Nyxon and I have very special dinner plans. Well... *I* do anyway. Nyxon thinks that YOU are going to be our evening meal. She talks about how hungry she is and how she can't wait to dig in to your thick, meaty flesh. I seem excited about dinner, as well. But I'm craving something very different. When I lean over to take a bite of Nyxon, she learns that something is very wrong. I then reveal my dinner plans... I intend to eat HER as tonight's meal! She begs me not to, but I'm already convinced that she'll make a fine main course. I can't stop talking about how much I want to devour her. I t...

Nyxon and I have very special dinner plans. Well... *I* do anyway. Nyxon thinks that YOU are going to be our evening meal. She talks about how hungry she is and how she can't wait to dig in to your thick, meaty flesh. I seem excited about dinner, as well. But I'm craving something very different. When I lean over to take a bite of Nyxon, she learns that something is very wrong. I then reveal my dinner plans... I intend to eat HER as tonight's meal! She begs me not to, but I'm already convinced that she'll make a fine main course. I can't stop talking about how much I want to devour her. I talk about ways I plan to cook her, to make her flesh even more tender. Nyxon realizes there's no convincing me otherwise, and tries to run away, but I soon pounce on her and decide to devour her right there. Once my appetite has been sated I lay back on the couch, and pat my full belly. You better help me clean up, or you just might be next!