Mxtress Valleycat - Tiny Troublemakers

“you’re not even a snack… just an amuse-bouche for my dark appetite.” tonight in my lair, i reign supreme in liquid purple satin, my victory roll ponytail swaying as i play with my food. your microscopic whimpers are adorable as i pluck tinies between manicured fingers – some dissolve on my tongue with a theatrical swallow. this is macrophile heaven meets devouring nightmare, where my glossy lips are the last thing dozens see before– gulp –becoming digestive decor.