ohshit.. ohshit. Your body freezes in panic as you watch the goliath toy with your freind in a not to nice mug. Your knees knock together as you wait.. a few seconds and you muffle a scream. There is a wiggling bulge in the lion beasts jowels, cheaks puffy as he "Plays" with the living dog that must be inside. For empahsis he turns over the tankard and only a few drops of liquid drip out. You stare transfixed at the sight, his pleasent smile around the fur meal, and then he swallows, his mane flags a moment and his throat swells in a very slight bulge, then it's gone You freeze in utter terror as the taur looks around, and makes a muffled burp in your general direction "Quiet a tasty fellow, but gone now, so I suppose either you chickened out or realized how ludicrious it would be to put yourself on the line when I could have simply had a double suger in my drink. He makes a contented moan as one handpaw strokes his front stomach "Ooohhh... now that woke him up, little firecracker, ohh well, he won't last long at all, now for you..."
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