She lifts you up closer to her face, her eyes still brimming with tears. But then she seems to calm down, and gives you a long, warm, heavy lick, coating you in some of her clear, slick saliva. "I tried to be nice to you, but, I suppose you don't want that! You don't see the joy in being my food, becoming my poop..." She giggles, and gives you a naughty, kind of cruel smirk, leaning back, she holds you at an angle over her lips, forcing you to watch as they part and move around while she talks to you. "You don't want my kindness, so, as punishment... when I eat you, you're going to survive my digestive process for as long as possible... I want you to feel how it is to become my snack, my poop... I will walk around, enjoying my everyday life, not caring about you, though enjoying your struggles and suffering in me, while you slowly turn to my wastes..." She giggles, quite cutely and enticingly actually. "Mmmm, then, later, I'll sit on the toilet, and, with much pleasure and very little care... I'm gonna poop you out. Oh, you'll feel so good coming out my ass... Though, I don't think you'll get to enjoy it much yourself..."
She gives you another smirk, "Hmmm, only question is, should I swallow you down right now, and enjoy the rest of my meal, then head off, to live my life, and enjoy myself, as you become my snack? Or, should I keep you a bit, teach you just what I am like, that you are truly meant to become my poop... Hmm..." She giggles, her stomach making a soft growl, showing it's quite eager to recieve you, and digest you as she has no doubt done to many others before this.
It looks like you can forget any hopes you ever had that she would be kind to you; it seems, your place is firmly set as her snack, and perhaps her plaything... You can only wait to see what she has in mind.