I stumble upon a tiny civilization that somehow moved into my dollhouse… and they are not quiet about it. The moment I get close I can hear their tiny screams echoing up at me, panicked and frantic like they truly believed they’d never be discovered. I wasn’t expecting them either, but now that I’ve found them, I can’t pretend I don’t want to play. The closer I lean in, the more I realize something else: they don’t just sound delicious… they smell delicious. My hunger kicks in instantly, and I start deciding who gets swallowed first. Their little bodies squirm and fight as I take them whole, letting their screams fade deeper and deeper inside me while my belly churns with satisfaction. But I’m not done. My navel aches for them too, like a fourth hole that wants to claim its own prey. I press them down against it, feeling them wriggle and struggle as they’re pulled inside, trapped in my body in a way they never imagined. I devour their world… and turn it into mine.
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