Vore Party: The Introduction

	"Welcome, one and all, to a very special party...", said Kimor as he stood on a spiral staircase, talking to the crowd of furs who had gathered to join him.  He was a somewhat impish figure, his sly grin showing that he was certainly going to enjoy this night...from a number of different perspectives.  "As you know, I have brought you all here for a single purpose: To eat and be eaten.", said the red and black liger as he looked over the gathered faces.

	Some excited murmuring erupted from the crowd, some furs licking their lips, others shivering with excitement.  Some furs simply scanned the crowd for their next meal.  "Here's how it's going to work...As each of you came in, you were given a necklace.  That necklace is very important, because it says what people can and cannot do to you.  The necklace features a number of rocks.  In the center is the rock on which your name is etched.  Some of your name rocks are red - that means that you have registered as a predator.  Some of your rocks are blue - that means that you have registered as prey.  Finally, like myself, some of you have green rocks, meaning that you're willing to either enjoy a meal or become one yourself.  The remainder of the rocks each represent a fetish. Orange is oral vore, black is anal vore, white is cock vore, silver means that you enjoy cooking or being cooked, brown means that you enjoy being turned into scat after you're done and, finally, red is hard vore.  This is done to make matching up interests easier - we don't want anybody going down the wrong way, you know."  The liger smirked a bit as the furs donned their necklaces and chatted amongst each other. 

	"This house has three floors and a basement.  On the third floor are mostly bedrooms - great for sleeping off a meal, or sleeping with a meal.  The second floor is divided into two  halves - one half is a dungeon, the other half is a game room.  The dungeon features standard BDSM equipment, as well as cooking equipment.  The game room has card tables, board games, and several automated games that will pair up predators and prey. Great for those indecisive types.  On this floor, there is a kitchen and dining room for cooking and preparing furs, a bar, a library, a greenhouse and a den.  Bathrooms are scattered throughout the house.  As for the basement...I personally would recommend avoiding it unless you're into scat.  We'll just leave it at that."

	"Finally, I would like to talk for a moment about death.  With your invitation, you were each invited to choose whether or not you wanted your stay here to be a permanent one.  For those of you who wish to come back to life after being digested, a reformation machine has been put into place.  It will reform any furs who have chosen to do so at the stroke of midnight tomorrow evening.  For those of you who wish to remain deliciously departed, your wishes will be granted.  No indication will be made, though, of who is who - that's something that the prey and only the prey will know.  So, with all that being said...bon appetite!"  Kimor grinned and climbed the spiral staircase, letting the furs mingle and get to know one another - some for more brief periods of time than others.