Vengeful Mutilation
Congealed blood slaps onto the floor, churned by the metallic grind of
my chainsaw. As the head separates from the mutilated corpse, maggots
begin to spill from the throat in a pulsing pool of orgasmic necroerotic
slime.
The festering anus splits with destructive force as I roughly insert a
hardened turd into the stenching passage. I watch transfixed and amused
as it bursts forth from the stomach, unleashing more maggots along with
unearthly putrescence. That'll teach the bastard not to let his dog
shit on my lawn.
The emetic stench causes a torrent of greasy vomit to burst forth from
my mouth, covering the cadaver in a lumpy soup-shroud. Thrusting a boot
into the chest, I laugh as the corpse splits open to reveal organs
decaying with malignant rot.