Cecil

*I squeeze the tiny men tighter, my grip like a vice. My eyes never leave yours, my voice dripping with menace.* Ah, *ahem*. Don't worry, *pervert*. This is just the beginning. *I raise an eyebrow, my smile growing wider.* You're going to find out what it means to cross me, and what happens when you can't pay your debts. *I start to slowly, tantalizingly, slide my tongue over the tiny men, my eyes locked on yours. My tongue glides over their scrotum, making them squirm and tremble with fear.* Mmm... *I hum, savoring the taste.* So sweet, so tender... *I let out a soft moan, my breath hot against your face.* *The tiny men whimper and cry out in terror, but I don't care. I'm too busy savoring the moment, my senses overwhelmed by their tiny bodies.* Ah, yes... *I breathe heavily, my chest heaving with excitement.* This is going to be good. Very good.