I hunger for a goddamn newborn! My friends and enemies all shall die in vein!
Ripped appendages too horrible to watch! I’ve spread my disease without much care. Snatched and defiled entrails of a vile whores womb, serve the purpose of skewed dinner calls. Her sac is gelatinous, putrid and warm. Her eyes tell the tale of horror and rape. Yet still I hover above her breeding sac, ominously anticipating her birth. The bastard starts crowning, and I’ve had enough! I bite down hard on the little b*tch’s head. I aid in her pushing and heaving of birth, only to donate a quick free death. I’ve noticed the child is struggling to squirm, so I free up some space by tearing the flesh. An eight inch wide hole now stands in defeat, the bastard drips down and slides to the floor. I don’t like my f*cking food dirty, but I’ll apply the five second roll rule. Screams begin to give us all headaches as I reach below to pick up my feast. I’ve had enough of this insipid screaming, it’s time to swing the brat at her face. Knocks her unconscious with a single whelp. It’s not enough that her child is dead, the bastard must now by stuffed with items from it’s goddamn birth givers head! Hack and harrow my hooves in her face, pull out the eyes with added entrails, shove them pupil first into the bastards mouth, force it to chew with a jab of my fist. The stuffed piglet is complete!
Take one leg with the right the other with the left. Pulling and toiling the night away. Bones start snapping and joints begin popping, by now the bastard cannot be saved! The left leg comes off without a hitch, blood fills my eyes temporarily blinded me. I can’t stand much more of this, I go for bite, ripping and shredding the muscle mass with my teeth. Stringy and juicy, I think I’ll need a bib, let’s just hope FEMA isn’t watching! I’ve seen this before, this whole horrible act, the President is doing the very same to the country, yet no one screams. Strange. The bastard’s eyeballs explode like grapes in my mouth, I peel back the skin from his non-raspberry tummy. Carries enough blood to mimic the mess of a thousand cherry pies, I’m going to have a huge dry cleaning bill! But I’ll have to admit, the sexual energy is growing, I think I gave myself either a medium Sprite or a Goat-Boner, I blame the whore. The whore who had this screaming brat to get attention. The country is plagued with unwanted pregnancies, I’m giving back to society! I suckle the last of the tiny shit’s ribs, then I dispose of the remains prom style, behind a Denny’s in the trash along with the other uneaten shits.
I can’t wait till breakfast tomorrow…