You walk in on me after I've just finished a meal of tinies. I am still teasing them in my enlarged belly. I notice you and ask why you're here. You profess your love for me and beg to be with me, or even to just be my servant. I laugh in your face and taunt you for having such foolish ideas. I explain that the only way you can serve me is by serving as my food. After lifting you up to be level with my full, round belly, I tell you of all the other tiny men like you that have sought after me. I share stories of my hungry rampages spent filling my belly with tiny humans. After callously assu... Show more