Trapped within your fist and rapidly becoming more naked as you remove his remaining clothes, Tom's casual smile and helpful manner soon melt away. His lip begins to tremble, tears well up in his eyes, and his whole plump little frame generally starts to shake.
"Please ...I was bluffing before, trying to buy time ...but now I'm being serious! Please, please don't eat me!"
"Now Tom," you say in a mock-stern voice. "You knew full well that I was going to eat you one way or another. You've been treated to some chocolate as well as the extra time to prepare for your fate. Crying about it now is frankly undignified."
"But I don't want to be eaten! I have so much to live for! I'm begging you, don't do it!"
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