The giant young man lifts his huge foot off of his whimpering slave, then bends forward and lifts him into the air. Then, Brendon uses his gargantuan fingers to delicately peel every single article of clothing off the boy's body. Brought eye-level with his giant master, the tiny slave's lip quivers, his skinny arms hanging by his sides as he is exposed and humiliated before the crowd. "I'm sorry, your Majesty.." he sniffs in a feeble voice. Brendon's big, wet tongue slides over his bottom lip and then swipes across the top, nearly touching his nose. The dangling slave raises his hands in defence, "No.. No, please! NO NO NO-" Brendon throws his head back, his jaw stretched open, and drops the shrieking boy into his mouth. One manic arm dangles out, swiping crazily after Brendon's lips seal shut, but that goliath tongue returns and pulls it back in. That familiar, mischevious grin returns to Brendon's face as if he were sharing a naughty joke and he struggles not to let the smile part his lips as he chews noisily, meeting all of his terrified slaves' eyes. Soon the giant's Addam's apple slides up and down as he swallows his lunch, and he opens his mouth wide, sighing breathily with satisfaction. "Ah! The good old food pyramid.. Hahaha!! Now, who wants to brush my.. Ooh, once again I seem to have my boys' support already!... But who's this hesitant little man?"
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