[ WP ] Thanks to a bureaucratic error , you are now Satan .

Disgusting. 
 Filthy. 
 Pathetic. 
 
 That would be the most accurate description of the human race. The world would be a much better place without man around to fuck everything up. 
 
 Yeah, it's a bit bleak I admit, and I do n't really want to be a downer but that's just the truth of it. It's all posturing really; people pretending to be better than what they really are, but I can see through their bullshit. 
 
 I do n't know how it happened, just that it happened. There I was having lunch with my coworker Jay and his wife and sister-in-law. We were all laughing at some trite joke Jay had made when all of a sudden I felt this hunger. It was n't really hunger, but like a craving. Like something in your gut begging to be fed. It's hard to describe, but if you've ever tried to quit smoking and have had cravings, then it's sort of like that but like a hundred times worst. Okay, maybe not that hard to describe. It was n't my hunger though. It came from Jay. 
 
 The guy wanted to fuck his sister-in-law. His desire was like a raging river, barely held back by a dam of sticks... made by some... lethargic beavers. I do n't know, I'm a programmer, or was a programmer, I'm not the best story teller so forgive me all right? 
 
 Anyway, that was all I was sensing from Jay. Each time he looked at his sister-in-law I could see him picturing biting down on her sweet succulent breasts ( and she had some very sweet and succulent looking breasts ) while he, you know, had sex with her. 
 
 Which was really weird because his sister-in-law and his wife are identical twins, though I suppose it was a personality thing as they're like on completely opposite ends of the spectrum, but I digress. 
 
 I was quite surprised and disgusted by the whole thing, seeing as to how Jay was dad of the year material. A wave of nausea struck me, sent me reeling back in my chair. 
 
 Well not really reeling back, I like to be a bit dramatic, but I did get kinda dizzy. That quickly passed however as the initial shock and disgust was supplanted by some very heavy arousal. Did I mention his sister-in-law had some very sweet and succulent looking breasts? Jay's desire was an assault on all five of my senses, it was as if I could just almost see, feel, taste, smell, and hear him actually doing it. I later discovered that the strength of the desire determines how vivid the hunger was conveyed to me. 
 
 I was getting pretty weirded out at this point so I had to excuse myself to head home. Something I did as I got up changed everything. 
 
 It was an innocent thought really, partly out of annoyance, partly because I was pretty horny. I just thought, `` Jay, why do n't you just fuck your sister-in-law and get it over with?'' 
 
 I could sense some conflict within Jay, but did n't think too much of it. I just wanted to go home and lie down and sleep it off. 
 
 I woke up the next day to the phone ringing. It was Ron, one of the guys at work. Jay had raped his sister-in-law and then killed her before hanging himself from the guilt. His wife died from a heart attack on the spot. So yeah I was n't really sure if was going to use'are' or'were' when referring to them above because I did n't want to spoil things for you. Now some might say that Bob did n't kill his sister-in-law or himself, and his wife did n't suffer from a heart attack, but that's bullshit. They totally died and I did not make that up to cover for my confusion on when to use'are' and'were'. Also I did n't make that up for the shock factor. That totally happened. Fuck you. 
 
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 An excerpt from the memoirs of our dark lord and master, Bob. 
 
 
 
 ( Ran out of steam midway, sorry not at all good at this. ) 
 
 

