Wake up…that’s right. You passed out you poor thing…Must have been that special martini I made you hehe. Oh no don’t try to get up…you’re much too intoxicated. Yes you’re very compliant in this state. So much easier to work with. And now you can help me cook dinner! What’s for dinner? Why YOU of course. I havent had a good home cooked meal in a while heheh Lift up your arms for me…I want to see your ribs…mmmm so juicy. I can’t wait to cook you nice and slow. My stomach is growling. I cant wait to tear into your flesh…savour your juicy meat. I’m going to eat every part of you…I’m going to use every inch of you…I’m so hungy…My mouth is watering…I need to eat you…to devour you. I need to taste you. I need you inside of me. My stomach is growling…Oh I almost forgot…I need my special sauce…xoxo Meana WolfClip Contains: A femcan fantasy in which you are unable to escape from Meana’s clutches as she starts preparing you for dinner. She can’t help but tell you every detail about how she plans on slow cooking your tasty flesh. She’s hungry. You can hear her stomach growling. She’s ravenous for you. She needs your meat.