Are you prepared to give yourself to me completely? Let me ask you something, doyou know why primitive humans first began roasting their meat? Because the preferred the flesh and warm like freshly slain prey. In some cultures people will even go as far as to eat while their meal is still alive. I certainly know many a giantess who fancies this practice. But for me it is not necessary. I find the thrashing and screaming a distraction when dining on my favourite delicacy of shrunken man. I like to savour the feel of his flesh on my lips and tongue and let it linger, smeared there for as long as ...

Are you prepared to give yourself to me completely? Let me ask you something, doyou know why primitive humans first began roasting their meat? Because the preferred the flesh and warm like freshly slain prey. In some cultures people will even go as far as to eat while their meal is still alive. I certainly know many a giantess who fancies this practice. But for me it is not necessary. I find the thrashing and screaming a distraction when dining on my favourite delicacy of shrunken man. I like to savour the feel of his flesh on my lips and tongue and let it linger, smeared there for as long as I want. You can't do that with a terrified squirming tiny. I also like to suck on pieces of my little taste treats like a butterscotch candy until all the goodness and nutrients are pulled out of him. And I absolutely love taking my time and working my way through the pieces to my favourite cut of meat. But do you know what I like most about dining with a little man? The terror in his eyes as he lies there under my blade while I threaten and torment him. Now how could I enjoy that if I were to swallow him whole or chomp him up in my mouth? And let me tell you this, nothing excites me more that taking one shrunken man meal and making him into many. I'm tingling between the legs just thinking about it. So I will ask you once more, are you ready to give yourself to me completely and surrender to my will?