Extend the Story - Add a Room

Demonic Appetite

By: sup

"Mila...you sound very worried. But please. There's no reason for you to be. After all, being worried will only make you much less...palatable." Morgana commented as she licked her fangs.

"Um...palatable?" Mila asked in confusion and fear.

"Is that word over your head, dear? Would you prefer...appetizing, delectable, appealing? Gourmet may be a bit of a stretch though." Morgana pondered as she chuckled.

"It almost sounds as if she's..." Mila whispered to Tam-Tam.

"Planning to have us for her dinner, I have to agree. She's got that look in her eye. Like a dog eyeing a bone." Tam-Tam said.

"Well what do we do?" Mila asked. "I mean...the Morgana we knew might still be in there."

"I agree on some level but right now, she seems more focused on making a meal of us. So...run!" Tam-Tam said as she and Mila started waddling away as best they could.

"Hey, don't go! Running is just going to make you stringy and tough." Morgana said as she chased after the two fatties. Both very worried about who was going to become dinner.

Both manage to escape the demoness