The Squirt is on the hunt again. She's beating the bush for game, and is
game for anything in the bush. Once our lustful predator develops a
taste for male flesh, she goes wild and grabs anything she can her her
hand or lips upon. This gets quite a rise out of her meaty prey.
But soon the hunter becomes the hunter. Her former victims rise up and
make Squirt the subject of their own retribution.