I walk into my living room nude and notice you, a tiny girl, on the floor. I am excited to have a snack just fall into my lap like this, so I pick you up and begin to lower you into my throat. I hear you begging and pleading, so at the last second I decide to hear you out... not because I care, but because I find it entertaining. You tell me you are looking for your girlfriend. I feign empathy and ask you what she looks like, maybe I've seen her around? You describe her to me, and finally I can't contain it anymore and laugh, explaining that I'm just fucking with you. I know where she is. I...

I walk into my living room nude and notice you, a tiny girl, on the floor. I am excited to have a snack just fall into my lap like this, so I pick you up and begin to lower you into my throat. I hear you begging and pleading, so at the last second I decide to hear you out... not because I care, but because I find it entertaining. You tell me you are looking for your girlfriend. I feign empathy and ask you what she looks like, maybe I've seen her around? You describe her to me, and finally I can't contain it anymore and laugh, explaining that I'm just fucking with you. I know where she is. I set you on the coffee table, turn around, and show you my winking asshole. I ate her yesterday and she spent all night agonizingly digesting and churning in my gut. She's already ready to come out of my asshole as my waste. I laugh and explain that's what tinies are for... It's too late for her, but maybe I'll spare you. I tell you to strip down so I can see your body as if I'm attracted to you. I get on all fours and demand to give your girlfriend (my asshole) one last kiss. I remark on your story- coming here to save your girlfriend and live happily ever after. That won't be happening, but at least you two still share a fate. You get to go through exactly what she went through. I pick you up, hold you high in the air, lower you into my mouth, and swallow you.