Dinner Dates 7 - Save the Day (Quinton)
“While you were gone, a young man came asking for you – a
kid really, probably about your age. He was kinda cute too. If you’re full, you
could at least be a decent friend and recommend me to him. I haven’t eaten
anyone since I got here and you know
how much I love the taste and squirming of the younger ones!” Kim omitted that
she had eaten an unwilling person earlier but wanted to avoid another lecture
on shrunken men’s rights.
Danielle rolled her eyes. “Okay sure. I’ll put you out there,
but I’m not saying no if he insists on me. Who was it that asked for me?”
“I can’t remember his name.” She scanned the crowd. “That
guy over there in the blue shirt. Real Cute.” She pointed to a man who had his
back to them. He was watching Jackie eat the last of her group.
Halfway over to him Danielle recognized him.
(Quinton,
aka Quinn)
“Quinton!” she said excitedly and hurried forward to hug
him. After they embraced she added, “It is so sweet of you to visit me at work!
How did you know I needed a friendly face today?” She cocked her hips to one
side and smiled up at him in a disarming and beautiful manor.
“Well, I remember you talking about your job last night and
that woman who became upset. I thought I would come to say hello,” said Quinton
evenly.
“That is so thoughtful of you Quinn, you know I…” Danielle
looked down to where she had taken hold of her friend’s hand and noticed the
red wrist bracelet.
She let go in surprise. “Quinton?! Why are you wearing a “prey” bracelet?”
“Your friend Rachael gave it to me when I came in,” said
Quinn matter-of-factly.
“She shouldn’t be
doing that! The next time I see her, I’m going to give her a piece of my
mind!”, Danielle exclaimed, her voice tinged with fury as she looked in the
direction of the hostess.
Danielle got along with almost everyone, but Rachael
commonly gave Danielle a hard time. She didn’t eat as many people as most of
the servers, not because she wasn’t pretty but because she was often simply
overlooked. As a result, she resented that Danielle didn’t like her eating
unwilling men.
“I was going to tell you,” said Quinton when Danielle turned
back to him. “I plan to be eaten today. I actually was going to tell you
yesterday but wanted to surprise you.”
“Well, mission complete,” said Danielle, feeling suddenly
emotional. “Why would you think I would want to be surprised about one of my
best friends being gone forever?” Talking around the lump in her throat, “If
you’re not there, who will I talk to?”
“I thought you would approve,” said Quinton. “Don’t you make
your living eating other people?”
“Yes, but none of them are my friends,” argued Danielle. “I’ve never swallowed anyone I’ve known
before. And I…really like you”, she said, as if she were realizing it just as
she said it aloud.
“Well. That’s the thing. Umm,” Quinton obviously had
something he wanted to say but was too embarrassed to get it out.
“What is it Quinton? You know you can talk to me. No secrets
between us, right?”
“I was wondering if you would do the honors,” said Quinton
quickly, before he lost the courage to speak.
“You mean eat you?” said Danielle.
“Yes. Only if you
want to of course,” added Quinton.
“Is this something that you decided upon yesterday?”
“Well no. Not as such. I’ve been thinking about you for a
while. Not always you understand. My friendship with you wasn’t based on that.
But I always thought that the people you eat here were lucky. I’ve had the
giantess vore fantasy for a while, which of course you already knew about. I
was just scared to act on my feelings. I was hoping I could be devoured by a
pretty girl who was also a friend.”
“Quinton I had no idea
you were feeling this way. Why didn’t you think to talk to me about it?”
“I’m sorry. I just couldn’t work up the guts to talk to you.
That’s the real reason I showed up here today. I wanted to tell you yesterday.
I tried even but I just wasn’t able to.”
“Oh sweetie, are you sure this is what you want?” asked
Danielle. "It's so...final."
A wave of embarrassment washed over Quinton’s face. “Listen
it was a bad idea to involve a friend. I can just ask someone else. There! I
can ask that lady there. No big deal,” said Quinton, indicating a strikingly
pretty woman traversing the space of the room.
Danielle turned.
“No. Not her! I don’t want you giving yourself to her.” She
didn’t add that she hated the restaurant owner, Meghyn.
“Listen Quinton. You’re my friend, so as a friend I want to
make sure you understand what you’re getting into. We generally rush people
over the fine print when they sign the legal agreement to be eaten. There is no
turning back once you sign do you understand. If you sign, you’re getting
eaten!”
“I know. It’s what I want”, he replied, seemingly adamant.
“And if you really want me to, I..I’ll swallow you”, she
responded, looking down at his chest.
“Do you mean it? I don’t want to ask you to if you don’t
want to.” said Quinton.
“Of course I want to. I’ve thought you’d be tasty in the
past. I just never thought too much about it since we are good friends”,
Danielle sounded like she was trying to talk herself into it, “but I do enjoy
eating willing people Quinton. It’ll be…fun.” Danielle forced a smile at him,
hoping it was convincing. They hugged.