Chastity is just an ordinary girl. Living an ordinary life.
Until one day. It was only supposed to be a job interview. But it turned into so much more.
She met him. Mr Cesar. And everything changed.
But who is he really? Why does he disappear at ni...
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The tasty virgin exits the office again. Cocos hopes for a tasty breakfast are once again ignited. Those bouncy breasts look so tasty. Like juicy cinnamon buns. Although Coco has never eaten cinnamon buns, they're not appropriate crocodile food. But she imagines them to be very tasty.
On her way out the clumsy girl rushes by the pool again. Tears are streaming from her eyes. Tenderizing and flavouring her meat. Coco quickly swims to the side of the pool, hoping for another fall.
Maybe, just maybe, this will be her day after all. Maybe this is not one of those days. Maybe she will get a proper breakfast for once.
Not that Coco isn't well-fed. Every full-moon Mr Cesar comes by with fresh prey for her. Deer, rabbits, badgers, racoons and other assorted small prey. Once there was a skunk. Coco didn't particularly care for the taste of it but scarfed it down anyway. Then the office staff complained about her smell for weeks afterwards. It hurt poor Coco's feelings. It's not her fault that skunks are stinky.
Unfortunately, the scatter-brained creature avoids plunging into the pool this time. As she passes by she stops briefly though. Like she suddenly remembers something. She puts the coffee cup she's holding on the side of the pool and pats her arms. Apparently she is just now realizing that she is still wearing a jacket that isn't hers.
That's Mr Cesar's jacket! That bitch stole his jacket!
Coco takes aim and charges towards the unsuspecting victim. But just as she's about to tear into a plump and tasty arm the target moves. Instead, Coco dives nose first into the coffee cup.
Great... now the water in the pool is brown. This really is one of those days.
Suddenly Mr Cesar arrives in the lobby, looking around for a moment before laying his eyes on the witless bimbo. Then he walks over to her, gives her a stern look and some well-chosen words by the looks of it.
The helpless waif starts undressing in front of him which makes her boobs bounce out of the jacket and make a boing sound. The man stares intently at the round globes the whole time. Not making eye contact for even a second. Apparently Mr Cesar is hungry for some virgin meat too.
After returning the jacket the airheaded female starts walking out of the lobby once again. Mr Cesar watches her walk away. It looks like he might be drooling. He really seems like he needs something to eat.
Coco would advise him not to eat skunk, but a tender deer would probably do.
Then he turns around and walks up to Coco's pool. The hungry crocodile rushes over to him. He stretches out his hand above the water. She prepares and lunges towards it.
Coco carefully nudges his hand with her nose as she rises above the water. She lets Mr Cesar pet her for a while. Obviously she would never eat Mr Cesar, he's her main source of food and she doesn't know what to do without him. And she would eat anyone who tried to take him from her.
Suddenly the alarm goes off again. Coco looks over the towards the revolving doors where the security guards are once again trying to free the scatter-brained secretary candidate's boobs.
Good thing she didn't get hired. Coco is happy she will never have to look at those boobs again. Even though they did seem tasty.
Coco's keen reptiles eyes once again focus on Mr Cesar. But he's not focusing on her. Instead, he's staring towards the revolving doors. Coco recognizes the look in his eyes, it's the same look she has when launching at a tasty treat. It's the look of someone eyeing their next prey.
Maybe this isn't the last Coco will see of the top-heavy dumb-dumb after all.
