I come home from a night out in a sexy outfit and I check on my son and see he's still awake. I had a bit too much fun on my night out and complain how I haven't been able to get food all night. Suddenly I open my eyes and see my son as a juicy mustard covered hotdog. I get a second glimpse and see it's my son again. I say I could just eat him up and drool and almost take a bite of him, before snapping back to reality and awkwardly telling him to go to bed before I leave the room. Next scene I come back into his room - I’m in a hungry state of mind- and see the hotdog son in bed. I grab him taunt him, licking him, telling him he's going into my belly, and dominantly devour him feet first in giant gluttonous, sloppy bites - I am in euphoria as I fill my belly. With the final bite I slide his upper body deep into my mouth with my finger. I lay down on his bed and caress my now full belly, before coming back to reality. I wake up and wonder where I am, explaining how I had the weirdest dream about eating a hotdog, I wonder where my son is before getting up and walking away.