It is another day of wandering around her house looking for small people to eat. Candle just loves the way they feel going down her cavernous mouth, through her long throat and down to her firm belly. She just does not understand why they protest so much? Anything that is alive and smaller than her mouth is food. There is nothing wrong with eating people because that is what they are made for.
Her shrunken family tries to stop her from eating them, but they are so small, and she cannot hear their pleas. Down they go with the rest of them.
All of the wiggling in her belly ...
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It is another day of wandering around her house looking for small people to eat. Candle just loves the way they feel going down her cavernous mouth, through her long throat and down to her firm belly. She just does not understand why they protest so much? Anything that is alive and smaller than her mouth is food. There is nothing wrong with eating people because that is what they are made for.
Her shrunken family tries to stop her from eating them, but they are so small, and she cannot hear their pleas. Down they go with the rest of them.