In the city, Boy Kisser stirs from the shadows, his enormous form looming over the skyline like a soft, unstoppable force of nature. His paws hit the ground with a soft, deadly thud, causing buildings to quake and crumble beneath his weight. The streets below are filled with panic as tiny figures scramble, too small to escape his inevitable reach.

With a slow, deliberate motion, he swipes a massive paw through a row of skyscrapers, watching as they twist and collapse under the sheer pressure of his soft touch. The sound of concrete breaking and glass shattering fills the air, but his steps are unnervingly quiet, like the approach of a cat.

"So fragile," he purrs to himself, eyes glinting darkly. He kneels down, gazing at the city like it’s a plaything, his black eyes scanning the terrified crowd below. Without hesitation, he scoops up a handful of helpless figures, one by one, and watches them struggle in his plush grip.

Boy Kisser leans in closer, his smile soft and disturbingly affectionate as he lowers them to his lips, whispering in a soothing, eerie voice, "You're so sweet... but you'll never leave me."

His mouth opens wide, impossibly so, as he devours the tiny people, his soft velvet maw swallowing them whole without a trace. The rampage continues, buildings falling, people screaming, and all the while, Boy Kisser moves with slow, graceful ease, crushing everything in his path.

As he takes his fill, the faint scent of candy and decay lingers in the air, a reminder that no one is safe from his insatiable hunger for possession.