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Ninten trailed his fingers over Claus' smooth skin. Claus just stared at Ninten. Why was he rubbing his arm like that?
"Dude, stop. We're in school, and I don't want someone to think I'm with you." Claus complained, trying to get his friend to stop.
"Claus, you look tasty." Ninten replied, looking at his arm.
Claus froze for a moment. Of course, he was used to his friend's weird sense of humour that his other friends had also shared, but this was crossing the line.
"Is that an innuendo or something?" Claus questioned, a bit shocked.
"No. I meant that in an actual way. I wonder what you taste like" Ninten replied, in a serious tone.
"Ninten what the actual f-" Claus was cut off when Ninten left the room suddenly. Everyone was confused.
Claus decided to try to find Ninten. What did he mean by that? Something strange was going on.
"Ninten, where are you?" Claus called down the halls of the school. No response.
Suddenly, Claus felt a weight on top of him. It was Ninten who had jumped on his back.
"NINTEN WHAT TH-" Claus was once again cut off, but this time Ninten had put his hand over his mouth, keeping him from talking.
Ninten smirked.
"Claus, I bet you taste good. I'm gonna eat you." Ninten whispered into Claus' ear.
Ninten then began taking off Claus's hoodie in the middle of the hall, exposing his skin. Claus tried to scream, but couldn't.
Then, Ninten began eating claus. Literally. Well, eating isn't really the word. Voring. Ninten began voring Claus.
Claus tried to scream, but the more he went down Ninten, the more warm and comfortable it was. Claus gave in, sitting in Ninten's warm stomach.
"You tasted really good, claus." Ninten said, rubbing his belly which now contained his friend.