Towering above the tiny intruders, I make it clear who’s in charge. They’re nothing but playthings to me—too small to fight back, too weak to escape. I tease them with cruel comparisons, showing off just how massive I am next to their pathetic little bodies. Some get trapped deep in my belly button; others are crushed flat and then swallowed whole, sliding down into my greedy stomach, where they’ll never be seen again.