The Misadventurs of Bandit: Carnivore Coffee Shop
#2 of Vore
**The Misadventures of Bandit: The Unlucky Lemur © Berserker B
- Carnivore Coffee Shop -**
It was 10:25 am, on a Friday morning, and chemistry class was in session. As the professor lectured on about acids and bases, about half the class was either asleep, or too confused to care anymore. There were five minutes left in the class, and most people would be ready to pack up and leave by now. Not Bandit, he hung on the professor's every word, and copied down every example. Bandit was one of the top students in the class; he was a top student in every science related class he had ever taken.
The professor glanced at his watch, and decided to end the lecture. Most of the class got up in a hurry, ready to bolt out at a moments notice.
"Not so fast," the professor said to the eager to leave class. "Remember that Monday will be the second exam of the semester." Nearly everyone groaned. "Now the exam will cover everything from chapters four through seven, so be prepared. Good day."
All the students filed out of class, most either gave the professor a dirty look while he wasn't looking, while others just looked downtrodden. Not Bandit, he was psyched about the test, and with his careful note taking, plus the fact that he never missed a lecture, he was bound to get an A once again.
He made his way through the halls of the building, down some stairs, and he almost made it out the door.
"Hey Bandit, hold on," came a female voice from behind him.
He turned and saw Trisha Tigala, a female tiger, and fellow chemistry classmate, running towards him.
"Glad I caught you. Listen, I could really use your help this weekend."
Bandit gave her a weary look. "What do you need my help for?"
She placed her paws together in a begging position. "Please, oh, please, help me study for this exam. I really need to get a B or higher or my parents are going to flip. You're really smart, and I've watched you take notes, so I was hoping you could help me." She gave him incredibly sad and pleading face.
Bandit normally would jump at the opportunity to help a fellow classmate in need, especially if that classmate was a girl. However, considering Trisha was a carnivore, and there were some nasty reports of students disappearing along the campus, his enthusiasm to help was not high.
"Listen Trisha, I'd like to but...to be honest, I don't feel comfortable hanging out alone with a, well, carnivore, such as yourself." He hoped that would dissuade her.
Trisha, however, simply perked up. "I wasn't asking us to be alone. We could meet in a public location." She thought for a moment. "How about that coffee shop on 23rd street."
Bandit recalled where she mentioned. "Oh yeah, I know where that is." He scratched the back of his head. "Well, I mean, I might..."
She unexpectedly wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! I'll see you there around One-ish. Bye." She released her hug, and not a moment too soon, and left the young lemur, alone and confused about what just happened.
Later that day, Bandit returned to his dorm, exhausted and weary from his classes. He threw his bag to the foot of his bed, and then flopped down onto his bed. He sighed, and thought about what he would do about tomorrow and Trisha.
Not a moment passed before the door opened again, and his dorm mate, a mouse by the name of Luke, walked in and flopped onto the other bed.
Bandit looked at Luke, who looked back at him. "Hey," he said halfheartedly.
"Hey," Luke returned in the same tone of voice.
They stared at each other for a minute, before both boys burst out laughing.
Luke sat up and asked, "So how were your classes?"
Bandit sat up and replied, "Same old, same old. Although, something odd happened after chemistry."
"What, did the professor grow a sense of humor?"
Bandit scoffed. "No, nothing that shocking. Actually, a girl asked me to a coffee shop tomorrow for a study date."
Luke responded with, "Re~ally. And who pray tell would ask you out on a date?"
Bandit gave his friend an irritated face. "It's not a 'date' date, just a study session."
"Alright whatever. Still, who asked?"
Bandit struggled to say the name. "It was...it was... it was T-Trisha... Trisha Tigala."
"What!" Luke yelled as he shot to his feet. "Are you insane? She's a carnivore, but more importantly, she's cat, a c-a-t, cat."
"I know, sheesh. You don't think I haven't realized that."
Luke paced the dorm back and forth. "How could you agree to something like this?"
Bandit blushed, "Well, she kind of pushed it on me, and well, I mean, I didn't agree completely, but she seemed so happy and I think she really needs my help."
Luke gave him a 'whatever' face. "Yeah she needs help alright, a nice helping of Lemur in her belly. She's a meat eater man, and you are meat."
"Come on man, we are going to a public place. It's not like she would try anything with a bunch of people watching."
"Not unless they were all carnivores," Luke replied.
"Listen Luke, you're just like this because she's a cat."
"Exactly! I know cats. They are sneaky and cunning, and if you turn your back on them, Bam, you wind up on the missing persons page." He paced the room some more, then stopped and stared directly into his friend's eyes. "Are you still going to go?"
Bandit titled his head up and ribbed his temples. "I don't know...I guess so," Luke gave him a grunt of disproval, "but I won't be an idiot. Come on, you know me."
"Yeah I do. That's why I'm worried," Luke responded. He moved over to his friend and placed a paw on his shoulder. "Listen, if you are going to go through with this, remember two things, and you might survive. First off, do not let her get you alone with her, period. Second, whatever you do, do not let her seduce you."
Bandit brushed his friend's paw off his shoulder. "Oh come on, I'm not that sexually deprived."
Luke raised an eyebrow. "Oh really. And when was the last time you were with a girl?"
Bandit's cheeks flushed. "Err, well, that was... I think it was... Hey! This isn't about my sex life."
"Trust me my friend. It's always about your sex life," Luke said with a wily grin.
Saturday afternoon rolled around, and Bandit found himself standing in front of the coffee shop as promised. He glanced at his cell phone, which said the time was just about one o'clock. He looked up at the sign, and almost jumped out of his fur when he felt a paw grab his shoulder.
"Hey there, glad you showed up." It was Trisha, who looked a lot more vibrant than she did in class. Trisha stood about a half foot taller than Bandit did. When she stood next to him, Bandit felt small, not only in height, but in relative strength. He knew she could easily beat him in just about any form of physical activity, which was just another reason he needed to avoid being alone with her.
They entered the shop, which was full of people from all over. There were carnivores mixed with herbivores, and everyone seemed to be getting along peacefully. After waiting in line for a few minutes, Bandit ordered an espresso, while Trisha ordered a cappuccino.
After their drinks were ready, Trisha led Bandit to an open door that led into a small room.
"Let's study in here. It'll be much more quiet and we can study without any interruptions." Trisha motioned Bandit to enter.
Bandit stood where he was. He remembered Luke's words about not being alone with her. "Listen, I would rather work out here, if it's alright with you," he said nervously.
"Huh, why? It's too noisy out here, and we'll never get any work done."
"Well, I would feel more comfortable being around a place that has... people."
Trisha rolled her eyes. "Oh now I get it. You're afraid I'm going to try and eat you, aren't you."
"A little," Bandit replied.
"Look, I really need your help studying, so why would I try and eat you. Look, the door does not even have a lock." She pointed the lack of a lock to him. "And besides, I'm sure if you were to scream really loud, someone would hear you. Also, how would it look if I walked in there with you, and walked out without you?"
Bandit had to admit that she made a good point. Reluctantly, he walked into the room. Unbeknownst to him, Trisha had turned and nodded at the owner, a scruffy looking dog, who nodded back to her. She then entered the room, and closed the door.
For the next hour, Bandit and Trisha made plenty of progress, despite the tense atmosphere. Bandit was willing to teach, and Trisha seemed eager to learn. After a while, Bandit began to loosen up, and he began to think that Trisha really did just want to study.
"So you see, when something has oxidized, it means that it's...lost electrons..." Bandit felt Trisha sliding her foot along his leg. He inched to the side and continued. "And when you reduce it means..." He stopped when he felt her continue to rub her foot against his leg. "Um, Trisha, is there something you want?" he asked tensely.
Trisha gave him a sweet smile. "You know, up close you're actually pretty cute." She gave a girlish giggle.
In Bandit's mind, Luke's words rang through his head once again. He had to run, the door was just a few feet away. He must not let her seduce him. He must not let her...
Trisha placed a paw on his upper leg and began to massage it.
In his mind, Bandit was yelling to himself to get out of there. Something was wrong, and he had to leave before it was too late.
"I'm really happy that you decided to help me. Here, let me give you a reward." She took her other paw and grabbed at his groin.
Bandit let out a meep as he felt her firm paw take hold of his private area. His survival instincts were on full alert, but his sex drive was countering it with its own alert. Slowly, she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She leisurely slid his pants down to his ankles, revealing his exposed balls and sheath.
Without delay, the sexual tigress planted her maw around his balls, and proceeded to sensually lick over his furry sack. Bandit gripped the chair he was sitting on. He was no virgin, but he had never met a woman that could use her tongue like that before. She playfully licked his right testicle, then his left, until his member finally poked out of his sheath. It did not take long for it to become erect, and Trisha moved from tasting his balls, to tasting his manhood.
She gave a resounding "Mmm~" as she rolled her tongue along the bottom of his penis. Bandit let out a whimper of joy as she slowly licked from his base to his tip, before planting his dick inside her mouth. She gently closed her jaws around his penis and slowly moved her head back and forth, as she sucked on his hard member. She would stop every now and then to either lick his dick, or play with his balls with her paw.
After a good ten minutes, Bandit finally came in an orgasm of epic proportions. Trisha did not mind, and she eagerly lapped up his spent seed, licking the exhausted lemur clean.
"Did you enjoy your reward?" she asked.
Bandit gave an exhausted, "Oh yeah."
Trisha chuckled, "Good, because I really enjoyed getting a taste of your meat myself." She stood up and leaned over him. "You've been such a big help, and it kind of makes me reluctant to do this."
Bandit was half paying attention to what she was saying. "Do what?" he wearily asked.
She loomed over him and opened her maw as wide as she could.
Bandit came back to reality, and stared up at the dark pink tunnel of her throat. "Oh shi-" was all he could say, before she closed her jaws over his head with a glomp. Bandit tried to yell as his head was enclosed by her wet maw. However, all his words escaped her body as nothing but muffled grunts.
He tried to get a grip on her face to push himself out, but she easily pulled his arms off and stuffed them into her mouth. With his arms and head now in her body, Bandit had little else to do but struggle with the rest of his body.
His efforts did little to help him, and the hungry tigress was merely amused by his squirming. With little effort, she swallowed on him while pushing herself down, sending her lips past his shoulders. To make her food a little more appetizing, Trisha took her claws and tore away the lemur's shirt. She swallowed some more, and took in most of the young lemur's chest.
With a better grip on her food, she lifted him from the chair, all the while removing the pants at his ankles. Trisha took a hold of Bandit with her paws and pushed him up as she swallowed him down. The resulting efforts brought the helpless lemur in to his abdomen.
Bandit had no clue what to do about is situation. With Trisha's hot, sticky, and tight throat squeezing him from all directions, his brain was a little preoccupied to think of some way to escape. All he could do was flail his legs around.
Trisha put a stop to her food's kicking by grabbing the legs and pinning them next to his body. With Bandit's legs bent forward, Trisha would have to force her jaw a little wider around his body, but it shouldn't be too hard, since she had eaten bigger meals before. She titled her head up slightly, and used her powerful throat muscles to pull her meal deeper into her gullet. She gulped several times before she managed to get his thighs, hips, and legs all into her mouth at the same time.
The only thing left out of Trisha's mouth was Bandit's long black and white tail. With a huge bulge in her throat, Trisha had to be careful not to go too fast, or she might end up pulling a muscle in her throat.
Bandit on the other hand was worrying very little about Trisha's welfare. He felt the passage leading to the stomach open, and his arms and head entered the very eager pouch that was her stomach. Slowly, more and more of the young lemur's body passed into the pulsing pouch, and he found himself covered in pre-acidic juices as he hit the stomach walls.
Trisha slurped up her meal's tail like a long furry noodle. She sent it down with the rest of him, and licked her lips greedily, hoping to catch a last taste of the delicious lemur on her lips. The young tigress moaned as she rubbed her full belly. Inside, her meal struggled to stay alive as the stomach walls began to churn him with digestive acids.
"Oh man, that was - burp -great. Thank you so much for helping me study, Bandit, and thanks so much for being gullible enough to believe that I wasn't going to eat you," she said to her quivering gut. She rubbed the lump and bounced it up and down playfully. "I did want to take our studying a little further, but time probably wouldn't have permitted it."
She stretched her limbs and sat back down in her chair. "Still, now that your just food, I've got no way to study for the exam." She picked up Bandit's notes and looked over them. Suddenly, she had a thought and she stretched her arms over to her backpack and pulled out the chemistry textbook. She compared Bandit's notes with the textbook, and after a few minutes of reading, she came to a wondrous conclusion.
"I can actually understand this," he said to herself in triumph. With Bandit's amazing note taking, Trisha was able to use it to make sense of a good amount of the textbook. "Looks like you were handy even after I ate you," she complimented to her bulge.
Trisha picked herself back up, and walked out into the lounge to get another cappuccino. The amount of people occupying the establishment had dropped by half. People looked at her bulging gut and smiled. She returned their smile and got herself a fresh cup of cappuccino. She returned to her room and closed the door. She had some studying to do.
Although the place looked as though most of the people had left, in actuality, they were all still there. Unknown to many, the coffee shop was actually a secret hangout for carnivores to bring their forbidden foods to eat. All the herbivores that had so naively stepped foot into the coffee shop would never see the light of day again.
It was an average day at the Carnivore Coffee Shop. Unfortunately, for Bandit and for all those who had been eaten, this was not a good thing.
The End