Steven thrust his hand into his mouth. Jerking out his tongue, he gripped for a knife. It one swift motion, he cleaved off the squirming organ. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes as he squeezed the pink, squirming object in his hand. It began sprinkling Steven's palm with glitter and liquefied rainbows. His mouth crept into a smile. Steven's hyoid bone already regenerated a new, less sinister tongue.
"Steven, how could you betray me like this?" the tongue cried. Steven shot the tongue a rotten look.
"I no longer need your assistance. Anything that hinders my journey shall be killed. Anything at all!" he said. The tongue raised his eyebrow.
"Maybe there…is a way to repay you? To convince that you…need me?" he asked suggestively. Steven gave an inquisitive look.
"What are you hinting at, Randy?"
Randy drug his hands down the length of his body. "Wanna let me fuck your asshole?"
"Nah. Any man who beds another man as he does a woman is an abomination—and shall surely be stoned. Their blood will be on themselves."
Randy looked at him. He seemed dreadful. "Does that mean you're going to crush me with a stone or something—"
He was then smashed in one mighty swing with a large, jagged stone.