I already have your cheating husband exactly where he belongs: trapped deep inside me. He thought sneaking around behind his wife’s back and serving me would earn him something special, something permanent. When he came over last night begging to stay with me forever, he forgot one thing: I don’t fall in love. I consume. Now he’s slowly being processed, reduced and absorbed, becoming nothing more than a permanent part of me. But just when I’m enjoying the quiet satisfaction of his fate, I hear movement in my house. His wife. Curious, suspicious, and snooping where she shouldn’t be. She followed him here, and now she wants answers. I give them to her. I tell her exactly what her husband has been doing behind her back and where he is now. Shock turns into panic as she realizes he never left this place. I decide there’s only one fitting ending: together forever. I claim her too, ensuring they remain side by side inside me, permanently part of my body and completely erased from the world t
