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I’m tired of sucking on the same old lollipop. I want to chew on something, feel some texture, a crunch, some resistance… something to break the monotony. Just as I was about to complain, I spot a tiny little man huddled on my lollipop, trembling but not running away. So delicious… I take him between my lips, savoring him slowly. He’s soft at first, but my teeth want more. I take a light bite… and then a harder one. He writhes between my molars, and I love the feeling of having him trapped while I chew. It’s not like hard candy, no… it’s better. It’s tiny flesh that melts in my mouth at my own pace. When it’s thoroughly chewed, I swallow it whole. I feel it slide down my throat, hot, into my stomach. Now, I’m definitely not bored anymore. Any other little man want to be my next bite?