# HNTBL 31: Don’t Become Show-And-Tell

By: TheDragonBoy

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How Not To Become Lunch: 31 - Don’t Become Show-And-Tell

“Um, Sissy, I’m not sure this is such a good idea.”

“Sure it is! Come on Coby, open wide!”

The bear cub somewhat reluctantly opened his jaws, stretching them as wide as he could.

“Stop it! Let me go! I don’t wanna go in there!” The kid at the end of Sissy’s arm squirmed and struggled as he tried to pull out of the furry little girl’s grip, but her budding werewolf strength kept him securely in her grasp.

Sissy didn’t pay him much mind, though, not even as she heaved him closer and stuffed him headfirst into her friend’s waiting maw, turning his protests into muffled yelps of complaint.

*gulp*

Came the strained sound from the young bear’s throat. He’d swallowed immediately, his unfamiliar predatory instincts springing into action with surprising force. He could feel the pressure in his throat, and the little bulge the human boy’s head made as it rested in his neck. It was tight, but pleasant, enticing even. His instincts called on him again to swallow hard, and he followed along almost before thinking.

*gulp*

He felt the wave of pressure grip the human in his mouth- his meal- and pull it towards his belly, where a little spark suddenly flickered within, like a mighty engine attempting to start for the first time, a machine that would take his tasty, wriggling snack and melt it down into fuel for his hungry belly to absorb, letting him grow big and strong just like his big brother.

There was just one problem… the kid in his mouth didn’t budge.

*gulp* went the cub again, and while he could feel his throat trying its best, it just couldn’t quite stretch far enough to get past those pesky shoulders.

“Sissy?” he tried to say, but his voice was as muffled as his would-be meal’s. Still the little werewolf seemed to get the idea.

“Come on! You can do it!” She encouraged, and gave the human she was holding for him a little shove.

*gulp*

But still the boy descended no further down the fur-covered neck.

“Come on, get in there!” Sissy instructed the boy with a hint of frustration, trying again and again to force him inside. “You. Are. Supposed. To. Be. Bear. Food. Ugh-ahh!”

There was a noisy thud as Sissy managed to knock all three of them over, dropping the human and landing on top of Coby who in turn coughed up the boy’s head in a panic. The saliva-soaked kid scrambled away as quickly as he could, while the two little pred cubs each gave a weary groan.

“Sorry,” Sissy apologized, rolling off of him.

“It’s okay. Thanks for trying to help,” he replied. They both sounded equally disappointed.

A shadow from above caught their attention.

“Are you two alright?” asked Mrs. Pride.

They both turned their frowning faces up toward the concerned lioness and nodded. Their teacher smiled down at them sympathetically.

“I saw what happened,” she told them in an understanding tone. “Sissy, I know you’re excited that you’re finally big enough to eat humans, but Coby still has a little more growing to do first.”

“But how much?” she asked. “We’re the same age.”

Coby couldn’t help but be reminded that, despite that fact, the werewolf girl was still slightly taller than he was.

“That’s true, but everyone’s different. We just have to wait and see.” She caught the bear cub’s look of growing disappointment. “Don’t worry,” she added. “One day Coby will be just as big as his big brother, maybe even bigger. Then you two can both eat all the humans you can get your hands on.”

The little boy’s expression softened.

“I’m going to go see if Billy needs help cleaning the saliva out of his hair. You two should go over to the table, it’s almost time for show-and-tell.”

“Okay,” Sissy replied.

“Thanks, Mrs. Pride,” Coby added.

She smiled again before walking off.

…

Sissy grinned ear to ear, wiggling in her seat as she held back her excitement. She hadn’t had the best track record with show-and-tell in the past, but today she’d brought the ultimate show-and-tell; indisputable evidence that she was a great predator, just like her big sis. She’d easily be the coolest kid in class.

As she awaited her turn, she clutched the paper bag in her lap and mentally praised herself for all the hard work she’d gone through to get to this moment. She’d spent all day talking it up, teasing her friends about it, but she’d managed to keep it a secret from everyone, even the teacher. And she’d been so clever, getting one of those glass jars with the cork so none of those twitchy noses around her would spoil the surprise. Not even her mom had noticed it! Everyone was going to be so impressed. They wouldn’t be able to believe it.

“Sissy, you’re next,” Mrs. Pride called.

The little werewolf practically leapt up and very nearly ran to the front of the room, but managed to restrain herself to a fast walk to keep within her teacher’s rules. On the way there, she passed the previous kid, returning to his desk, who’d just finished showing off his… um… well, she hadn’t really been paying attention, but whatever it had been, hers would be a hundred times better!

There were little whispers and shifts as she reached the teachers desk and turned to face her audience. She grinned so wide you could see her pointy little teeth poking through her muzzle.

“Alright, Sissy, what did you bring for show-and-tell today?”

“Only the coolest thing ever!” she blurted out, finally ready for the big reveal. “I brought the only bits left of the first human I ever digested!”

Mrs. Pride’s pleasant smile lasted for about a second longer, until she put two and two together and realized what the excited little werewolf must be talking about. By that point, Sissy had opened up her paper bag and reached inside. A quick peek over her student’s shoulder revealed the cork-sealed jar inside, along with a glimpse of the-

“Ooookay,” Mrs. Pride interrupted, rushing to put a hand on Sissy’s and keep her show-and-tell unshown.

The reaction left the little werewolf confused and speechless; she looked up at the lioness with a startled frown.

“Sissy, that’s the kind of thing you’re supposed to keep private,” she said softly. She put her furry hands around the bag and pulled it away as gently as she could, but the poor little girl’s face contorted to the brink of tears; you’d think someone had just taken her teddy bear. “It’s okay,” Mrs. Pride soothed. “I’ll keep this in my desk for now, just go back to your seat and we’ll talk about it after class, okay?”

Sissy, upset and embarrassed, turned and scurried back to her desk with her eyes stuck to the floor, definitely not on the brink of tears.

Stupid teacher! she thought to herself as the next kid was called to the front. That was MY human! She can’t TAKE him! It’s not fair! I churned him up in my belly and everything!

The dejected pup sniffled quietly and sunk back into her chair… but then she caught a whiff of something. She perked back up a bit and sniffed again, this time deliberately. That smells like a… Her belly grumbled, and she nearly smiled at the thought. Yes, a snack was just what she needed to lift her spirits.

…

“Alright Jonah, why don’t you go next,” Mrs. Pride directed. “Yours is out in the hall, right? You want to bring it in?”

“Yes!” a little human boy excitedly replied. He stood up briskly and all eyes followed as he ran toward the classroom’s entrance. He never left their sight, only opened the door, reached outside and dragged in a large object. It was twice his width and at least triple his height, draped in a large cloth which covered all but the little, squeaky wheels it rode on. Tiny oohs and aahs came from the class as he rolled it to the front.

“What is that?” one of the kids asked himself rather loudly.

“This,” Jonah replied proudly, “is my pet b-”

*BUUURP*

A few of the kids laughed, and a few more, including Jonah himself, seemed confused. That hadn’t been him, but it had sounded pretty close. Actually, it sounded like it had come from inside the…

Jonah pulled the cover off the cage, in a moment that was supposed to have been his big reveal, but instead it turned out to be someone else’s. The cover fell, and there in the cage, was-

“Sissy!?” Mrs. Pride said with surprise.

“Wha- Why are you in my cage?” Jonah asked, quite startled himself, and a bit annoyed that his moment was being ruined.

“I… I got stuck,” the little werewolf admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed in front of all the other kids.

Their teacher quickly reached over and opened the latch to the door, letting Sissy crawl back out. She shook herself instinctively to loosen her fur, now that she felt free of that tight space.

“Why’d you set a trap in school?” she asked, half curious and confused, and half sour that she’d fallen into it. “What did you wanna catch?”

“What trap? This is my- Hey! Where’s Tweety!?” Jonah asked, frantically sticking his head inside and looking around.

*guuuurgle* came the long, rising call of a nearby belly, culminating in a second, tiny *urp*

The boy looked back in time to see a small handful of yellow feathers pop out of the little werewolf’s mouth and fall to the ground with a light splat, their airy barbs weighed down by saliva.

“*gasp*! Tweety! Spit him out! Spit him out!”

“Tweety?” Sissy repeated, confused.

“My bird!”

“Ooooh,” the little werewolf replied, sounding as if she understood everything now. “I can’t spit out the birdie, ‘cause I already swallowed it, see?” She opened her muzzle with an “ahhh” to show him the clearly vacant, red-ridged maw leading back to the drop of her throat.

“But- but-”

“Oh! Were you saving it for later?” she asked, sounding almost regretful. “Is that why it was in the cage? I can catch you another one if you want.” Normally she wouldn’t really care, seeing as he was just a human and all, but she knew what it was like to have your snack stolen, and she was always up for a test of her hunting skills- especially since she knew the poor human wouldn’t be able to catch one himself. But Jonah didn’t seem too happy with her very generous offer.

“No! I want Tweety! Give him back!” he insisted.

“But he’s already in my belly,” she replied, pointing to her shirt-covered midriff, “I can’t give him back now… Oh! I can bring you what comes out tomorrow!” she offered.

“Sissy,” their teacher warned. “Remember what I told you earlier?”

“Yes, Mrs. Pride,” she replied politely, then looked back to Jonah and shrugged. “Sorry,” she said halfheartedly. With her first-digested-human held hostage, her hands were tied; she was not about to risk something so important over this.

“Very good, Sissy, now get back to your seat. Jonah, you can put your cage back outside first.”

“But Tweety!” the little boy protested.

“I’m sorry, dear. Taking care of a pet is a lot of responsibility and sometimes these things happen if you aren’t careful.”

Jonah saw Sissy turn to walk away, his precious Tweety buried somewhere inside her. He just couldn’t bear it.

“No!!” the little boy yelled, and he lunged at Sissy as if he were a predator himself, crashing into her from the side and knocking them both to the ground.

“Jonah!” Mrs. Pride exclaimed in a scolding tone.

But the boy wasn’t listening. Taking advantage of the confusion he managed to find Sissy’s belly (not hard with the way it was gurgling) and gave it a firm shove, hoping to somehow force his pet back out.

*BURP* came Sissy’s response, accompanied by a few more feathers, and a tiny, wet, glob of something unrecognizable. But nothing vaguely bird sized or shaped escaped her hungry gut.

“Hey! What are you doing!? Stop it, meanie!” Sissy yelled, instinctively bringing her arms and knees in to shield herself.

He tried to get in for another shove, but he’d only managed to knock her down because she wasn’t expecting it. Now that the surprise had worn off, he just couldn’t manage to get her furry limbs to budge; and she was quickly realizing how little effort it took to resist him, how powerless he was against her…

Wriggling on top of her, Jonah tried to worm a hand past her defenses, still trying in vain to get closer to his pet, failing to realize just how much of a mistake he was making.

“If you want your stupid birdie so bad, then you can go with him!” Sissy barked.

Her voice caught Jonah’s attention just in time for him to glance up and see the red ridges of her maw for the second time, only now they weren’t innocently on display, they were charging straight for him. Before he knew it, he felt his head lodge between her jaws with a wet *schlorp*, and his world became dark, fleshy and tight. And then the hungry little predator began to swallow.

*GULP*

Sissy sucked the boy’s shoulders into her muzzle, pressing at the entrance to her throat, where her classmate’s head was currently resting. She felt that rush again, just like she had the other day when she’d eaten her show-and-tell. Her heart leapt in her chest, right above her belly which she could feel burbling and bubbling in hungry anticipation. He tried to struggle, flailing his arms around her face and neck, but just like with her last human she grabbed hold of his noodle arms, held them against his sides, and proceeded to slurp them up alongside his chest.

*GULP*

She attempted another big swallow, but she couldn’t quite manage it. She felt her throat’s pull slip against her meal’s furless skin as his shoulders awkwardly refused to follow his lead down her gullet. Her position was all wrong! She’d never be able to get him down with him lying on top of her like that. He started struggling even harder, threatening to pull free. Sissy felt the urge to roll over and pin him underneath herself to keep him under control, but she knew that would be an even worse position; her big sis had told her so, no room for her prey to bend, or for her belly to grow.

For a terrifying moment, Sissy thought she might be about to lose her newly claimed meal- and in front of the whole class! But then: salvation- in the form of a familiar bear cub.

“Gotcha!” Coby called, coming out of nowhere and grabbing Jonah’s kicking legs.

Sissy rejoiced! And a renewed rush of hunger and predatory excitement ran through her little body. She started to tilt her head back, lifting his chest off of hers with her muzzle. Coby caught on and followed her lead, supporting the boy’s legs as she guided him up into the air, until he was straight above her. With all his unsupported weight pressing at her eager gullet, the pup gave another hearty swallow.

*GULP*

Down went Jonah’s shoulders- not to mention most of his chest. Sissy felt her belly rumble- though whether that was in anticipation for her new meal, or just it taking care of her recent snack, she couldn’t say. Either way, it made a sound loud enough for the whole class to hear, prompting cheers from the more excitable preds, while many of the human kids squirmed uncomfortably in their seats.

*GULP*

She swallowed again and felt her meal’s head rush into her belly, pleasure and satisfaction rippling out like a shockwave, running back up her bulging throat and leaking out onto her prey in the form of fresh saliva with which to speed his descent. Coby almost dropped the squirming legs with how quickly Sissy had sucked the human into her muzzle. Her gut gave a symphony of overlapping gurgles, sounding rather eager and excited to claim its newest meal, and the little pup was all too happy to oblige.

*GULP*

The werewolf girl’s belly began to balloon up and out as her soon-to-be-former classmate slipped down and in, growing into a large bulge which wiggled and jiggled with the struggles of the boy inside.

Glad as she was to be enjoying another human, she had no particular urge to savor this one. He was a meanie, and all she really wanted was to get him packed away in her tummy so it could do its work. Following her instincts, she gave a series of curt little gulps, and sent the remaining bits of her unexpected meal disappearing down her throat.

*gulp* *gulp* *gulp* … *ahhh*

Sissy smiled; it was very hard to stay cross with a freshly squirming belly.

“There. Now you get your birdie and I get you. Everyone’s happy,” she said to her gut. It gurgled and jiggled in reply along with a few muffled protests from within- the sound of a happy belly in full agreement.

She tried to sit up, but found that the weight of her meal combined with all the wiggling made it a bit difficult. Luckily, Coby was still there to offer her a hand.

“Here,” the cub offered helpfully.

“Coby!” Sissy exclaimed now that her mouth was empty. “You saved my lunch!”

“Yeah,” he replied with a little strain as he started hauling his bloated friend off the ground. “You were trying to help me before, so I-”

“You’re the best!” she interrupted as soon as she was back on her feet, and immediately spread her arms and went in for a big hug.

“Whoa!” Coby barely managed to catch her as her bulging belly rammed into his, nearly knocking them both over. But she didn’t seem to notice, just squeezed him tight for a moment, giving him a very firm impression of the fresh meal squirming around inside her as it was squished between them.

“Um, thanks, Sissy,” he replied awkwardly, still somewhat struggling to hold them both up.

“Alright,” Mrs. Pride said, reaching down to keep them from falling over. “Coby, why don’t you help your friend back to her seat. Billy, you can come up next and show us your show-and-tell.”

“Wait!” Sissy called. “Can I do mine? Pleeeaase?” she pleaded, with the innocence that only a little canine girl could manage. “I have a new one.”

Mrs. Pride thought for a moment and then smirked, guessing what she had in mind.

“Sure, go ahead, Sissy,” the lioness replied.

With Coby’s help, the bloated werewolf took a few uneven steps back toward the front of the room and then turned to face the class.

“This is Jonah,” she declared, gesturing to her belly. “He’s the third human I’ve eaten.”

Originally Published: 6-Jun-2021