I was just enjoying my tea when something strange shook me to my core. Spin around, dazed, I suddenly noticed a tiny house at my feet—what is this? A shrunkenland? Curious, I knocked, and to my absolute surprise, someone answered—squeaking, screaming little tinies. I couldn’t believe how massive I’d become. Still confused, still so hungry, I peeked inside and found them—tiny little bodies scrambling like bugs in a dollhouse. Their attempts to scream and beg just sounded like pathetic high-pitched whining. My voice booming compared to their little voices. One by one, I plucked them up, dropped them into my mouth, and felt them slide down, squirming as I filled my empty belly up, burping from how full they make me become. You tried to hide in the corner, didn’t you? But I saw you, you protein snack. And now I’m coming for you—licking, tasting, sniffing you until you’re slick with fear. You try to fight, but you’re no match for my tongue, my throat, my hunger. You’re just another deliciou
