Succulent Prey

There are some cultures that believe you can only know God by examining his works. Not by reading a book or listening to the superstitious ramblings of some hypocritical child-molesting priest, but by watching his movements in nature. It followed logically from there that to know what God wants you must look at those creatures who lack the will to do other than what nature had intended of them, those creatures programmed by nature to act solely on instinct.

Joe liked to study animals, particularly the predators. It helped him to understand the natural instincts that drove human behavior.

Joe had many questions about so-called aberrant behavior in humans. Could it be that what we called aberrant behavior was in fact the natural state of man? Was there an instinct to kill? An instinct to rob, rape, maim, and destroy? In animals Joe saw every act that man had proclaimed criminal and sinful performed with startling regularity. In nature there was homosexuality, incest, patricide, matricide, infanticide, war, robbery, rape, necrophilia, and cannibalism.

In countless nature documentaries Joe watched with interest as baboons murdered chimpanzees, ate their own young, and stole food from one another. He watched dogs raping their own mothers, and lions attacking and killing other male lions and murdering and cannibalizing their offspring. Joe didn’t feel like such a monster when he looked at the behaviors God appeared to favor. God was apparently a lunatic.

Joe flipped through the pictures of the big jungle cats in his zoology book and felt a stirring kinship. They all enjoyed their positions at the top of their respective food chains. Yet man alone sat uncontested atop the global food chain, the superpredator. There was nothing on earth on which man did not prey in one way or another, either for food, clothing, medicines, hair products, jewelry, good luck charms, or merely for sport. Yet man had no natural predator except man himself.

Joe stared in admiration at a picture of a sleek jaguar pouncing on a gazelle and smiled, imagining what it must feel like to take that first bite and taste the flood of warm blood from a lacerated artery fill your mouth. He turned the next page to a photograph of a baboon crushing the skull of a small chimpanzee. The pain and terror in the monkey’s eyes excited him. He imagined himself as the baboon, his jaws clamping down on the skull of a young coed, his sharp canines piercing her brain. Joe squirmed uncomfortably in his seat as his erection swelled.

The hunger in his belly merged with the hunger in his loins to form something dark and murderous, awakening the predator coiled in his gut waiting for the scent of prey. He looked at his sleeping roommate across the room, tucked beneath the blankets, snoring softly, and his stomach growled at the prospect of fresh meat. The monster was ravenous tonight.

Joe turned with effort away from the still form of his roommate and closed the zoology book. He flicked on the PC and pulled the monster out of his shorts, taking it firmly in hand. He was sick of studying. It was time for a break. He went online and quickly found his favorite website. He clicked on the icon at the bottom of the cannibal sex site and brought up a page labeled ‘The Preparation of Human Flesh For Human Consumption.’ He began to read as he masturbated in long languid strokes to the descriptions of dismemberment and cannibalism.

For the best taste, choose very firm breasts with large nipples (half an inch or more in length) that stand up high on a girl’s chest. Large breasts (36C to 40DD) with fat marbled into the meat make the softest and moistest cuts, so easy to chew you can almost eat them raw. The breast should be sliced off close to the rib bones, thus leaving some muscle under the breast meat. Serve sliced thinly cut diagonally, with or without the nipples intact, in sauce. If she is lactating you can use the milk to create a delicate cream sauce.

Joe began to salivate. He scrolled down further on the Web page as he stroked himself energetically, casting an occasional glance over at his sleeping roommate, hoping the guy wouldn’t suddenly wake up and interrupt him. It would be a shame to have to kill him, although now he was certainly in the mood for it.

If the girl is to be cooked alive, she should be given several enemas and starved for at least 1-2 days prior to serving. She should be flushed out thoroughly (through both her anus and her urethra), all body hair removed (except her head hair, if the head is to be used for decoration), and the body washed down completely. Before starting, a painkiller should be administered. A strong alcoholic beverage is suggested, as it tends to improve the taste of the meat. If you are thinking of marinating the meat in wine then you might consider using that wine as the anesthesia to begin the marinating process.

Once the girl is properly anesthetized, with a very sharp knife carefully open her belly from just above her vagina to her sternum, not slicing too deep. Unlike venison or beef this meat is best served rather gamy, rich with the taste of fear. You want the girl to be alive right up until you cut off the first tender slice of this most choice and delicious meat.

‘Yes!’ Joe exclaimed breathlessly, shuddering with ecstasy as he reached up to pinch his nipples and slather his palm in saliva. Joe desperately wanted to know what the flesh of a living, breathing woman tasted like. He wanted her to be conscious and aware, watching as he tore the meat from her bones. He reached back down and took his erection in hand again, delighting in the slick feel of his own saliva as he jerked on his blood-gorged penis.

You may decide to leave the uterus intact as this can be stuffed. Rinse out the body cavity with clean water, rub the inside with butter and herbs. Core out the anus and stitch shut. Stuff her belly if desired with rice or stuffing mix, and sew the incision shut. Weigh her after gutting and stuffing and calculate her cooking time by the following rule: Barbecue 15-20 minutes per pound, and oven roast @ 375 degrees for 25-30 minutes per pound. Few girls will live longer than 1 hour while cooking since she will die as soon as her heart starts to cook.

Joe knew that most of the stuff on the site was bull shit. No one could survive the torturous ordeal of being vivisected long enough for you to cook them alive. Still, like all good pornography, it was all about the fantasy. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine himself as a chef serving up fresh girl meat. He felt the orgasm building within him as he imagined the aroma of freshly cooked flesh and tried to envision what the look in the woman’s eyes would be as he peeled off bits of her flesh and devoured it before her as her heart boiled in her chest. He drooled and his cock tingled and swelled even more as he read further down the page. His erection was now so hard that it felt as if the skin would burst.

Once again he looked over at his roommate to make sure he had not awakened. One of the boy’s legs was now sticking out from beneath the covers. Joe had to restrain himself from going over to take a bite out of it. He turned back to the computer screen but continued to cast sidelong glances at his sleeping roommate as his engorged organ began to pulsate and the first drops of precum dribbled from the swollen head.

Joe pinched his left nipple hard as he continued to masturbate, then he reached down and slid a finger into his rectum to massage his prostate. He read frantically through the rest of the page as he neared climax. His legs kicked straight out in front of him as the monster leaped up and shot a long arc of semen up onto the computer screen. His entire body jerked convulsively as he ejaculated again and again in what seemed an unending stream of liquid white, and visions spiralled through his mind of succulent human flesh cut lovingly from the breasts, thighs, and buttocks of a woman bred for her meat.

What the hell am I becoming? Joe wondered as he continued to pant breathlessly, still quivering from the powerful orgasm.

Joe used a tube sock to wipe his semen from the computer screen. He then licked his fingers clean of his still living fluids, imagining it was the blood of prey. Joe turned off the computer and crawled into bed with his erection still undiminished. He masturbated three more times before he finally drifted off into sleep. He was getting worse. It was time for another reprogramming session.