You walk up to one of your town's tallest buildings and slam your fist down on the roof. A torrent of small isignifigant people started pouring out of the building around your feet.
You laugh as you keep slamming your fist, lightly to you, on the building untill it eventually collapses into dust.
Dispite how much fun that was, your hunger still comes first. You squat down to get a closer look at the mob you have created, untill you stick out your toung and just run it across the street, gathering about fifty people into your mouth. Some of them you swollow whole, enjoying the tingiling sensation they make on the way down, but the remaining fifteen in your mouth you just chewed to a bloody pulp before swollowing.
You wanted more. Looking down, you could still see that there were more than enough people running down the street. You placed one hand on one side of the mob, and your other hand on the other side, and slowly brought them together untill you had almost two hundred people in your hands. You than started shovoling them into your mouth, not even chewing them. Once you were done, your whole inside was alive with the tingling sensation of people inside you strugelling for there life. It was only a few minutes untill the tingling stopped.
Looking around you at all the buildings, some taller than you, some shorter than you, just reminded you of how much you would like to just run through them all, destroing this cultural sinkhole for once and for all. But, your aroused cock brushing against the smooth surface of a building was telling you otherwise...
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