trampling through the villages I grow tired and hungry and in my wake of destruction I leave a path of broken and battered tiny minions who were to weak to fight or run...I find my way back home through the piles of bodies scattered about my original route, collecting those still breathing but unable to escape...I take you all home, stuff you in a cage and wait until the time is right...I begin picking each one of you up, holding you, teasing you, licking and tasting you. You are terrified and shaking, broken and face only make you more appetizing to me...I chew, crush and swallow each one of ...

trampling through the villages I grow tired and hungry and in my wake of destruction I leave a path of broken and battered tiny minions who were to weak to fight or run...I find my way back home through the piles of bodies scattered about my original route, collecting those still breathing but unable to escape...I take you all home, stuff you in a cage and wait until the time is right...I begin picking each one of you up, holding you, teasing you, licking and tasting you. You are terrified and shaking, broken and face only make you more appetizing to me...I chew, crush and swallow each one of you...until there is nothing left. Want to send your adored one a Gift??? Click Here Want your custom Fantasy Made into a reality?? Email me Here Now for more details and rates!