Watch out, little one… I'm lounging at my dining table in a form-fitting purple mermaid dress that hugs every curve of my BBW body, chowing down on handfuls of chocolate-covered popcorn while binge-watching TV. I'm totally zoned out, stuffing my mouth without a care, until I feel a tiny wiggle in my palm, it's you, a pathetic little intruder trying to steal my treats like some freeloading pest. At first, I'm disgusted, flicking you away and yelling about your nerve to bite me and my food. But then, my mind wanders to all the naughty uses I could have for a tiny toy like you. Maybe scrubbing the sticky popcorn bits from between my teeth with your squirming body. The thrill of it all has me wet with power, but let's be real, I'm not exactly the careful type. One wrong move, and you might just slip down my throat, becoming part of my feast. Care to risk it?
