The Last Prayer

How many chances do you have to run away and hide, little man??00000000000000000. you last prayer. Im gona squash you under my fat feet!!! Are you drizzing already? To late little man! will torment your, destroy your body, crush your bones. Ohh I will tell you once again. you will be crushed below my feet or just chewed, swallowed, and digested in my stomach. O r how do you wish?To be swalow alive and live inside my giantess stomack few days???