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>>60097168
How did they know vomiting is one of my fetishes ToT

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I hope you'd eat me one day wife

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>>53320041
Wife kidnapping me, cutting off my arms and legs so I can't escape and then baking my limbs into a meat pie then force feeding me the pie

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>>45017608
He can eat me but he won't need a lot of calories because he's mostly metal, we can start from the leg up so I'd still be alive, he can slowly consume my body until someone comes rescue us or I die.

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>>44146746
Hmmm yummy, please make me into soup

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I want Alan to ask for my number one day at the organic farmers market and take me out on a date at a fancy highclass restuarant, picking me up and giving me a bouquet of flowers. He would be the most attentive and kind boyfriend buying me gifts all the time and showering me with affection. After dating for a couple weeks he asks me to go to his house because he wants to cook for me, after all the way to a person's heart is through their stomach. He lives in a sleek and imposing looking house with modern furniture and a minimalist aesthetic, while the house looks sparse the kitchen on the other hand looks well loved and full of equipment. He invites me over to the counter to see him cook, on the table are an assortment of organ meats, exotic looking vegetables and a wide variety of sauces. Alan says he's going to cook me some French dish that I can pronounce and then brings out a bottle of wine for us to drink while he cooks. After couple hours or so he presents a full 3 course meal that looks like it could be from a three Michelin star restaurant. We take the plates to the dinning room table and start digging into the appetizers. I start to get dizzy during the main course but it must be because I've had a bit too much wine, Alan asks me if I want to go lay down on the couch for a little bit and I bashfully say yes, feeling silly for over indulging. I somehow fall a sleep without knowing it and I wake up lying on an uncomfortable and lumpy bed. I seem to be chained to the wall and in a dark damp basement, in a panic I start screaming for help. I hear the sound of foot steps coming closer, the basement door opens and Alan walks down the stairs. I'm overjoyed at seeing a familiar face but also confused why he's here. Alan tells me that he intends to keep me with him forever because the moment he saw me he knew I was the one, that he loves me so much he could never bear to part from me. He injects me with a sedative and drags me off to the cold room, he uses a band saw to cut off my left leg half way above the knee and then dresses the wound. He keeps me in his basement slowly eating each of my limb until all that is left is a limbless torso, he feeds me all of the meal he makes out of me so I can savour the delicious art that he has turned me into. The meals are always beautifully presented and he makes sure to use every part of me, nothing ever goes to waste. He keeps me around for several months as a torso but one day he tells me that he can not see me like this anymore and that he must consume me whole so that me and him can be together forever, fused into his dna, after all the most sincere and deepest form of love is to consume them. He kisses me while he holds a knife to my stomach and split me open, my intestine spills onto the floor and I bleed out. He picks up my limp body and carry me up to the kitchen, as I slowly lose consciousness all I can think of is that our love will finally be consummated and I will forever be a part of him.

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