Medieval Vore Chapter 1

"We should head back, Eric," Will urged, "it's dangerous to be in town alone, especially when all the other townspeople are at the river."
"Don't be so scared, Will," the seventeen-year-old barked back, "everyone is over there, even the women, so you don't have to be afraid. The only people here right now are us and the guards."
"Even so, don't you think that the bandits might come and eat us? It's more likely for that to happen since all the women are at the river."
The town where they were at was called Penmore, one of the only towns in the region that had both males and females living in the same vicinity. This was because every female in the world had the power to eat living being whole, this was caused by a powerful female magician named Tera, who created the spell many centuries ago –back in the time when magic was still known to mankind. It is written that after the spell was cast, all the male magicians were hunted down and eaten by Tera's followers, so that no one could negate the effects done by her.  Now, because of the spell by this ancient sorceress, every woman had the strength of ten men, the speed that could rival a small horse, and the reflexes that could put any veteran warrior to shame.
As a result of this spell, the social structure of the entire world was changed to the point where men were nothing more than cattle, save for the fact that they were still needed to make children. With this in mind, many years ago, the founders of Penmore made a pact with a group of nomadic women, and formed two districts: one for men, and the other for women.
"Don't worry about it," Eric said, slightly annoyed, "nothing happens in this town besides the women eating some men, and even then, it has always been the women of this town who did the eating."
What Eric said was true, the founders of Penmore created a pact that required the women to defend the town in exchange for residence and food. The women could eat any male scot-free –given that they only eat a certain amount a year–, provided with the best residence, and had their own form of government within their district. The elders of the male district forbade the trespass of males into the female district save for punishments and their annual event called "The Gamble" –where all the males above 30 would risk their lives for the sake of the next generation, named for the fact that the women could still eat them if they weren't careful.
"Even so," Will continued, looking around cautiously, "what's to say that a girl isn't here like we are, waiting for someone like us to come back to the town early, and then eat us?!"
"There's two of us, so I don't think that we will have to worry about something like that."
Will was a shy, anxious character, even though he was much stronger than other fifteen-year-olds his age. His dark hair and brown eyes made for any girl to run after him –if it wasn’t for the fact that he might be eaten that is…
Where Will lacked in *ahem* willpower, Eric excelled in boldness; however the same thing inversely goes for his looks. Though the gods blessed him with an array of colorful green eyes and curly blond, he lacked a lot in the face department. All the scuffles and brawls he’s been in has caused a large assortment of scars on his face: one on his cheek, another over his eye, and even one on his eyelid from a rock, just to name a few.
“You know how strong they are, even I can’t match a girl who is two years younger than me! They could just jump us at a corner and eat us one by one!”
Eric was yet to beat Will at an arm-wrestling competition, let alone a wrestling match.
“And what about it?” Eric countered, “there’s two of us, if something happens the other can just go call one of the guards. The women may be able to freely eat whomever they decide, but that doesn’t mean we won’t go down without a fight. All you have to do is yell.”
“If you say so.”
That's when they heard a female scream, coming from the outskirts of the forest near the women's district.
"Someone's in trouble," Eric declared, starting to head towards the sound, "we have to help!"
"What are you doing," Will said, grabbing his arm, "you were about to go through the women's district. Don't you know what will happen if someone saw you?"
"I don't care, it's the fastest way to the sound. And besides, if we were to go around, it would be too late. Whatever is going on would be finished by the time we got there."
"We can't do anything, remember? Maybe some of the women by the river noticed the noise, we don't know if their hearing is better than ours, also do you want to come across them when you get over there? You could die!"
"We both know that all the women's hearing is the same as ours." -Eric groaned in anger-- "fine, if you don't want to go, then I will!”
And with that, Eric shrugged off Will’s arm and sprinted through the women’s district and towards the sound of screaming. As Eric was running, he didn’t even bother to look around at his surroundings, all he cared about was to try and help whoever made that scream. He could hear the sounds of a struggle in the distance and continued to follow it.
Please, let me make it there in time. He pleaded to himself.
He reached the edge of the women’s district and found a girl around his age being pinned down by a large wolf , with its pack surrounding it. The girl was holding the wolf back with one hand, its maw trying to grab onto whatever piece of flesh it could bite off, the other hand was reaching over towards a dagger that was just inches away from her fingertips. The pack was getting restless, some even took to biting at her reaching hand, only to get punched in the nose for their trouble. For a while, the wolves would back off and let their pack leader try and finish off their prey, but they again grew tired and tried it again.
“This isn’t good,” Eric muttered to himself, “at this rate she will die.”
Looking around, Eric found a long, thick branch and wielded it as his weapon. He took a large breath and began running towards the pack. He raised his into the air, as if ready to crash it down on any beast that came in his way, and let out a war cry. The wolves turned towards him, even the large one that pinned the girl.
Using the opportunity, the girl hit the wolf with her free hand, causing it to stagger off her, and grabbed her dagger. She quickly got into a fighting stance, the hunting outfit she wore was slightly torn at her arms, a trail of blood could be seen slowly trickling down her hand.
Eric continued his charge and hit the nearest wolf on the head, knocking it down the ground, wincing in pain. He swung the branch to his right, hitting another wolf that tried to pounce on him, but breaking his weapon in the process. Using what remained of the branch, he swung it at the closest wolf; however, the sudden change of length of the weapon proved too much and the branch merely scratched the wolf’s whiskers. Irritated, the wolf pounced on Eric, who tried to throw the branch at it in hopes of dealing some damage. The branch missed, allowing for the wolf to pin the poor boy under its weight.
The wind was knocked out of Eric when his back hit the ground. He saw stars, but he kept his hands raised to try and prevent the wolf from eating his face. It snarled at him, saliva dripped  down from its gaping maw and onto Eric’s face as it tried to score a bite. Unlike the girl, who was now facing off the rest of the wolf with little trouble, Eric lacked the strength required to punch the wolf without allowing it to bite him. Instead, he tried to roll the wolf with him as he pushed his body quickly to one side. The wolf, caught completely by surprise from the sudden change in motion, went down to its side. Eric then proceeded to punch the wolf repeatedly, even grabbing a nearby rock to help him kill it.
When he finished off the wolf, Eric looked over and saw that the girl had finished off the rest of the pack save for the pack leader. They were squaring off, circling one another, waiting for a potential opening that would allow for a finishing blow.
The silver wolf moved first, jumping at the huntress with lighting speed. But the huntress quickly dodged the attack, using the knife to cut two of the wolf’s legs in quick succession.
The wolf howled in pain, trying desperately to get up with its two injured legs. It collapsed, trying in vain to move away from the approaching predator.
“You caused me a good amount of trouble,” the girl said to the wolf, her voice was that of an angel, “now it’s time for me to get what I came for.”
As the huntress approached the wolf, it tried to bite her, even scratch her with its working front paw, only to have its paw broken and mouth clamped by the girls bare hands. She licked her lips, looked into the alpha male –his eyes were pleading, hoping, resigning –he knew what was going to happen.
She started by kissing the wolf’s nose, her lips slowly began to stretch over the wolf’s maw, who was weakly struggling. She began to pull the wolf’s head closer to her, reaching up to the wolf’s eyes, staring at them as she went. The wolf just lowered his ears and eyes in resignation. She continued to swallow her prey whole, her lips reaching over its head, working on its torso. The huntress’ eyes filled with joy as she lifted the beast’s forelegs, feeding them into her mouth, they twitched slightly as they entered –much to the satisfaction of the huntress. The shirt of her hunter’s outfit moved up towards her ample breasts as the continued to devour her prey. The shirt grew taut, eventually ripping. She moaned as her lips reached the creature’s hind legs, casually brushing her hair back into place. She gain fed the animal’s legs into her maw, saving the tail for last. When the tail was left, she slowly slurped it down, like a noodle. She gave out a satisfied belch, and then moaned with pleasure. The girl, now belly full of prey, sat back and watch the feeble squirms of the once proud beast. She then closes her eyes, content.
Eric didn’t know what to say, or what to do. This was the first time he has ever seen a girl actually devour something besides regular food. He stood there for a moment, taking in what he had just witnessed. It was a few minutes before he decided it was best to get away, he had done what he had came to do. He took a few steps, hoping not to awaken the girl who had just defeated a pack of wolves, along with eating the pack leader.
The huntress’ eyes shot open as she heard the sound of movement, her eyes locked onto Eric, who froze in place.
“Who are you?” she demanded, “what are you doing here?”
She started to get up, her stomach rumbled viciously. Even with the weight, she seemed to move with ease.
He began to stammer, quickly trying to explain to her the reason why he was there.
“P-please don’t eat me,” Eric said, backing off from this monster he thought was a girl, “I-I was trying to help.”
The girl approached Eric with amazing speed, one minute she was 50 yards away, the next, she was right in front of his face. She looked into his eyes carefully, looking for any signs of deceit. When she found none, she smiled. It was a beautiful smile. She had beautiful blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a perfect complexion. Her body was an hourglass –if you were to ignore the large bulge that swayed ever so slightly with her movements. Upon that mound of flash lay two other mounds of flash, perfect orbs that looked as if they were small melons freshly picked form the fields.
“Well I’ll just have to thank you,” she said, her tone was one of delight, “without you distracting them, I probably would have died.”
She closed in on him with lightning speed, pressing her lips to his.
The act stunned him, and he panicked, he didn’t want to end up like the wolf. But her lips were soft and inviting, as if nothing would happen if they stayed there any longer. He knew better, her stomach pressed slightly on him as she leaned towards him for the kiss.
But before he could try and struggle, she pulled back as quickly as she approached. She smiled at him, it was as if an angel were smiling down upon him.
“Thank you for saving me,” she said sweetly, “I am in your debt. Now I can return to the chief and complete my trial.”
“So that explains why the guards didn’t come when you screamed.”
She put her finger to her lips, in thought.
“Yeah… that’s why…” the huntress said with a slight chuckle.
Shivers rushed up and down Eric’s spine. He had to leave, he didn’t want to be caught with this predator any longer.
He moved back slowly, trying to not offend the girl while also maintaining his distance.
“Aw,” the girl pouted, her belly jiggling slightly, “don’t go away, I don’t even know the name of my ‘hero’.”
“Uh…” Eric stammered, never before has he ever been lost at words, this was too much for him. He had to get away, and fast! “Goodbye!”
Eric ran off.
The girl shrugged, and went back to her spot in the meadow. She gave out a sigh of disappointment and went back to sleep.
On the long way back home, Eric looked back to where the girl was, lying down, caressing the swollen blob of flesh that was her stomach. It was strange, after seeing firsthand for the first time how women could so easily eat another leaving creature whole so effortlessly, and yet…
And yet…