“What did you do to her? Let her go!” you demand, looking up at the beast that towers before you.
“Oh my, you’re making demands of me? Even after everything you just saw?” Sacrora laughs. “My, you are a bold one aren’t you.”
She twists with startlingly lithe grace for her size, suddenly bringing her head down to eye level with you. Up close, the difference in size is especially stark, and you can’t help but feel a deep instinctual dread as you’re face-to-face with a creature that could quite literally swallow you whole. However, you manage to at least keep up a show of stubborn indignation without shaking. Much.
“I typically only find one who would so readily stand up to me only a few times per feeding cycle, and you’re, what, the fifth human I’ve come in contact with this time around? Verrrry interesting,” she says, drawing out the words with a reptilian hiss. Her eye focus on you for several uncomfortable seconds, and you feel frozen before her intense, unblinking gaze.
Eventually, the silence seems more unbearable than the potential consequences of interrupting it.
“You already ate three people before Kate?” you ask.
“I don’t eat every human I come across. Only the appetizing ones. One of the men had very unfortunate features and was a bit too rotund for my tastes. The other woman was mostly latex by the time I came across her. I have standards,” she scoffs.
“But you seem like you would be an enticing enough meal once I’m hungry again. However… Last cycle, I learned that some snacks taste best after being given enough time to mature. I’d love to have that defiant gaze on one of my trophies, maybe even on my front if you’re lucky, but this cycle has only just begun. Let’s see, you really care for that girl? I have just the idea to make this properly fun. I just need to find the best place,” she trails off, flicking her tongue out like a snake.
Her tongue flicks against your face, then your torso, slowly moving downwards.
“I’m getting the faintest hint of… Oh, well this is certainly interesting,” she says, as her tongue brushes the latex patch on your crotch. “Yes, that would be the perfect place.”
“What are you talking about?!” you finally demand.
“Why, I’m doing exactly what you asked. I’m going to give your friend back. I’ve already gotten most of what I wanted from her anyway, and this way, I may be able to have my cake and eat it too as you humans say,” she explains with a wicked grin.
Suddenly, a blur shoots forward and hits you in the crotch, holding fast. You stumble back a couple steps and look down in surprise to find one of Sacrora’s lower arms holding your pelvis. Actually, you quickly realize that holding isn’t quite the right word, as her hand has deformed into an amorphous mass of latex that seemingly blends with your lower torso. Her arm begins to pulse, sending waves down the appendage from her body to yours. You feel a strange warmth with each pulse, and it looks like the point where it connects to you swells slightly with every wave that reaches it.
Almost as soon as it’s begun, the pulsing stops, and Sacrora’s not-hand opens to release you with a rubbery SHYOOP. However, as it does, a large, latex, skin-colored mass falls out of it, drooping slightly off your crotch where it’s attached.
“What-- What is this?” you ask in worry, afraid you already know the answer.
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Sacrora asks with a smile.
Hesitantly, you reach down to grab the mass to inspect it. Though it’s attached to you, you only faintly feel the sensations of your touch against it, like a limb that’s mostly asleep. But as your inspection reaches the front of it and feels the mouth and eyes there, this doesn’t surprise you.
Horrified you carefully contort the breast upward to see Kate’s eyes open to meet yours.
“H-- H-- Hu…?” she tries to say before her eyes close again and she appears passed out.
“Oh wow, I wasn’t quite sure if that would work,” Sacrora says. “At least not without risking her fully devolving into pure latex. I try to keep enough mass essence in each of my breasts that they just barely hold on to their humanity while attached to me, but there was a window where she wasn’t linked to either of us during the transference. I guess she managed to hang on.”
“She’s… This is all of her?” you ask, still trying to process the situation.
“All that’s left. Or at least all that I’m giving you. Though by your flavor, I think you may have a couple pieces of her as well. A real gentleman would give those back. If you can, at least,” she says with a hissing chortle.
“But, why?” you ask in genuine bewilderment. “Why even bother giving her back like this?”
“Oh, and I thought you cared about her,” Sacrora mocks. “I thought you’d prefer this. Like I said, she’s still in there. Maybe you can find out some way to restore her. There’s still hope, though not much if I’m being honest with you.”
You stare at her in disbelief.
“Okay, you want a real explanation? It’s because I’m going to make sure we meet again. Maybe then, I get to eat her all over again, or I get to eat you both as you are now, still struggling desperately to restore yourselves. Or maybe you’ve lost her, or she’s lost you. Or after you face the potential fates some of my kin would have for you, you come back asking to be eaten. Regardless, the hunt, the meal, the expression my trophy or trophies will carry will be absolutely delectable. I plan for you to be a proper feast.”
You can’t help but shiver as she explains this, her excitement at the ideas all too apparent.
“Ah, that’s a demeanor more befitting my prey. I’d suggest you run along now before my appetite comes back. I find it can make me quite changeable, and I may decide not to let such a tasty morsel run free,” she says, swatting your butt with her tail.
You don’t want to press the situation any more than you already have, and though you aren’t happy with the current state of things, you don’t know how else that could have gone that didn’t end up with you eaten, Kate left to an awful fate, or both. Taking her advice, you turn tail and hobble off into the distance as fast as you can with the large, rubbery breast swaying between your legs.
Before long…