"So what were you before your first shift?" Nancy asked. "Besides human."
"I don't want to talk about it," you said spotting a dresser and going over to it.
"The bottom half is your's," Nancy said as you reach the dresser. "So why don't you want to talk about your life before? Were you really ugly? Or were you a boy?"
You opened a drawer and put your shirts in it. After a moment you said, "Professor Pratt said that my life before my first shift doesn't matter. I can never go back to what I was so there's no reason to say what I was before." You picked up your jeans and put them in another drawer.
"Your parents didn't believe you were who you said you were," Nancy said with an air of wisdom.
You stopped with your underwear in your hands and looked down before asking, "How did you know?"
"It was the same with my parents when I first changed," Nancy said. "It was ten years ago. I was six and taking a bath when I suddenly felt a lot of pain all over my body. I was screaming while my mother asked me what was wrong. All I could do was scream. Finally the pain went away and I opened my eyes to see a look of horror on my mother's face. She started asking me what I did with her daughter. I tried explaining that I was her daughter but she kept insisting that I wasn't. Finally she screamed for my father to bring the gun. He did and I just managed to slither away with a gunshot to my arm. Fifteen minutes later my arm was fully healed. I spent the next four days living on the streets keeping to the shadows. I found that I craved live prey and I would go around catching rats and swallowing them whole while they were still alive. Then Professor Heart found me and brought me here."
You were stunned by what Nancy went through. To think her own father shot her. That just wasn't right. After a few moments you told her your story. After she said, "Well it must be nice being eight again."
"I suppose," you said as you put your underwear away. You picked up your skirts and put them away then when you go to put your dresses away you notice that they're missing. "Where are my dresses?" you asked perplexed. "I'm sure I brought them in."
"I put them in the closet for you," Nancy said. "I hope that's alright."
"It's fine," you said with a smile. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," Nancy said. "Danny should be here anytime now." Just then there was a knock on the door and Nancy said, "That should be Danny now." She went over to open the door and standing there was an eight year old boy. "Come in Danny," Nancy said. As soon as he was in Nancy shut the door and said, "Danny, this is my new roommate Lisa Perkins. Lisa, this is Danny Heath."
"Hi Danny," you said smiling.
"Hi Lisa," Danny said starting to take off his clothes.
"What are you doing?" you asked.
"Getting undressed for Nancy," Danny said moving on to his pants after his shirt was off. "She doesn't like the clothes."
You were too stunned to do anything except watch both of the take their clothes off. In just a couple of minutes both of them were standing there naked. You wanted to turn away. You wanted to tell them how sick they were. You wanted to go tell someone. However your body wouldn't move. You could only stand there and watch as they moved toward each other. Nancy grabbed Danny's chin and tilted his head up while she smiled. She slowly lowered her head and you thought she was going to kiss him. To your surprise she didn't kiss him but opened her mouth wider than you thought she could and stuffed his head in. Once that was done she lifted him up and tilted her head back stuffing the rest of him into her mouth and down her throat. You could see his form sliding down her throat and her body expanding as he moved down. It was only a couple of minutes before Danny was a lump in her belly making it stick out.
Nancy took your hand and placed it on her distended belly saying, "He's always so tasty and he fills me up."
You could feel Danny moving in Nancy's stomach. You had to do something but what?