Forget the hobo, Liz thought to herself. She was a goddess and she needed food that was fit for her someone of her stature. She scooped up the two plump adolescents at the dismay of the caring her mother. Wanting to make their death painless, Liz clamped her giant white molars on them, sending their guts and blood splattering everywhere within the confines of her mouth.
She then looked down on the crying mother and proceeded to...
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