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The story contained below is the darkest, most morbid thing I have ever written. If you’re at all squeamish, or easily disturbed, do not read this story. Go somewhere else! There are tons of other articles out there. Go look at one of those.
You were warned…
The Other White Meat
As the blood of his youngest-born child lapped at the edge of the pot, he wondered if he had made the right choice. Certainly the smell was worth the effort; the taste was to be extraordinary. He could already feel his mouth water with the anticipation of soft flesh and easily snapped bone. The others would play with the femur like a bat, and he loved watching his children play.
A flicker of guilt ran through his brain, twisting his muscles in some paltry attempt to pull him back; but a single look at the huge walls around him sent it screaming into the recesses of his shattered mind. It seemed that when he took the first swallow of human flesh, he had taken his humanity down to the acid as well. It had been exactly two weeks since his family decided that this was right, that life was worth becoming a monster over.
He felt no regrets, survival was survival after all. The indecision he felt was not around the choice to consume his child. No, it was whether or not he chose the correct one.
After all, his daughter had some seriously plump legs.
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