Out of nowhere you mother can with a Johnny size pot and put you in it with filled water, Mom then turns on the stove and let you cook for an hour.
One hour passes and you find yourself survived the cooking but unable to move. "Mm, did my little boy turn into a little meal." your mother says. She then puts your head in her mouth, moaning of your taste, slowly you are pulled in more to her stomach. Once inside you begin digesting and later...
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