"Hmm, Dad... you...Aren’t that filling.” The boy realized his stomach still felt hungry, even with the shrunken father he could feel pounding the walls in there. “I’d better go eat mom, too.”
The boy stood up, dusting off his pants as he walked back to where he had left his mother. The woman was sobbing, trying to crawl away with her broken ankle. He picked her up and brought her back to the open field where he could spread out and enjoy his meal.
The mom looked beseechingly up to her giant son. “Sweetheart, please, tell me you didn’t really do it. You wouldn't , would you?”
“Do what?” The boy was confused for a moment before he grinned. “Oh! You mean eat daddy? I sure did.” He patted his belly proudly. “He tasted so good too, and now he gets to become farts and poop and stuff.”
The woman sobbed harder. “NO! Oh god, no…”
“Yeah, he’s still kicking around in there too.” He revealed, making his mom shudder as she realized not only was her husband eaten, but he was eaten whole- arguably the most cruel way to go as it would take the longest to end. “Here, feel him!” The boy teased, pressing his mama up against his tummy.
She gasped, feeling and hearing her husband through the pudgy layer of skin. Both began crying quietly, trying to comfort one another with murmured nonsense.
“Aww, you miss him!” Their giant captor realized. “Well that’s good because he wasn’t very filling so I brought you out here to eat you too.” The boy grinned, bringing his little mommy up to face level. “Don’t worry, I’ll reunite you soon. Of course by eating you at the same time it might be hard to tell you apart when I go potty tomorrow- I’ll do my best though.” And with a laugh, he tossed his screaming mommy into his mouth.
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