Grumbling and still holding your gut, an idea strikes you. It's a little early for breakfast, but your twelve years old sister Susan usually has some candy stashed in her room. Maybe if you ask nice, she'll let you have some. You go to her door, and push it open.
Inside, the little blond girl is simply playing with some dolls, wearing a light blue dress. She looks up, smiling when she sees you. "Hi Mary! Did you come to play too?"
Shutting the door, you smile at her. Something about her is...awfully tempting, horrible as the thought is. She looks....delicious.
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