“I would show you what you’ll look like, but I don’t think brother is quite done cooking.” You snickered. “Be sure to say hi to him in there, if you find anything left of him!”
With this terrifying message, you opened your mouth wide and tilted your head back, dropping both screaming parents onto your tongue. As you closed your mouth, you felt them scrambling around like ants you had eaten the other day, only difference being these ants talked. You couldn’t hear what they were saying once your lips were closed though, and you didn’t bother to try. You could already guess that it was more pleas not to eat them just like your brother had done, and just like your brother there was only one place you would send them now.
GULP.
“Ah, there we go.” You patted your tummy again, listening to it gurgle happily as two more shrieking snacks fell into the acid pit of your stomach. “You brought me into this world mom and dad, how nice that I get to be the one to take you both out of it! It’s what you get for becoming food sized. Now you both have to become my poop. You don’t get a choice in the matter, my belly knows just what to do with bugs like you. Please fight back as long as you can though, your struggles are a fun tickle this side of my belly.”
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