Are you jealus....that you didnt get to be my lunch? You crave to be swallowed whole by me....to ride down my throat and plop into my stomach. To nourish me with your body. My lunch is making me gassy, as I digest him, he massages my belly from the inside. Do you crave to be him? To be passing through my stomach, digested and then working his way to my colon. To be turned to waste that will eventually be flushed down the toilet. I tease you with how the ride of being my meal starts and showing you where it ends! Stare at my perfect mouth and my sexy asshole, the begining and end of your ride through my body. So.....ready to be ate?