
Assimilation Avenue
You know how it is, being a goddess in a mortal neighbourhood... all these helpful little men, always eager to please. They come over with such good intentions, not realising their only real purpose is to slide down my throat. I take my time with them, making sure they feel worshipped, wanted... right up until the final, satisfying gulp. I coax my last neighbour into my waiting tummy, filling the last empty space inside me. At this rate, the whole street will be nothing but a distant, delicious memory.
