Scarlett has stumbled upon a full house of tasty, delicious, delicate tinies for her to feast her eyes upon. However, she doesn't wish to simply watch them... she yearns to taste them. Her mouth waters, with the desire to rehome them from the wooden walls of their house; and into the plush walls of her stomach. She aches to fill herself with them. One by one. She picks them off. Rubbing her stomach in glee and delight as they make their way inside. Warming her up. Filling her with satisfaction and comfort. Scarlett doesn't feel one ounce of guilt from stealing them away from their former ho... Show more