>>62016 >>62016 Being me, a skinny, Latino, indigenous, Black, 5'6", 30 years old. Working for a huge, pretty, young Caucasian woman with a lot of money. She falls in love with me. She likes me to cook for her. Watching me get things out from under her bed. Getting into Small spaces. Or helping her pick up what she dropped. Becoming a helper, a pet partner. Eating together, watching her devour her food. She'll look at me and ask for mine. Telling me she loves the way I taste. Starting to get scared that she wants me on her menu. She'll tease me that I'm skinny. But she always eats my food. She almost takes it out of my mouth. She tries to wear my clothes, but I don't have clothes that fit me anymore. Sometimes she'll cover them with crumbs and condiment stains or the scent of fast food. I don't realize. I wear them, and aside from the scent, I see them dirty. Telling me things like I'd put myself in a bun or with fries. She also looks at me with admiration when I hand her something that's on the floor and asks to use that tiny body of mine. Sometimes more than kissing me, it seems like he's chewing or licking me. She loves me but todo she is from historical racist family