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At The Restaurant...

At a nearby family restaurant, Laverne sat in a corner booth with her two small children. She ordered a generous meal for herself which she informed the waitress she intended to share with her brood. The waitress responded that this was fine, and said she'd bring additional plates for her children. Laverne told the waitress that this wasn't really necessary but asked for additional napkins to be brought, explaining that the children tended to be a bit messy.

After some waiting, the waitress brought Laverne her meal which she devoured, strangely not sharing any with her children. Other patrons at the restaurant began casting glances at Laverne, who ate ravenously while her unfed children appeared to grow increasingly agitated, flailing their thin limbs about and stretching their necks towards their mother, their open mouths apparently voicing their hunger and desire to partake of the food.

As Laverne continued to gorge herself seemingly oblivious to her starving children, another customer at an adjoining table could take the sight and commotion no longer. "Ma'am," he asked, "forgive me, but don't you intend to feed your children?"

"Why of course I do, silly man!," replied Laverne, putting down her knife and fork alongside her now empty plate. With that, Laverne began stroking her throat and thrusting her head and mouth towards her children, who had worked themselves into a near frenzy. With her mouth just inches away now from those of her children, Laverne began regurgitating the large meal that she had just consumed into the eagerly awaiting and open mouths of her children, feeding each in turn in this manner.

There were cries of revulsion and horror from many of the other diners, some of whom became violently ill themselves at the sight. Laverne simply dabbed a napkin delicately at the corners of her mouth when she was done with the revolting feeding, picked up her check, and made towards the cash register with her two now well-fed and satisfied children in tow.

Laverne paused before exiting the dining room to turn about and cast a comment at her disbelieving audience. "What's the matter?," asked Laverne aloud. "Haven't you ever seen anyone eat like a bird before?!," she queried before smoothing her feathery hair and strutting out the door on impossibly skinny legs...

Fyrefox

@Fyrefox

I'm a "furry," a fox and the product of a secret government experiment gone horribly awry..I've escaped from the lab, and now tend to write dark or satiric horror, science fiction, or fantasy while avoiding my pursuers.

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