ou find yourself standing in awe at a bustling anime convention when suddenly, the crowd parts, and she appears — a towering giantess in flawless cosplay. Dressed as a powerful anime villainess, her costume is detailed down to the last stitch: flowing dark cape, glinting armor, and glowing eyes that lock onto you with mischievous hunger. Before you can react, her massive hand swoops down, fingers closing around you like a steel cage wrapped in velvet. She lifts you effortlessly, smirking as you squirm in her grasp. Her lips, glossy and slightly parted, curl into a playful grin. “You look delicious,” she teases, her voice booming like thunder but smooth as silk. As she raises you toward her mouth, you catch a glimpse of her tongue, wet and waiting. The scent of peppermint lip gloss fills your senses. With a slow, dramatic flair, she opens wide — and with one final wink, she slides you past her lips, sealing your fate in the warm, dark world inside.
