Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-32700630-20190102214426

Since i've posted the story on Pastebin, and the Admin didn't even check the updates, and instantly just denided the updated article, i decided i'll post it here and see what others think about the story:

''Since I was a child, I just had a fantasy for lungs. They just seemed so soft and innocent, like nothing bad could happen to them. I started off by dissecting various animal lungs, collecting them as my souvenirs The lungs seemed perfect together, like a little family. Sometimes I just feel like I dedicated my life to them, to take care of them as a real father should. Sometimes, I take one of the lungs and sleep with them, rub the lungs against my body and feel how the lungs are grinding on my pubes. I moan in joy and happiness how tight the little bunny-lungs are. As I became an adult, I got bored of my old lung collection which I created when I was a goofy kid, I realized I need something new, something human. I was sitting on a bench, thinking about my fetishes, looking, seeing all the flesh I could use for my personal needs. I saw a little child sitting on the grass, alone, looking depressed. While I saw my first human victim. I went to the innocent child and spoke to it, explaining that I'm lonely as well, just searching for any kind of company. I slowly cuddle the little child, giving it some attention. While I fantasized how it feels to consume those innocent lungs. It was a perfect moment of joy. I realized we are all alone in the dark. My eyes looked down at the child's face, which looked like an angel that came to me. I smiled, as I stroked the child's cheeks, gently pushing my nails into the child's ribs. I saw the tears coming out, as I remembered that i brought the bunny-lungs with my self. I presented the lungs as a toy to the child, calming the child down. Then I started brutally removing the child's the ribs, as I saw the perfect little human lungs. I never felt so honored. While the child was still showing various emotions of pain. I couldn't stand the child's screams. So I pushed the bunny lungs into its mouth, blocking the screams. I slowly pulled the child's lungs out of its body. I instantly felt happiness, hugging the lungs like never before. I couldn't resist so I licked all over it. While the child's body became cold, I realized something isn't right. I pushed the lungs back inside the child's body. I realized the child isn't breathing or having any physical movement at all. I didn't really care that much about it. I forgot about it and continued by pulling the bunnies lungs out of its mouth, placing the child's and the bunnies lungs together, slowly eating them. As I felt the mixture of the two lungs together, making my stomach bounce from the delights. I looked into the child's face, I slowly lay next to its deceased little body, kissing its lips deeply. My mind starts thinking of all the possibilities that I could do with the flesh.'' 