"You see little guy, I know a tasty looking tiny when I see one, and trust me, you'll be quite the snack when I have you for dinner." Miss Becker told you as your heart dropped, realizing that this woman had the fullest intent on sending you do the depths of her digestive system. An a hopeless attempt to dodge her hunger, you tried to stand up, only to be shaken by the laughter of the lunch lady.
"Don't even try it buddy, or I'll make your fate a lot worse than being sent to my stomach." She said as you stopped moving, scared of what she might mean. She started to walk, leading herself into the kitchen, where she opened the fridge and looked around. She got out a variety of ingredients, before you realized that she was getting things to make a
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