What should I do with the fresh, tiny meat? I just found a bunch of tinies running around my house, thinking they could save themselves, escape from me. They always make me laugh: escape from me? The ULTIMATE giantess? No. They are mine and I will do with them as I please. I imprison them between my huge toes and decide to enjoy a smoke while considering the options: I could eat them, chew them or simply swallow them whole; I could crush them between my toes or just use them as tiny, useless, human ashtrays. Decisions, decisions...

What should I do with the fresh, tiny meat? I just found a bunch of tinies running around my house, thinking they could save themselves, escape from me. They always make me laugh: escape from me? The ULTIMATE giantess? No. They are mine and I will do with them as I please. I imprison them between my huge toes and decide to enjoy a smoke while considering the options: I could eat them, chew them or simply swallow them whole; I could crush them between my toes or just use them as tiny, useless, human ashtrays. Decisions, decisions...