Reaching down over for Sam, he quickly bursts away in a sprint. The tiny boy runs in between your gargantuan legs. You were still in a crouching position, so it didn't take long for you to reach down underneath your shorts-clad ass and pick him up. Raising your former bully up to your face, you sneer at him. He has very noticeably urinated all over himself and is shaking like a chihuahua.
Finally sitting down (and crushing whatever may lie beneath you), you roll Sam in between your fingers as if pondering what to do with him. Bringing him back up to your face again, you pull off one of his arms. His unheard pleas quickly turned to screams at the loss of a limb. Blood soaked his clothes in places that Greg's remains hadn't.
That was pretty cool, you think to yourself.
Do you continue pulling limbs off or try something else?
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