The passion for cannibalism was their mutual like Two twin souls that found a common way They got married with the aim of procreating Countless children to satisfy their needs.
Severed child sawn into two Its micro-brain for a mousse Its extremeties are like hot-wings Its intestines are for croquettes.
They had to beget a new child every six months Time enough to get a tasty foetus In the meantime they had to feed themselves like normal humans But every six months they had a gourmet foetus dinner.
Unstoppable yearning Carnivorous lust Infanticidal instincts Foetivorous marriage
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Toasty foetus on a grill of salty, crispy texture Delicious tender meat from the ribs, tex-mex styled There was not too much meat on such a small creature But as always good things, if brief, twice as good.
In their behaviours there couldn't be any criminal act Since nobody would ever know she was pregnant.