I’ll do whatever it takes to devour you. Even if I have to break down your will and destroy your self-esteem to do it. You are prey and prey are made to be eaten and digested. Nothing else will satisfy Me besides feeling you struggle in My gut alongside My previous, half-dissolved meal. My full belly isn’t full enough. I need to be ballooned up and massively stuffed. Accept that this is your place in life. You are not a person or an individual, all you are is food. The fear you’re feeling and the resistance you’re displaying does nothing to deter Me from fulfilling your purpose. Gulping dow... Show more