. He seemed familiar & comfortable, like an old roommate she hadn't seen in awhile. He invites to go get something to eat & she accepts. They walk a short way to a quiet little bistro where they sit next to each other & chat while they eat. All thoughts of her failed date were gone now as she enjoyed her time with Brad. They talked, they laughed, they smiled. She didn't even mind when his hand dropped on her bare thigh. His light touch & caress felt nice.

When they'd finished eating & the conversation waned, Molly was uncertain of what to do next? Brad smiled at her. "Do you like odd strange things?" Molly was caught off guard, but thought about it for a second, before grinning & saying "Yes!" He stood & extended his hand. "Come with me then. I have something really weird to show you." She took his hand & they left. He held her hand as they walked. Molly still had no idea where the night was going, but at least she had more time to figure it out. They arrived at the bus terminal, but Brad took her down an alley & into the old bus terminal. It was dark & dilapidated & creepy as hell, right out of some spooky horror movie. They entered & walked to the back of the terminal. Rows of old deep wire & rusted steel lockers filled the room. It was pretty cool, but she knew this was not what he wanted to show her.

He lead her further in until he stopped in front of one particular locker. It was as rusted as the others, but it had a padlock on it she could tell was fairly recent. He smiled at her & produced a key from his pocket & opened the lock, then the locker. It groaned as he opened it, but she could tell it had been oiled. What did he keep here? She squinted, trying to adjust to the dim light & finally saw something big, round & red. It was a big bean chair he was hiding in the locker. Molly was stunned and confused as to why he was showing her just a bean bag and passing it off as something weird & wonderful? He saw the look of confusion on her face & told her to look a bit closer at the opening of the bag. As she crouched down and was about to have a closer look, Brad grabs her head and pushes her toward the bean bag quickly.

Suddenly, the zippered opening pops open. Instead of millions of small PVC beans, the bag in empty except for a hideous wet interior & a lolling pink tongue. Molly is terrified, trying to push away from it, using her legs. "OMG! This thing is alive! What is it? What are you doing?" Brad held her tight. "This is my little pet. It's some sort of alien creature that mimics inanimate objects to lure prey. I almost killed it when it ate my girlfriend, but it does have it's uses, which you don't need to know so now I feed it & tonight it's going to eat you!" Molly can only squeal; "No! Please! Don't do this! Let me go! NOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Brad shoves her again & she is propelled into the gaping maw. It closes on her, trapping her body inside up to her waist. It then rocks back, lifting Molly's feet off the floor. Molly's legs kick furiously. She struggles with a loud screams as the creature's tongue licks her. Brad watches while the beanbag devours her whole with her legs up in the air kicking & thrashing around. He finds her legs quite lovely & remembers how nicely they felt when he laid his hand on her thigh. He steps forward & corrals her legs, securing her feet & ankles beneath his arm. Now trapped, Molly can only pump her legs. Brad reaches out & begins to caress her legs. They are so velvety soft! He loves the way her firm flesh wiggles & flexes beneath her silken skin with each pump of her legs.

Inside, Molly is furious! "You bastard! Stop fondling my legs & get me out of here! If that's what you wanted, we could have been doing this & other fun things! Get me out of here!!!!" But Brad has no intention of letting her go. She soon realizes her fate is sealed & begins to sob, knowing there is no escape for her. She's doomed to be food for this alien beast & a plaything for this creep! It slowly sucks her in until she is completely devoured. Brad then zips the bean bag, sealing her inside before closing and locking the locker. Molly is curled into a tight ball inside the monster as it licks her legs & prepares to digest her. Molly continues to sob, knowing it is over. Brad can still hear her muffled screams as he walks away.