*Custom Request* You are one of my dedicated, tiny slaves. One of many that scamper around my house doing my chores and a variety of daily tasks. Today I sent you out on an errand. A few hours go by, and you arrive to an oddly quiet and empty house. All your co-slaves are nowhere to be seen and I am lounging on the couch with a big, bulging, full belly. You approach me cautiously inquiring where everyone has gone to. I let out a belch and casually explain that I was feeling lazy and hungry. I didn't feel like going hunting for today's meal, so I simply ate all my slaves. It wasn't like they didn't serve me well. They were all very good, devoted slaves. Some even served me willingly. But they serve me better inside my stomach. As I rub my bloated belly, I explain to you that if I hadn't sent you out on that errand, you would've been eaten as well. Lucky for you, I still have room for one more. It doesn't matter if you don't want to be devoured. I'm still a little hungry and I want what I want. I swallow you down so you can be reunited with all your co-slave inside my churning stomach. I track my throat with one finger as you slide down. I let out a sigh of relief and lay back to relax. The only downside to eating all my slaves is that I have to go find new ones!
