*Custom Request* I am an experienced predator and your wife was simply one of countless meals I have consumed. Hunting her down was easy and swallowing her whole was even easier. I backed her into a corner and now she struggles inside My gut. In a pitiful attempt to escape she tries to crawl up My throat. A few gulps is all it takes to put her in her place. How pathetic! Oh the things prey do to try to evade their fate as food. Since you are the delectable husband, I will check in with you every day to show you how she’s slowly breaking down. She fights now but tomorrow she’ll be silent and unmoving. The day after that My belly will be flattened, she will have been completely digested and I’ll be hungry once again. You know what that means. I ache to feel My stomach grow and swell with the weight of My same size prey. I am insatiable and it is simply not right for Me to go without a big, expanded belly. Prey such as you and your wife are nothing more than nutrients to Me. Your lives are insignificant and the best thing you’ll ever amount to is My food. The only evidence that either of you have existed will be the pudge on My tummy. Accept that now for you are next on the menu.