You love being fed by Me, I'm caring, beautiful and truly enjoy being a feeder and seeing you grow. But lately this is getting too expensive. I can't keep stuffing kilos and kilos of food into you without your contribution anymore. Here's the deal. You will start to pay Me to be fed. If you don't agree, I'll be leaving, but good luck trying to find someone as supportive and pretty as Me. Someone who satisfies both your hunger and your thirst. Of course you'll agree, so the rules are as follows each spoon of peanut butter I feed you will have a cost and so will each cookie. My only job is to feed you (and occasionally clean any crumbs/mess off of you) while your job is to add it up and hand it over at the end. At least exercise your mind while I feed you.