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A story centered on woman-eating...
Created: February 11th, 2009 at 9:36 am
Modified: May 17th, 2022 at 9:59 pm
This choice: Consensual Eating · Go Back...
((Note: Saturn and Chibi-Moon are in their late teens, and everyone else is college age...))

"Well..." Luna said to the nine gathered Sailor Senshi, Chibi Usa and Tuxedo Mask sitting nearby as well, everyone in their human identities. She coughed, looked at Artemis for encouragement, the white cat nodding to her and smiling. She sighed, and turned back to the gathered heroes and continued. "I have good news, better news, bad news, worse news, and utterly strange news. Which would you like to hear first?"

The Senshi all looked at each other worriedly for several moments before Tuxedo Mask said, "Why don't you give the news to us in the order you said it."

Luna sighed, and nodded. "Very well. First, the good news: I have found out a way for all of you to come back from the dead that's guaranteed to work every single time."

The Senshi all began to talk amongst themselves, pleased looks coming to their faces.

"Well... A bit depressing, but considering how many times we've died, that's good to know," Sailor Mars said after a few moments.

Luna, encouraged, decided to continue. "The better news is that with this new method, which is actually a spell formula that I encoded into your drinks that will restore your bodies completely after death, will make you more powerful each time you resurrect, which should be a fairly quick process."

Everyone looked down at their drinks in surprise. Liking the idea, they all eagerly drank their respective drinks in a single gulp.

Mercury licked her lips curiously. "Taste was off. And I feel a slight tingle in my stomach. Is that the formula?"

Luna nodded. "Artemis, Diana and I have already consumed the formula."

Tuxedo Mask chuckled. "Well, might as well get with the bad news."

Luna grimaced. "The bad news is that there's a demonic force heading for Earth that will be here in three years."

Everyone froze, staring at Luna with alarmed expressions.

Luna shook her head sadly. "The worse news is that we won't be strong enough to defeat him by then. Creating enhancements for everyone's powers would take too long, and we've eliminated every threat strong enough to force enough resurrections to enhance our powers enough."

"There has to be something we can do!" Sailor Moon almost wailed, "We can't just sit here and let this thing kill us!!"

"There is... one possibility," Luna said, "But it's rather... bizarre..."

"Tell us!" Mars said, "At this point we'll take anything!"

Luna looked to Artemis and then sighed, shaking her head and saying, "Kill each other. Repeatedly. Several dozen times over. Tuxedo Mask could conceivably be excused from this, since his powers are connected to Sailor Moon's and he grows stronger with her, and it would be prudent to have someone around to make sure nothing goes wrong... Plus all of you are more powerful than he is anyway..."

Everyone stared at Luna incredulously. "Um..." Sailor Moon said, "As much as Rei and I would like to blast each other into moondust at times... I really don't think I'd like getting blasted or gutted or poisoned so many times..."

"Which brings us to the bizarre news," Artemis said, "We've found something that might make this a bit easier. But it's just as bizarre."

"It can't be more bizarre than having to kill each other repeatedly to get stronger. It's messy, it's hard to cover up, it's..."

"It can be solved by cooking and eating each other instead of using your powers on each other," Luna said.

Everyone stared at Luna in numb shock. Luna sighed. "I only wish I was kidding..."

Everyone just stared at her, unable to speak for a long moment.

"You're suggesting..." Mercury stated, "That we get stronger through the multi-ressurect method... By eating each other..."

Luna sighed again. "I know it's strange, but after looking through several alternate realities we've found methods to make it not only painless but pleasurable."

Moon blinked. "Luna, how many times will we have to die to get strong enough?"

Luna and Artemis traded pained looks and gave them the abnormally large number.

Everyone in the room promptly facefaulted and pratfell.

"Merciful Buddah..." Mars said.

"Indeed," Mercury said, "Barring the utter strangeness of it, if we eat each other that many times, we'll be incredibly FAT by the time that the menace gets here!"

"I'm open to better suggestions..." Luna sighed, "Believe me, I'm open to better suggestions."

No one said anything for a long time, each one slowly admitting they had nothing better to think of and coming to terms with the idea.


"So..." Jupiter said, "I guess we officially become cannibals, then..."

Moon nodded, sighing and cuddling up to Tuxedo Mask. "I guess so," she said.

Uranus, after a moment, chuckled and hugged Neptune. "Well, I've always enjoyed eating pussy. I guess this is just a natural extension of it."

Neptune blushed and buried her head in her lover's chest, both to hide her embarrassment and stifle her laughter. Saturn and Chibi-Moon both looked pained, while most of the others gave Uranus looks ranging from amused to annoyed.

"So how shall we go about this?" Venus asked, wanting to change the subject.
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“Another shift to get through”, Nicola thought wearily to herself as she put the final touches to her mascara in the mirror.
She had been working at a local restaurant as a waitress now for four months and each shift made her resent the place that little bit more each time. Nicola had taken on the job a few months into her college course to help her to mange the bills that were getting on top of her. The end of her first year at college was nearing its end and she was already thinking of the trip home.
“Just a few more weeks and I’ll be able to get out of there for good”, she thought, which cheered her mood slightly.
She continued to put the finishing touches to, what she pleasingly thought was a nicely made-up face. Nicola knew she was attractive, she had been approached many times during the year from boys eager to impress her. She enjoyed the attention but never succumbed to the pressure, she would give herself when she was ‘good and ready, thank you very much’. Nicola was an attractive girl, her shoulder-length black hair contrasted sharply with her silky-smooth, white, pale skin. Although she knew she was attractive, she was less comfortable with her body. She always wore baggy clothes, lest anyone wanted to get a kick out of her body. She had always wanted to be in control of her sexuality, this fact sometimes holding her back in life and friendships. But for now she was content to live the life she wanted, there was plenty of time left in her life to change.
“There,” she said, “Pretty as a picture.”
Nicola pouted her freshly glossed lips in the mirror and giggled. As she took a final glimpse of herself in the mirror, she caught a reflection of her uniform laying on the bed. She hated the uniform with a passion. She knew exactly what the uniform was designed for and resented the fact that she was forced to wear it to perform her job. Nicola began to put it on. It consisted of a short black skirt, white shirt and knee length black socks. Dressed, Nicola studied herself in the mirror. The shirt was tight and clinged to her body, it clung around her pert young breasts for the entire world to see. Nicola hated the shirt, but most of all she really hated the skirt. The skirt was tight around her thighs, barely doing any job at all of covering them up. Her long pale white legs were there for the men at the restaurant to ogle at as they were served their meals. Nicola felt as if she was being used as just a piece of meat by the owners to serve out the food and enjoyment to the men.
Before Nicola set off to the restaurant, she put on some black trousers to cover her legs.
“They may make me wear the skirt at work but they can’t make me wear it in my time”, Nicola thought to herself.
She set off out the door. Although it was a short journey to the restaurant it still required Nicola to take a ride on the local bus. The restaurant was set in the middle of a small community of local countryside villages. The streets were often empty and the local transport system underused. She waited alone at the bus stop, it was early spring so she didn’t mind the wait in the warm weather.
“I wish I hadn’t put on these trousers now”, she thought to herself and giggled.
She came to a quick decision and took off the trousers, swiftly throwing them over her shoulder. Her bare legs were treated to a rare dose of natural sunlight and springtime breeze. Nicola hated to admit it but it felt good. She closed her eyes and let the feeling of the breeze on her skin go through her. It was blissful for Nicola letting the sensation run through her.
She was suddenly awoken from her peaceful daze by the loud hiss of the air-pressured doors to the bus. She instantly became aware of the fixed gaze of the bus driver at her open body, quickly she pulled the trousers off her shoulder in front of her legs. After pulling her thoughts together she identified the driver as Gus, a regular driver and local at her restaurant. Gus was one of the many creepy men who inhabited the restaurant on an evening, she was sure they went there purposely to gape at the waitresses rather than to enjoy the food and drink. Nicola felt uncomfortable at the free show she had just given to Gus, and even more uncomfortable at the pleasure he had seen to take from it.
“Hey there Nicky!”, said Gus from inside the bus, “Are you coming on board or not?”
Nicola frowned at Gus, she also hated being called ‘Nicky’. Gathering her thoughts she stepped aboard the bus.
“Off to work are we Nic?”, said Gus with a broad smile on his face.
“Where else would I be going wearing my work uniform you idiot!” are thoughts that rushed to her head, she hated ‘Nic’ even more than ‘Nicky’.
“Yes, appears so.”, are the words she finally manages to speak, followed by a polite smile.
Nicola saw Gus’s eye-line move slowly down to her exposed legs, thinking quickly to avert his gaze she continued the conversation.
“Will you be coming in tonight Gus?”
Gus raised his eyes and gave Nicola an even broader smile.
“Now that I know that its you who is working there tonight I will” he beamed.
Nicola quickly got out the fare from her purse and paid him, then quickly moved to the back of the bus with another polite smile as a farewell gesture. Gus really freaked her out, another reason she hated the restaurant was that she had to be around freaks like Gus.
The bus arrived outside the restaurant and pulled up to the stop. Nicola made her way to the front of the bus.
“I’ll look forward to seeing you tonight Nic.”, said Gus as Nicola stepped off the bus.
“Yes, you too”, Nicola forced out, it was too late Gus had already pulled away.
Nicola was glad to be at work, she at least felt a little more comfortable in this uniform inside the restaurant than out in the open world. She entered the front door and instantly felt more relaxed, even the thought of a long shift was better than having to stay outside in this skirt. She walked towards the cloakroom to hang up her unused trousers. She noticed that the restaurant had be set-up already.
“Oh well, less work for me to do”, she thought, “Maybe tonight won’t be so bad. I’m sure I can cope if Gus is the biggest problem I have.”
Nicola entered the cloakroom and hung up her trousers. She still had five minutes until her shift officially began and she wasn’t going to start early.
“Not on my wages anyway”, she said and giggled.
She decided to sit down and wait for the rest of the staff to arrive. The only saving grace of the job was the fact that the rest of the staff were around her age and decent company to pass the time. None of the other girls hated the uniform as much as her though, in fact a lot of the girls enjoyed teasing the customers with flashes of flesh. Nicola was happy to let them do it, ‘at least it keeps their eyes off me’ she thought.
The five minutes past and Nicola was still the only person who had turned up.
She left the cloakroom in search of the owner to find out her tasks for the night.
“Ah Nicola! Good to see you!”, boomed the big voice of the restaurant owner.
The owner, Geoff Bradley, was a large man, well-groomed and well-fed. He had built the restaurant up over the years after taking it over from his father. Although it was his policies that made her wear the skimpy uniform she hated, Nicola felt more comfortable around Geoff than the local customers.
“Hi, Geoff”, she said with a genuine smile, “how are you?”
“All the better for seeing you my dear!”, he smiled back.
Nicola blushed at this compliment. She always felt that Geoff liked her more than her fellow work mates, it was one of the only reasons that she stuck at the job.
“Where do u want me Mr.Bradley?”, she asked him, “No One else has turned up yet so I guess I’ll have to start on my own.”
“I’ve told you, call me Geoff.”, he replied.
“OK, where do you want me Geoff?”, she repeated and giggled.
“Where don’t I want you little missy,” answered Geoff with a broad grin on his face, “There won’t be any others tonight, it’s just you, me and the chef on duty.”
Nicola frowned at this, ‘there she was thinking this was going to be a nice easy night and now he tells me I’ve got to serve all of the food by myself’.
“Now I remember why I hate this job so much.” She thought to herself.
“Ok, follow me Nicola, I’ll show you where to begin. We don’t have any time to waste.”, said Geoff as he marched purposely out of the room. Nicola reluctantly followed him, her newly found enthusiasm for the job suddenly vanquished. She saw Mr.Bradley enter the kitchen and hurried after him so not to be too far behind him. As she entered the kitchen she saw Mr.Bradley at the bottom of the kitchen surrounded by steaming pots and pans already stewing for the night.
“What do you want me to do first Geoff?”, asked Nicola.
“My dear, you have already fulfilled your first and only task for the night by entering the kitchen”, smiled Mr.Bradley, as he stirred one of the pans.
“What do you mean?”, Nicola replied, trying to understand what he meant.
“I mean, my dear, that we can take it from here … Now Mr.Freeman!”
Nicola had no time to react when a cloth came from behind her and smothered her mouth. Within seconds she was out cold.
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Nicola was in a field back home, her family and friends were with her surrounding a large picnic blanket. The weather was warm and the sky was clear. This is what she had been dreaming about since she first came to university. Finally she was back home enjoying herself again. A few drops of water began to fall from the sky.
“I guess it was a bit too perfect, I can deal with a spot of rain”, she thought and laughed to herself.
Suddenly, a huge mass of water fell from the sky…
“She’s awake Mr.Bradley”, a voice spoke.
Nicola wondered what had happened to the field, and her family, and the picnic.
Nicola knew these voices. They weren’t from her family … or her friends … through her confusion the cold light of day began to dawn on her.
“Mr.Bradley. Geoff. Mr.Freeman.”, she thought, trying to p
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