SLT: You would be delicious! Fattened to perfection by your own greedy gluttony, I would swallow you alive and consume you with much satisfaction.
After struggling a little to fit your enormous jiggling self into my mouth (gluttonous fat pigs like you really do make the most satisfying meals), I'd go to Plan B and dunk you in warm melted butter like a piece of shrimp, lift you high above my wide open mouth and pause for a second to enjoy the irony. You never knew all those happy, gluttonous stuffings you enjoyed over the years, would now seal your doom. Salivating with anticipation, I admire my tantalizingly fat, juicy, butter soaked prey dangling helplessly above my waiting mouth,.... and release you. Gravity takes hold and, greased by the butter, drives your wiggling, jiggling, enormously fat and very HEAVY self straight down my throat, where, in a single big gulp, I manage to swallow you whole, feeling you slide down and fill my tummy with your blubbery goodness, your size causing it to stretch a bit. Perfect. "Man, that was a nice FAT one!" I think to myself. I feel you trying to struggle and I pat my belly with satisfaction. You see, even monsters need to eat healthy, and part of a healthy diet is fresh prey. Feeling you struggle again, I smile contentedly and think to myself, "It doesn't get any fresher then that."
After struggling a little to fit your enormous jiggling self into my mouth (gluttonous fat pigs like you really do make the most satisfying meals), I'd go to Plan B and dunk you in warm melted butter like a piece of shrimp, lift you high above my wide open mouth and pause for a second to enjoy the irony. You never knew all those happy, gluttonous stuffings you enjoyed over the years, would now seal your doom. Salivating with anticipation, I admire my tantalizingly fat, juicy, butter soaked prey dangling helplessly above my waiting mouth,.... and release you. Gravity takes hold and, greased by the butter, drives your wiggling, jiggling, enormously fat and very HEAVY self straight down my throat, where, in a single big gulp, I manage to swallow you whole, feeling you slide down and fill my tummy with your blubbery goodness, your size causing it to stretch a bit. Perfect. "Man, that was a nice FAT one!" I think to myself. I feel you trying to struggle and I pat my belly with satisfaction. You see, even monsters need to eat healthy, and part of a healthy diet is fresh prey. Feeling you struggle again, I smile contentedly and think to myself, "It doesn't get any fresher then that."
9 years