My Original GT/Vore One-shots

Camden Con Queso

Betwixt her sophomore and junior year at university, tall, pretty tomboyish Camden didn't want a fulltime nine-to-five summer job. On conclusion of her successive school year, she hoped to land an internship in her field of study. At that point in the future, strong independent Camden would be watched and evaluated by mentors, giving her uncontrolled agita. For the sake of her future resume, Camden resolved to get a summertime gig where she made her own hours and basically was her own boss, delivering food for Spicy Eats. All she did was cruise around in her mom's secondhand station wagon, listening for the app to snag an order nearby. Dropping off takeout to lazy stoners or groceries to housebound folks also tipped pretty well.

A lovely midday in May, Camden was driving through a remote, woodsy local area, off the interstate, after making fifty bucks dropping off a couple twelve packs to two fishermen at a remote lakeside. So far removed was she from anything, that Camden was surprise to hear her Spicy Eats app bloop on her cellphone to announce an order. "Who else would be getting takeout way out in the sticks?" she muttered to herself, pulling the station wagon over to the side, to check out the request, mostly out of curiosity.

Order turned out to be legit, not to mention massive. Scrolling through the Spicy app invoice, Camden read a quantity of twenty burritos and fifty softshell tacos, from a Mexican cantina called El Borde. According to the GPS on the app, El Borde was just off the next interstate exit, and had pretty high-star reviews. Moreover, even the address where this truckload of Mexican food was to be delivered, 111 Midjin Park Road, seemed enigmatic. Thinking of her parents telling stories about making phony phone calls in the 1990s, Camden rolled her eyes muttering "Has to be a prank." Then she read the lengthy note, which the customer had written on the request. Spicy username HungryRanger86 explained that this park ranger outpost was having their annual Cinco de Mayo party at the ranger's station in Midjin National Park. The hungry ranger also stipulated that where their remote shack was located was inaccessible by automobile and nearly a mile of hiking through the forest would be required. Everything being considered, the troglodyte customer was offering a triple digit .

Three other Spicy Eats drivers had already passed on this large payout of a park ranger order, according to the screen. Adventurous, outdoorsy Camden would not. "Lucky me, a hike!" she said excitedly, clicking ACCEPT PICKUP before merging back onto the backroad. As an environmental studies major embarking on her third year, Camden aspired to spearhead nature conservationist efforts. Singlehandedly, she wanted to spar deforestation and thwart species' extinction. Here, for once, she could use her passionate love of the great outdoors to make some money. Bug spray, sunscreen, boots, water canteens, Camden had it all in her trunk. A little hiking and lugging food bags through the wilderness for $150 cash, she was perfectly amenable.

Swinging by and picking up the festive ranger's order at El Borde was simple enough, uneventful. It took two busboys to assist her in carrying all the hot paper bags to her backseat, as the hefty debit card payment had processed. Smelling that mouthwatering aroma of guacamole and queso in her car, was something Camden was intoxicatingly receptive to. Next, she drove as far as she could, to the remote trailhead on the outskirts of town, navigated by her phone on the dashboard. From there, the nature-hungry gal disembarked, changed into boots and grabbed some water, and prepared to traipse down this vein through the woods, following the trail to the ranger outpost, at 111 Midjin Park Road. Finally, she bundled up the delivery food in a knapsack over her shoulder and took her first step down the trail. Sadly, in the end she wouldn't receive that tip.

After around half a mile, hoofing it with her payload hoisted up by her shoulder, Camden was intercepted. She stopped in her tracks, just downhill from a grove of oaks, when she heard the unnerving noise. At first, she thought it was thunder, but the overhead sky was clear blue through the treetops. Gradually, this rumbling sound drew closer and Camden felt tremors beneath her boots. "Earthquake?" she muttered, struggling to keep the swaying knapsack of food elevated. Seconds later, she was answered when a giant man emerged from the oakwood grove. Towering above the dumbfounded brunette Camden, a tremendous silhouette of a humungous humanoid cranium blocked out a large section of the soft azure sky, bereft of clouds.