"I'll still eat them. A little hot sauce won't make them inedible." You let out a sigh of relief as you wipe the sauce from your eyes. But then you see werecheetah's clawed fingertips reaching down for you and gasp. Grace picks you up and takes you to her face where she opens her mouth and reveals her sharp teeth and long tongue. You scream slightly because you're sure she's finally going to eat you.
But surprisingly, Grace only sticks out her tongue and licks all around you. You're in utter pain because her tongue is as rough as sandpaper, which made sense since Grace was a cat based monster. But that's not what disturbs you so much as the fact that the cheetah giantess is purring as she laps the hot sauce off your tiny body. She's obviously enjoying your taste. As soon as the hot sauce has been licked off, Grace breaks you off a piece of the dumplings before she starts scarfing again. You bite into the dumpling and it has an odd taste, but you like it.
Then you realize these dumplings were made by monsters. Who knows what they're made of? You decided not to question Grace on answers you might not want to know. "They're good Grace. Are these from a new restaurant." Grace shakes her head and eats three more dumplings before she answers you. "Nah, Korina was just trying out a new recipe and wanted an expert's opinion. Could stand to use a little more salt, but otherwise they're okay. But that does remind me. I'm assigned to inspect a new restaurant that opened up in town. After all, they'll need my okay if they commence with setting up shop."
You let out a nervous laugh as Grace smiles down at you and shows you her teeth as she waves her tail. You weren't going to drop your guard. Grace had a big appetite, so much that you wonder how all of it could go to her hips and ass alone. But you knew for a fact that Grace would gobble you up the second you got careless. Some of the restaurants she judged had people on the menu served in various ways and Grace ate so many humans she developed a taste for them and you're certain they're her favorite food. Grace's predatory nature was made even scarier since she acted so polite and friendly towards you, just like a serial killer, you could see it in the gleam of her glasses.
But Grace wasn't trying to eat you now so you gulp and ask her a question. "So, you need me to help inspect the place." Grace nods her head. "That's right. And please bring your camera so I can highlight what I like the most. Hope you have a stomach for monster cuisine." Grace takes you in her palm before she places you in her back pocket. "Uh Grace," you say. "One last question." "Relax, this is work Tim. Not a date. Mazee will understand." You didn't see it, but as Grace was saying this, she licked her lips. Going to a monster restaurant with a 675ft tall cat you knew for a fact wanted to eat you. Sometimes you wonder if you should ask for a raise.
But what kind of restaurant is this new place you're helping Grace inspect?
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