Cannibal Romane & Geschichten

“Well, that wasn’t scary at all,” Teema said, stepping carefully over the recently made corpses of the cannibals Rex had just finished slaying, squealing when her foot clipped a partially beheaded man’s scalp and the head parted from the neck with a squelching sound. “Just imagine how scary it would have been if Rex hadn’t parted his head from his neck. He may have been the one removing yours to eat your insides,” Venya chimed, patting Teema on the arm gingerly when she caught up and looked down at the cannibal with a grimace. Looking up at Rex, she asked “Can we leave please? This place is already quite smelly now.”

Her eyes became pure white, shining beautifully, and when the light was gone, Hana’s eyes back to normal. Then, Hana stood up aggressively while her two hands calmly putted besides her giving the cannibal fire eater a fierce look. The CanFe or the Cannibal Fire Eater, stops walking towards Hana and starting to make again a fire blast to strike Hana. It hits Hana that made an impact sound and create a thick smoke. The CanFe feeling glad because of its successful strike but when the smoke gone, it shocked the CanFe to death for he failed to kill his target.

I was completely wrung out as my body convulsed around his, and the night had only begun. At some point we drank wine and ate food. If I hadn't been the one to order it, I wouldn't have been able to say what it was we ate. Most of the meal came to my lips via Nox's fingers as my hands were useless, bound behind me in an elaborate weave of satin. The dependence made each bite of food or drink of wine more fulfilling, more intoxicating. It was as if the fine French wine's alcohol content far exceeded the legal limit. Each morsel or sip brought to my lips at his discretion was a hit from a drug, the lack of control stimulating my bloodstream like cocaine.

He didn’t consider this. Fuck!!! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Some of them won’t be hungry for food… Some will crave other living beings… Some will crave blood… And some will simply crave havoc and destruction!

It was better to conclude the business quickly before they became aware of their extinction. Fortunately, there were no females in the group of cannibals. He was glad for that because the females were always the hardest to bring down in this sort of cult. They seemed to have a sixth sense about everything about them and he suspected there was some sort of relationship to the practice of witchcraft in their actions. He took the last one down with the simple swipe of his sharpened fingernail across his throat. He would have liked to have slowed down and fed for a bit but he really wasn't hungry and he had no great liking for the cannibal

Then he dropped the bombshell. "They're taking humans to feed the rejects they've made because they are making them cannibals and are planning on using them as elite soldiers. They're going to get them reliant on human flesh, starve them then send them into hostile areas and let them eat. How fucked up is that" he groaned. "Sounds like a whacked-out government to me," I said softly because nothing surprised me any longer.

I did what I was never supposed to. It.. was too repugnant for me to even tell. I ate him. I fucking did cannibalism! I couldn’t resist my urge to devour his body. I couldn’t bear the rush of euphoria. I needed it like a drug I am addicted to. It was the sudden feeling my soul was trying to deny but I couldn’t. I need more of it. Please.. stop. Things got out of hand. When I hated violence then how did I become the lunatic myself?

Then he cut their ears off. I'd started to become used to the simmer of acid in my stomach at the sight when, without warning, he cut the balls off one of the strangers and forced the other one to eat them. I’d stayed strong until that point, but that pushed me over the edge. I doubled over and emptied the contents of my entire dinner onto the floor. But Blake seemed like he enjoyed it—got a sick pleasure from it. He smiled while they screamed and thrashed in agony, a glint in his eyes.

“And that one doesn't know what animal they eat in sausages or fast food.” “I heard about a tamale shop that a neighbor denounced because he saw that many people were coming in but not going out. The police found pits full of bones; you can imagine the meat in their products.” “Let's not talk about that; it is very disgusting, although throughout history several cultures practiced cannibalism.” “People imagine a cannibal as an African aborigine with a bone in his head, and it can be. Although I read a story of some American Indians who were stunned when they rescued a Spanish ship whose occupants were adrift for months, hunger a

he said mostly to himself. VVVVV The champagne tasted like shit in her mouth. How could she be here celebrating over the death of her members? Red Dawn hadn’t killed anyone yet, Megumi had been the first to draw blood. Takahiro wouldn’t take this sitting down. He’d fight back, and he’d fight back harder. But she couldn’t afford to not be at this small party. Megumi already suspected her. “So what now?” Takashi asked. “You get a move on” she hissed.