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Dr. Frankenstein ceased his efforts to sew

  • Dr. Frankenstein ceased his efforts to sew limbs directly onto a head. "This shortcut isn't working, only a torso will do!" He sighed. "If only a torso fresh enough was available

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  • . He googled torso and found a site named foldingstory with a lot of hits. Imagine Dr. Frankenstein's delight when he found a fold containg an exposed brain attached to a torso!

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  • He could picture it with delight, but when he started to think, the idea became less beautiful. What about the parts inbetween? A brain could be attached to a torso, but one would

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  • also need a head, neck, arms, and legs, among other things. If he was going to create life, he would make something that was whole, not some limbless torso like last time.

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  • But what if he had made ONLY A TORSO? We should not speak of torsos with repugnance, for lo, they allow us to feel the fire in our bowels and the burning in our hearts that only

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  • a human trunk can provide. ONLY A TORSO. Only a trunk. Who'da thought it. Who'da thunk. It's limbless, it's headless. It cannot see. That despite all that, it's a thing of beauty.

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  • Beyond such sentiment there was nothing. Nothing except more mutilated torsos, nailed to walls to infinite to count. The serial killer smiled and his eyes began to tear up. It's

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  • better than I imagined. Each torso tore so well, it was a terrifically titillating testament to torso torture. ~Tantamount to ten-to-twelve titty twisters~ thought the serial kille

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  • r. But then again, no. The serial killer questioned his own psychopathy. If one realized one was possibly a psychopath, surely that is a sign that one is not truly a psychopath.

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  • But one can have temporary sanity, too, I knew. I redirected my attention, cast off my Walmart job, returned to my lone cell, and saw my brother's sigils around a door in the wall.

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