You waited politely, sitting cross-legged on the wooden table, listening to the giant porcupine's large footsteps slowly begin to fade. You turned to your left and noticed a bowl...with a sliver of milk drizzling down the size, making a small puddle of white by the bowl's edge. "Hmm... cereal?" you inquire. You look around more at your surroundings, marveling at the bright, brick-walled room. It was almost like a dream. You were awoken from your trail of thought by the soft thuds of Flaky's footsteps, which turned to thunder, as she approached the table you were on, clenching a fistful of...what appeared to be a leg or two and an arm sticking out from between the matted paw that held it. "Tee hee," she giggled, noticing your curiosity, which she thought was "cute." She revealed the specimen, or specimens, in her paw, which turned out that to be three wriggling, writhing villagers. None of them looked familiar to you, though. "That's what I meant when I said 'others,' little one." Flaky said softly.
"Wait, what are you trying to say?" you look up at Flaky nervously, noticing a gleaming smile from her red, exubrant face. The quills on her back seemed to stick up in suspense from this question, as she answered, "Well, you're not the only one who's visited my castle high above in the clouds before. Many people, all from whom have managed to reach here different ways, have succeeded as well. Yep, I think I've had about ten in my life's pastime...but now, of course, with you here, that can be arranged to eleven, now." "Ten? What happened to the other seven? You're holding three..." you gulp, feeling a tightness in your throat. "Well... I was kinda hungry, admittedly..." Flaky said, blushing, turning even redder than her skin pigment already was. You felt a deep sickness in your stomach. "You ATE them?? How could you!" "Now now, little guy, I only eat the ones that disobey my orders. These three have been loyal and haven't tried to escape, though... They service me well, occasionally tending to my chores, watering my plants, easy stuff." You look at the three men, all of which trembling in Flaky's hand, probably frightened by how loud her voice was, even though she was speaking in a steady tone, but they were tiny and all. "So you're going to make me YOUR slave too now, right?" you say, taking a few steps back.
Flaky smiles warmly, "Well...you're really just so small, and...cuter than the others. I think I'll just have you do ONE task for me. But if you disagree..." Flaky, using her other hand's paw finger to pinch one of the little man's shirt by the collar, hoisted him up high above her head, him screaming and flailing his arms, both from the shock of being lifted up so high and fast, and from knowing what would probably come next...and he was right. As you looked on with horror, Flaky's enormous, bucked-tooth jaws slowly opened, revealing her huge, glossy, sticky maw. Saliva clinging to the roof of her mouth, tongue bulging like a pink blob beneath the ringed cavern, a set of white teeth each hidden within the wet-ridden mouth, and a eeriee darkness at the back of the reddish room, where the tongue connects with the throat, uvula hanging above, rising and lowering with each deep breath Flaky inhaled, then exhaled, blowing gusts of hot air into the tiny human's face, with the smell of what may have been Flaky's last meal. You and the other two men, still standing on Flaky's paw, could watch and do nothing as Flaky lowered the shrieking being, tears flowing down his face, which was red from both the heat exhausting from Flaky's maw and the shock of all this happening so fast. Flaky closed her eyes to enjoy the situation better as she quickly threw the man onto the squishy, wet tongue, in which an audible squelch was heard from the outside, and instantly, Flaky's lips snapped shut, trapping her prisoner tight in the hot, salivating, alive cave. She took a moment or two to get a taste of the man, her cheeks flexing, using her tongue to sway him by flipping him around side-to-side, like a washing machine, covering him in her saliva, filling her taste buds with a multitude of different flavors. Then, finally, she tilted her head back a bit, and you saw saw a small lump begin to grow at the top of Flaky's throat, just under the chin. You and the others head a loud, sickening gulp, and watched as the lump expand exuberantly, and travel down, in vain, down down her lustrous throat, where it shrunk and then disappeared, once reaching the belly, in which, you could see her stomach expand ever so slightly with the tiny man's body taking up space from being dumped in. She opened her eyes and sighed deeply... She placed a paw on her tummy, smiling. "Ahh... such a tasty meal." she giggled, looking at your face. "So, will you be a good boy and do as I ask? Or will you have to become the next part of the meal" she said, patting her red belly playfully. You looked up at the huge porcupine, then back at the two remaining men, crouching down in fear. You thought for a moment...
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