Abigail yawned as she opened her eyes, her alarm clock's ringing pounding her ears and prying her from a dream filled with sweets and sundaes. She sat up and stretched, her blankets falling to the floor as she crawled along the edge of her bed to the offending appliance, shutting it off with a groan.
She stood up, stretching again to wring out the sleep from her muscles, and ran her fingers through her thick, cream-colored hair, the caress of the morning sun running down her nude body, warming her orange and black-striped fur. She waltzed over to her closet and grabbed her work uniform, a beige button-up shirt and slacks, and laid the clothing on her bed, approaching her dresser. She picked out a pair of black panties and a black sports bra before turning to admire her body in the mirror.
Abigail looked up and down her body, stopping at her tuft of cream fur on her crotch before moving on to gaze over her ample hips and tight belly, her eyes catching again at her pert, supple breasts, her nipples poking out just past the fur covering them. She smiled; she liked what she saw. She worked hard for what she saw.
Done admiring herself for now, Abigail got her underwear on and began sliding into her slacks when her belly rumbled. She made a mental note to pick up breakfast on the way to work, and began musing over where she wanted to go as she buttoned up her shirt and brushed out her hair, putting it into a ponytail. She slipped on black socks and white tennis shoes as she remembered the drive-in that she recently visited with a few of her friends. She spoke aloud to herself,
"Yeah, that one across from the high school. Yes that'll work for breakfast."
Abigail whistled to herself as she closed her front door, and she took on a chipper tune as she began the walk to work. The high school and drive-in were on the way to the Geant Petit, the coffee shop she worked at, and she was making decent time. Once she was about halfway there, however, something stopped her in her tracks. A group of kids were walking along the side of the road in the same direction as her, only a few steps ahead. She smiled wider and greeted them cheerfully.
The trio, a Linoone boy and two Zigzagoons girls that looked to be twins, stopped and looked back at Abigail before greeting her back cheerfully. Abi stopped right next to them and asked them what they were doing, stooping down low to get closer to them.
They recoiled as Abigail squatted, and the Linoone boy looked nervously at her shoes, which had come a little too close for comfort before she had stopped. He answered for the group,
"We missed our bus so we had to walk to school today," he said sullenly, "We're gonna be late."
Abi looked sympathetic, "Aw, poor kids," and then perked up, "Maybe I could give you a ride in my palm?"
Abi lowered her hand to the three siblings and they looked at each other before smiling and accepting her offer and climbing onto her palm. Abi curled her fingers around them and held them to her chest before opening her hand. The three were settling into her palm when Abigail spoke.
"Ready?" Three affirmatives.
Abigail began walking towards the school again, and she was at the edge of the grounds in almost no time. The three siblings in her palm sighed a sigh of relief when they heard a noise from below their perch.
Grrrgrrup
Abi's belly growled and she looked down at the trio in her hand, giving them an embarrassed smile. They looked up at her, understanding, but a quizzical look crossed their face when Abi's hand went up instead of down.
"Sorry guys, but I haven't had breakfast yet," Abigail said, bringing them to eye level. "You don't mind me eating real quick, do you?"
The Linoone boy spoke, "Well, we're right here. Can't you just set us down and then go eat? We're gonna be late!"
Abigail lowered her hand to her breast height again and her belly gave another growl. "I don't think you understand, friendo. Sorry about this kids!"
Abigail picked up the Linoone boy with her finger and thumb on her opposite hand, and held him over her head, tilting it back and opening her mouth before dropping him in. The teenager cried out as he began his freefall and grunted as he landed on Abi's tongue, knocking the air from his lungs.
The Zigzagoon twins clung to each other and watched in awe and horror as Abigail tossed their brother to the back of her throat and swallowed him whole. They shrieked as she brought her hand back and separated them, picking up one of the girls and tossing her into her cavernous maw, quickly sending the girl to join her brother in Abi's belly. She then shoved the last girl into her mouth, savoring her taste for a moment before adding her to her snack.
As Abigail ate the three unfortunate micros, three more young ones watched from the drive-in across the street; a prim Skitty girl, a mopey and nervous-looking Shinx, and a Lillipup boy with an accomplished smirk.
The Lillipup spoke, "I bet she's the one who ate those seniors and that math teacher a few weeks ago."
"Yeah, and I bet she's the reason our school keeps having to repair the girl's gym. I heard the last break-in was either a Growlithe or Arcanine macro," the Skitty replied.
"Well whoever she is, it looks like she's headed this way."
Abigail, not content with her snack, decided to look around for more students to eat, and her eyes came to lie on the trio sitting at the drive-in. She smiled and waved before walking the three steps it took to reach them. She squatted down and then sat on her knees next to their table before addressing them.
"Shouldn't you kids be getting into school?"
This time the Shinx responded, "N-no we're gonna skip today. It was Harold's idea." He gestured to the Lillipup, who punched him on the arm.
"Dumbass," spoke Harold, "You don't tell people when you skip school, Mike. That's how you get truancy charges!"
Abigail laughed, "I skipped school all the time in high-school, you guys are fine with me." A sly look crossed her face. "Say... do you kids want to get away from the school grounds and get some free coffee? I work at the Geant Petit, a coffee shop that caters to both our kind. It's just down the way."
The kids looked at each other, the Skitty smiling, the Shinx nervous, and the Lillipup smirking coolly again. They began to whisper amongst each other.
"Hey, it's free coffee and I bet she makes it good if it's Geant Petit, " the Skitty girl said.
"Yeah," chimed Harold, "my sister gets coffee there all the time, she says it's great!"
The Shinx said, "Wait, are you guys goping to ignore the fact that she just ate three of our classmates?" He turned to the Skitty, "Gina, didn't your big sister get eaten by a macro?"
"Come on," said Gina, "I bet she's full now and how do you know those kids didn't ask her to eat them? I've heard some people even get off on that stuff. I'll have you know that that Linoone was a total weirdo."
"I'm sure it'll be fine," said Harold before turning to address Abigail. "Sure, we'd love to go with you."
Abigail smiled cheerily as she held out her hand, "Okay, hop on. it's a bit of a walk from here, so I'm gonna put you guys in my pocke..." she trailed off.
Abi sighed heavily as she remembered that her slacks lacked pockets. She really didn't want to carry them into the Geant Petit in her hands because she knew her manager would complain about her taking micros off the street, plus they wouldn't all fit on one hand like the smaller twins allowed.
"Wait. I know just the place."
Abi unbuttoned her lapel as the trio climbed into her palm, exposing her cleavage to them, causing Mike to blush and Harold to whistle to himself. Abigail lifted her hand up to her exposure and dropped the trio inside, buttoning her shirt back up shortly after.
"Okay you three, nestle in. We'll be there in just a little bit," Abigail murmured.
"Never been this close to a pair of tits, have you Mike?" giggled Gina as she wiggled further down in between the soft, warm orbs.
Mike scowled, "Just because I never made it to second base with my ex doesn't mean I haven't seen boobs in my day."
Harold squeezed himself down to his neck and laid his head back on Abi's chest tuft, "Shut up and enjoy our day of hookey, you two."
The trio rode the rest of the way in silence, all appreciating the supple and smooth fur that covered Abi's breasts, as well as the warmth emanating from them that beat out the chills they had from that cold winter morning. Before long, they had arrived at the Geant Petit, and they felt the change in temperature through
Abi's shirt as she walked inside.
Abigail walked in through the back door and she felt a tickle between her breasts. She smiled, grabbing her apron and nametag and clocking in before slipping it on over her shirt and making her way to the counter at the front of the store. With fifteen minutes until opening, she had time to relax and make herself a morning latte. Humming to herself as she did so, she then took her coffee and went to sit in the lounge reserved for macros. Abi reached inside her apron and undid her top button.
As the trio of sophomores relaxed and listened to Abi's humming, they looked at each other, a contented look across all their faces. As the movement stopped, they turned their faces upwards expectantly, and squinted as light poured in from the hole that opened up when Abi unbuttoned her lapel. She pulled the shirt away from her bosom to peer inside and smiled cheerily, waving to her captives as her coworker, a macro Glaceon man, sat down beside her.
"See something you like?" he asked.
Abigail turned to him and reached inside her shirt, fishing out the first micro she touched, "Oh, nothing much Toby, just some truants, skipping school to hang out with a cool doggo like yours truly." She winked at him, pulling Mike from her bosom, pinched at the shoulders between her index finger and her thumb. The micro looked uncomfortable until she set him down on the table, where he began looking around the cafe.
Toby smirked knowingly, kicking one leg over the other and slouching back into his seat "Oh I see! Well, you better not let Miss Grumpypants find out that you're hanging with delinquents like that." He sipped on his espresso as he nodded towards Mike. "She'll have your head like last time," he chuckled.
The Geant Petit was a quaint little place, though little was a relative term that wasn't very relative to Mike. He gazed around the room, at the soft yellow curtains and the knee-to-ceiling windows. He walked near the cliff-like edge of the table and tried to comprehend the view. Thirteen tables, some high some low, some with armchairs some with stools, a sofa with a coffee table and two armchairs next to it in a dip near the middle of the lounge. He wondered where the micros were supposed to sit. Then he looked closer and saw that what he had thought was a lip at the base of the counter turned out to be another, much smaller counter. He then noticed all the smaller, almost doll-sized from his distance, tables and chairs that dotted the edge near the windows. One last thing he saw set his heart at ease and removed any doubts from his mind that Abigail would hurt him, a sign that had a silhouette of a macro holding a micro over its open mouth with a crossed circle plastered over it, taped up on the front door of the coffee shop.
"No eating micros," he murmured to himself.
Abigail took a long draft of her latte before sighing a pleased sigh and setting it down next to Mike. He looked up at her and smiled, bracing himself as she suddenly reached for him. She picked him up by the tail, which disoriented him, and brought him up to face height.
"Hey there, little guy! Mike, was it?" Mike nodded, and Abi continued, "So how did you like the ride?"
"It was great!" Mike blushed, "If you don't mind me saying, you've got the best pair of boobs I've ever had the luxury to encounter."
Abi chuckled as Toby watched bemusedly, sipping on his espresso and keeping his eyes trained directly on Mike.
"Well I'm glad you think so. Feels like your friends are enjoying it too," she grabbed her breast with her free hand and jiggled them a bit, then ployed a look of embarrassment and broke her eye contact with Mike for a moment, "Hey, can I ask you a question?"
Mike, despite being upside down and his tail starting to get sore, smiled as he read her nametag, "Of course, Abigail."
Abi, still wearing the embarrased facade, said, "Have you ever heard of a something called liggum?"
Toby stifled a chuckle as Mike looked confused and said, "No, what's liggum?"
Abi wiped the fake look from her face and exclaimed, "It's what I do to cuties like you!"
Mike's expression only became further confused until Abi opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Too late, he discovered the punchline of the joke as the wet, slippery muscle, easily three times as long as he was tall, stretched out and smushed into his body. His mind began racing as the powerful appendage wrapped itself around him and pulled him towards Abi's mouth before relenting and retreating back into the looming maw, before it shut tight, a mischievious grin replacing it. Mike's panic was stayed by Abi's playful demeanor and he remembered the sign he saw earlier. Surely she was just teasing him.
His panic returned in full force, however, as Abi lifted him over her head and opened her maw again, this time slowly lowering him into the trap.
"A-Abigail... what are you doing?!" he cried.
"Oh," she returned, lifting him back up above her head as she spoke, "I'm just enjoying my breakfast before I start the workday."
Mike looked over to Toby with a pleading expression but saw that the Glaceon was resigned to watch passively, a small smile crossing his muzzle as he waved a tiny wave at the doomed boy as he began his descent into Abi's mouth again, this time a bit faster. He looked at her glinting teeth, sharp as knives, and closed his eyes, covering his head with his hands. Just as he felt her hot breath wash over him and her mouth start to close on him, he heard a door open from across the room.
Unfortunately, Abi snapped her jaws shut as soon as the noise resounded and swallowed quickly, not even savoring the boy's taste.
Out from the back room stepped a rotund macro Audino woman, dressed in the same uniform as Toby and Abi but wearing no apron. She pulled a ring of keys from her belt and walked to the front door of the cafe, unlocking it and holding it open for a pair of Herdier micros.
"Welcome to the Geant Petit!" cooed the Audino woman before she looked over at her two employees, "Regulars. Come on and serve them and then you can go back to whatever it was you were doing. Workday starts in five minutes."
Toby called out, "Yes, Miss Kiki." The Audino lady grunted her response and walked back into the back room without another word or glance in the two macros direction.
Toby stood up and walked over to the two micro women, greeting them and offering to carry them to any table in the store they wanted to sit at. Abigail sighed dejectedly; Mike had a wonderfully tingly texture when he was scared and she had wanted to savor him before her manager had spooked her into swallowing him. 'Oh well,' she thought, 'still got two more.'
Abigail eyed the micros as they ordered their drinks from Toby and he went behind the counter to mix them in a special machine. He pressed a few buttons and then waited a few seconds before a tiny tray popped out of the side. He grabbed the tray and took it over to the two Herdier, on it was two cups of coffee, complete with lids and sleeves. The girls thanked him and he returned the tray before moving back to his seat, calling out for the girls to call for him if they need anything.
Toby turned his attention to Abigail, who opened her mouth to show him it was empty. "You're so bad, Abi. I love it when you break Kiki's rules here. She's such a bitch."
Abi smiled, "I'm not done yet!" She reached into her unbuttoned shirt to remove the other two passengers, now slightly irate, as they had heard the whole exchange between Mike and Abigail. Abi readjusted her breasts as she sat the two micros down on the table, enciting curious glances from the two customers that had been let in early.
"Okay," Harold said, "I think it's time we went our separate ways, Abigail."
Abi feigned a look of sadness, "Aw, but you haven't even had your coffee yet." she said.
Gina spoke up, "I think we're good, we'll just get ours to go or something."
Harold added with a scowl, "Yeah, actually, I'm not really in the mood for coffee after you ATE OUR FUCKING FRIEND."
Toby snickered and Abigail lightly punched his arm before stating, "Here, at least try mine."
Abigail scooped up the two micros on the table and dropped them into her coffee cup with a plop after removing the lid. The cup was half empty as the two micros surfaced in it, coughing from the sudden drop into the hot liquid. Treading coffee, they looked to each other with grim expressions as Abigail lifted the cup to her mouth and began drinking.
The two passengers swam for their life, screaming as they did, but to no avail. Abigail was drinking it too quickly, and before she could cry out for help, Gina was sucked into her maw and down Abi's tight throat alongside a deluge of hot coffee. Harold was a bit stronger of a swimmer, and he managed to make it to the bottom of the cup as the rest of the liquid drained into Abigail's throat and tumbled towards her stomach. He didn't find purchase for long as Abigail soon tilted the cup completely upright, causing the poor Lillipup to slip and fall into her mouth, landing with a wet plap on her tongue.
Abi set her cup down when she felt her snack hit her tongue, and she was determined to savor this one after feeling the Skitty girl get sucked down into her belly during her drinking. She rolled Harold around in her mouth, squeezed him against her palette and sucked the coffee from his soaked clothing. She tossed him around a bit more before knocking him to the back of her throat and gulping him down.
Toby looked over at the two micro customers who had seen everything and smiled while shaking his head. Even if they did report Abi to the manager, there wasn't any way to prove that they didn't ask for it and it wasn't even illegal anyways. At worst, she'd get a chewing out before getting sent out back to work. He decided to listen in on their conversation as his beeper went off, signifying that the girls wanted something from him.
Abigail patted her now sated belly as Toby got up from his seat and let out a small burp as she felt the coffee and six young micros settle into her stomach.
She thought to herself fondly for a moment, wondering how many micros had disappeared down her gullet to contribute to her hard-earned body. She wondered how many micros had become the fat on her tits that her most previous victims had so recently enjoyed, and she chuckled to herself as she remembered that she had lost count of her voracious habit in high school. She leaned back into her chair and stretched, burping again before standing up and heading over to her station to begin the workday.
Meanwhile, sitting only one table away, the two Herdier girls chatted, as Toby brought them some bagels baked using the machine.
I thought this was a No Snacking zone."
"Meh, I know that macro, she's got an appetite that won't quit. Her friend once told me that she ate a mutual friend and nearly ate him once. If she's willing to eat friends then I don't think she cares about eating micros in her workplace, even if it is snackfree."
"Huh, alright." The girl took a sip from her coffee before adding, "But there's one thing I think might change your reaction."
"Oh yeah? What's that?"
"I'm pretty sure that one of those micros she just ate was your little brother. He was wearing the jacket you bought him last Christmas."
"Well? The little shit should have been in school."