Themes: vore, giants, macrophilia, tiny man pov, shrinking fetish, mouth fetish, belly fetish, bloated belly, drooling, swallowing, burping, alpha male, gay, giant, solo male, cooked alive, tongue fetish, uvula fetish, belly worship, pov It’s my favorite time of the day: snack time. And today’s snack? A tiny. I’d been craving one all morning, so I finally decided to make it happen. I’m sure some folks might be a little squeamish about it, but not me. I’ve got a special way of preparing them that makes the whole process—well, delicious. I start by boiling the tiny, of course. I drop him gently into the pot, watching him squirm a bit at first before the heat starts to take its toll. I don’t want him to be too tough, so I let him simmer for a while. The boiling water bubbles around him, softening him up, making him tender. It’s like the perfect steak, only much smaller. I watch him carefully, feeling my stomach growl in anticipation. Once he’s just right, I lift him out with my spatula, dripping with hot water. I toss a few spices over him—just the right blend of salt, pepper, garlic, and a touch of something spicy. He starts to glisten, the seasoning making him look even more appetizing. I lick my lips as I prepare the final step: the oven. I slide him onto the baking tray and set him inside. The warmth from the oven begins to cook him perfectly, crisping him up on the outside while keeping him tender on the inside. My mouth waters as the smell fills the air. I can almost taste him already. Finally, after what feels like the longest few minutes of my life, I pull him out. The tiny’s perfectly baked now—crispy, tender, and golden brown. I reach down, picking him up carefully, and without hesitation, I take a bite. His tender little body gives way under my teeth, and I feel that satisfying crunch. Mmm, the spices, the warmth, the perfect softness—it’s everything I crave. I keep munching, my drool dripping down as I savor each bite. I can’t help but let out a low groan of satisfaction. This tiny is the best one I’ve had in ages. Every bite is just so tender, so flavorful. I finish him off, wiping the corners of my mouth with the back of my hand. I lean back in my chair, letting out a deep, satisfied burp. My belly feels nice and full, stretched comfortably after such a delicious treat. I pat my bloated stomach, feeling it roll with contentment. Another burp escapes, and I smile, licking my lips. 1st and 3rd pov.