I thirst for destruction. My greatest pleasure is annihilation. Mercy is nonexistent. My desirable form towers over all. The sway of My hips is a warning. The threat of being crushed under My ass is overwhelming your tiny soul. Tremble and stare in awe but ask yourself: What do you deserve? Do you deserve to be eliminated by My impeccable ass? Do you deserve anything gentle, kind, loving and sweet? NO. Just as I was made for destruction, you are made to be destroyed. You will be subjected to My cruelty and become My food. Inside My stomach, a violent digestion is waiting to dissolve you. The torment I put you through is long and drawn out. Your last living moments are spent in bubbling acids. Before you have finished liquifying, I’ve already moved on to My next wicked whim. I don’t pay any mind to My prey after they’ve been used up. My insatiable desire for depravity drives Me forward. I am fed and you are forgotten.