Walking around barefoot searching for my tiny boyfriend/slave. I can't find him anywhere and it's super annoying. Finally I spot him and bring him to eye level. Was he trying to run away? He knows he can't run away from me, right? I'm hungry, and there's nothing to eat. I can't believe my tiny boyfriend has nothing ready for his giantess girlfriend. My stomach is growling...what if...You know what, my tiny boyfriend looks delicious, and he's just the right size...He's bite-size. I wonder what he tastes like. I lick him. Mmm, he tastes good.