“Excuse me miss.”
Britney looked up from the hostess podium, her glowing smile opening up her face brightly as she gazed at the new customer.
“Hello,” she greeted the being standing before her with a bubbly disposition. “Are you here to dine with us today?”
The being, a heavily built non-human with broad shoulders and a stocky bulldog like head intent black eyes and thick powerful limbs. Britney wasn't sure if it was a male or a female, she wasn't familiar with this species, but it sounded like a male.
“I was wondering,” the being said gruffly, his eyes traveling up and down Britney's height with what almost seemed hunger. “Do you serve girls?”
Britney blinked in surprise, taken aback for a moment as she gazed at the being.
“Girls?” she asked in bewilderment. “Um, uh, no I'm afraid not.”
The being snorted in apparent irritation, its expression drooping.
“Such a shame, I was hoping to get dinner.”
“I'm sorry,” Britney said as she fidgeted with her hands. “But we don't serve girls as dinner here.” she shifted, trying to keep the potential customer. “Perhaps you'd like something else? We do have a wonderful selection here.”
The being snorted again, its stout head shaking from side to side in apparent annoyance.
“Just girls?” Britney asked uncertainly.
The being nodded, looking her up and down again as it admired her trim features.
“Yes, they're something of a delicacy. And I might add that you are certainly a delicacy.
The blonde hostess blushed, smiling as she looked at the being apologetically.
“You're embarrassing me. We really do not have girls on the menu.”
The being nodded, snorting in apparent annoyance.
“I see, well then I suppose I am wasting my time.”
With that it turned to leave. Britney's face fell for a moment as she tried to think of a way to keep the valuable customer. It had said that she'd been a delicacy and if she were honest she was very flattered that it might think so...perhaps...it was a crazy idea but it was kinda exciting to think about. She bit her lip for a moment before she called out.
“Wait a minute! I think I have an idea!”
The being paused and turned to regard her with its dark eyes.
“Yes?”
“Well, you know I really like new experiences,” Britney began, feeling the intensity of the being's gaze upon her as she fidgeted with her hands and crossed her legs. “So, if you think I can be a good meal for you, maybe you'd like to eat me?”
The being considered for a moment before nodding its head.
“You would be a true delight.”
Britney smiled her face flushed with excitement and embarrassment.
“Just let me tell my manager about this,” she gestured to the restaurant. “Please sit wherever you'd like.”
The being watched as Britney pranced away, seemingly delighted by what was about to transpire. It had to marvel at the apparent enthusiasm of the young woman who was greeting her imminent demise with seeming joy. It was another thing that the being would have to tally up to the oddities of the human species. It took a booth seat and no sooner had it sat down than another human, this one with long dark hair and narrow features greeted it.
“Hello sir, would you like anything to drink?”
The being considered a moment before deciding that since the young woman was offering herself to it that the least it could do was provide for her entertainment. It ordered the finest wines the restaurant had to offer, four in total. It would flavor his upcoming meal nicely and perhaps alleviate any lingering misgivings she might have about what she was offering to do.
When Britney came to the table she found four bottles of wine and glasses waiting. She beamed at her would be devourer as she stood there with her hands clasped in front of her.
“How would you like me? Cooked? Raw?”
The being gestured with one of its bulky hands to the booth and Britney slid into it as it spoke.
“I bought the wine for you, drink up and we'll see how the night develops.”
Britney gave him a coy smile as she eyed him accusingly.
“You'd better not be teasing me, I just had to explain to my manager that you'd be eating me tonight so I really hope I didn't just make a fool out of myself!”
“Not yet,” the being said as he uncorked a bottle and poured her a glass.
“Hmph,” Britney smirked as she took the glass and downed it in one gulp, taking her seat and hold out the glass for a refill. “Well, what are we waiting for?”
“Nothing at all,” the being replied as he obliged Britney's request for more alcohol.
This pattern continued for several minutes, Britney rapidly downing her glass before requesting more. All the while she giggled and chatted pleasantly though she became louder and more wanton in her language as her blood alcohol level increased. By the time she'd finished the last of the third bottle Britney was a fit of giggles and smiles as she gazed at the being drunkenly.
“You know the manager was actually really eager to see this.” she slurred with a giddy smile. “She said though she doubted that it would actually happen, that you were just teasing me.”
The being's broad mouth spread in a smile.
“I guarantee that this is no tease. I simply thought you might like to enjoy yourself first.”
“Hmph,” Britney scoffed as she leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don't believe you.” she gestured to the finished bottles of wine. “All you've done is get me drunk.” she looked at the being with a lustful smile as she ran her tongue over her lips. “I bet you can't handle me.”
The being's smile spread in amusement.
“I beg to differ.”
“Well,” Britney said as she slapped her thighs and spread her arms out to either side. “I'm not getting any drunker unless you want me to black out!”
The being chuckled deeply, motioning to Britney.
“Whenever you're ready.”
Scoffing, Britney suddenly got to her feet, standing on the cushion of her seat as she planted her fists on her hips and looked down at the being.
“You're not going to eat me.” she declared as she stepped up on the table, her legs on full display as she kicked aside the wine bottles and glass with her heels.
She posed in front of the being, hands on hips as she tossed her hair dismissively.
“You can't handle all this,” she said as she ran her hands over her chest, outlining her breasts before her hands went down to her hips. “You can't handle me!”
The being chuckled jovially, leaning forwards to watch her as she posed on the tabletop. He found her display rather arousing really, and enjoyed her seeming defiance though a part of him wondered if perhaps the leggy blonde truly did think that he was bluffing.
“So,” she asked as she crouched down, seated on her heels with her arms over her knees. “Are you going to do the dirty or just gawk at me?”
“By all means,” the being said as he opened his broad mouth wide.
Britney giggled. “Really? You're just going to have me crawl in? What kinda girl do you think I am?” she bit her lip, tossing her blonde hair. “Well, I guess we know the answer to that.”
Getting down on her hands and knees, Britney crawled across the table and smiling as she stuck her head inside the being's mouth.
“Hehe, well guess I'm the lion tamer sticking her head in—!“
With a loud snapping crunch the being's jaws closed around Britney's neck, crushing bone and cutting through flesh. The luscious blonde didn't have the chance to register what had happened to her as her head tumbled down the throat of the being and he swallowed powerfully. In her drunken state, Britney's now severed mind could do little more than smile as she felt the walls of the being's throat press in around her and darkness overcame her. On the tabletop her body spasmed as her head was severed and collapsed onto to the table where it lay twitching.
The being, having swallowed the young woman's head took his time with the body, sucking on the bloody stump of her neck as he delicately removed her clothes with his thick fingers. Once stripped of her garments he pushed the body down shoulders first and began to swallow powerfully, gulping down her breasts and savoring her hips before the lovely legs glided past his lips and down his throat. Satisfied with his meal he looked around and realized that the other patrons were gawking at him. Well, of course they were. Humans weren't often the main course at establishments like this.
He pondered a moment and realized rather embarrassingly that he had never asked the young woman's name. He'd have to ask the manager of the restaurant about that as he felt immeasurably guilty suddenly to have eaten someone without asking their name first. Leaving a hefty bill on the table along with the now deceased young woman's red dress and heels he headed towards the front of the restaurant where another young woman was now standing greeting patrons cheerily. He wasn't hungry anymore, but he at least wanted to say thank you for the courteous service he had been granted at the restaurant and he hoped that his meal had enjoyed herself in her final moments.