Don't you want to see it? Don't you want taste it? Why don't you want to watch a monster slowly drag a sharp nail down the side of a loved ones face? Watch as it goes down their jaw, little beads of blood rising to the surface from the scratch?
The monster presses just a little bit harder as the nail goes down their throat eases up once he gets close to the pulse and presses down again. Blood now dripping down after it as the sharp nail cuts into the collar bone, scraping along the side.
He stops, relishes in the delicious screams as he presses even harder through the flimsy skin into the muscle and tendons of their ribcage barely scratching the lungs. He presses even harder, his finger accidentally slips into the man's stomach, completely tearing it.
Blood and stomach acids flow freely out of the deep gash and fuck does he just want to lick it before it hits the carpet staining it various shades of reds and oranges. The monster continues down the the man's abdomen stops before his finger hits the man's genitals.
The Monster places both of his hands on the man's soft wet sides and pulls so the wound opens up even further, parts that have scabbed rips open and fresh fluid pours out.
The monster almost goes crazy as the pulled skin reveals the damages he created. Bones chipped into spider web cracks surrounding the hit site, disappearing into the flesh and muscles that haven't been destroyed, organs torn and gaping, oozing different types of body fluids, muscles shredded to the point of no return.
The monster gently eases the man's stomach into his hand then violently rips it from the esophagus and the intestines, crushing it in the palm of his hand before dropping it to the ground. Blood and stomach acids spray the walls closest to the monster.
He takes the heel of his palm and crushes the man's rib cage in many places and tears the ruined bones from the muscle and tendons holding it in place and tosses it over his shoulder without a care in the world.
The man passed out from pain before the bones were ripped from his body and the only thing telling the monster that the man hasn't died yet is the slow beat of the man's heart underneath the pink lung.
The monster wants to save the best for last so he takes the man's intestines and pulls it until the only the part that's attached to his anus is left and yanks it from his body leaving a gaping, bleeding hole where his asshole should be. He loops the long organ around his shoulders for safe keeping until later.
The monster leans back and takes a look at his handy work. The man's abdomen is completely hollowed out the only thing that's left is the man's spine and hip bones. Blood is everywhere, on the ceiling, walls and floor. The monster smiles, canines shiny from the saliva being produced because of the appetizing smell the man is giving off. The smell of blood and death with a hint of vomit.
The monster's stomach growls, can't wait any longer and takes the lung on top of the man's heart taking a bite out of it, canines tearing the muscle from itself and swallows it. It's not enough, the monster needs more.
He violently rips the heart for the man and shoves the whole thing in his mouth, blood squirting and flying in all directions. Parts of the heart hangs out of the monster's mouth, too big to fit completely, and falls to the floor. Once the heart is chewed and into his stomach, the monster picks up the sliver of heart in a puddle of blood and slurps it into his mouth blood getting on his upper lip, he pokes his long tongue out and licks it up.
Feeling full and satisfied, he takes the intestines from his shoulders and the staple gun laying on the table and staples the intestines to the walls, making a big, innocent smiley face and leaves. Leaving the body of a man whose whole life was for the purpose of feeding an unclean and horrifying creature that belongs in the depths of hell, hollow, completely mutilated and half eaten.