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// Feasts 
// Story: Changelings: A Summary 
// by HypernovaBolts11 
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	The changeling feasts are very much not the same as pony feasts or dinner parties, and more adequately described as monarchically run adults only nightclubs, with any willing prisoners on the menu. None of them are actually consumed, but fed upon in a myriad of sexual activities.

Soldiers may attend, but they have their own section of the venue, stocked with small animals and other things a carnivore needs, and will partake in the main feast as soon as the attending workers have had their fill.

The prisoners are well fed and hydrated during intermissions, and free to take breaks whenever they please. Their job is threefold; stay awake, stand relatively still, and enjoy yourself, because it's not every day you get to have this much fun. All they really have to worry about is exhaustion.

There are no tables, and there are very few rules, but they tend to be consistent. Generally, no one is allowed to cause the prisoners or other guests physical harm, torment them physically, mentally, or emotionally, or engage in sexual activity with and/or impregnate any unwilling party.

They don't sound like my kind of party, but my associate assures me that being on the menu is a voluntary service to the hive, and that none of the items on the menu are there against their will, and are rewarded for their services.

I just imagined someone saying that out of context.