You walk over to your cabinets and pull a large plate out and with a smirk return to your friend. You create a few clones and clear the table before placing the plate on it. You pick Konohamaru up and place him on the plate. After pulling his clothing and gear off,you grab the a bottle of syrup and pour it all over him, "time for breakfast" you state to the empty room before swallowing his feet. You slowly make your way up his syrup drenched form, gulping and slurping his calves, thighs and rear end into your mouth and down you greedy throat. Your stomach growls loudly and you do as it commands, pulling his stomach, and lower chest into your mouth and down your throat. You rub the remnants of the syrup on his face as you gobble the rest of him up, his upper chest and neck sinking into your gullet before you take his head into your mouth and savor it's flavor. Then with a strong gulp you pull it down your throat and into your very full belly. You feel him begin to squirm around inside you and start to panic. "Boss!" he shouts. "yes Konohamaru" "what did you do?" "Simple I had a twelve year old boy for breakfast" "let me out" he pleads
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