My ship sank and I have been at sea for days, alone in a tiny dingy. I finally wash up on an unknown island. I am starving hungry but can’t find anything to eat. It is so hot, and my stomach is rumbling so loudly, I pass out exhausted. I awake to find myself tied down, surrounded by tiny, frighted villagers, who have found and contained me, fearing for their lives. I have never seen tinies before. I try to explain my situation, and that I don’t intend them any harm, but they insist on presenting me with two prisoners to consume, convinced that this is the only way to appease me. Reluctantly, fearing for my own safety and to calm them down I agree to eat their offerings. Afterwards, I start to negotiate the terms of my release with the village leader, but get distracted by the growing feeling of excitement as the two prisoners I swallowed whole wriggle around in my stomach. I can’t help but moan and caress my stomach, whilst also doing my best to pay attention to the conversation. I didn’t expect to like this so much, in fact, I realise, it’s turning me on. Suddenly, driven by both my desire and hunger I turn feral, scooping up the village leader and gulping him down, before setting off to hunt down the rest of my prey - all of the villagers will ultimately meet the same fate, it's impossible to escape me. The video ends with me comings to terms with what I have done - I am shocked, appalled, but also so very satisfied. I realise this can be my own secret, nobody else ever needs to know what I have done.