I sit you down to talk about my insatiable hunger. As you have seen, I cannot seem to stop eating lately. Even as I'm sitting here talking to you, I can see you transforming into food right before my eyes. You have literally turned into a plate of broccoli. Do I eat you? It feels so wrong, but I cannot control myself. I strip naked as I drool over this plate of you. I'm like a feral predator, and I just need to shove you in my mouth. Piece by piece, I lick and drool as I take huge, sensual bites. I can hear your soul screaming as you fall into my stomach, pleading with me. But I just can't ... Show more