I found you, tiny and helpless, completely no match for my massive mouth and belly. I swirl you across my tongue, savoring every movement as I consider what you should become: a slave, a plaything, or something else entirely. I tease you with soft licks and deliberate yawns, letting you feel the overwhelming scale of me. My breath washes over you, my burps and playful exhalations reminding you just how small you really are. Every movement, every teasing lick, every waft of my breath keeps you on edge, making you realize how powerless you are under my control. And as I pause, looking down at you, I wonder… will I devour you, or leave you trembling in suspense?
